Sick, ᶻʰᵒⁿᵍ ᶜʰᵉⁿˡᵉ

UNTITLED TWO.

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I woke up in the hospital again.

I wish that I'll never wake up here ever again.

"Hey, Chenle." My doctor came in.

My stomach suddenly have butterflies flying around.

"Y-yes?"

He sighed and I become more scared.

"Your sickness became worst." He said then I clenched my jaw.

"Is there a.. possibility that I might... die?" I asked, stopping between some words.

"I hate to say it but yes. There's a possibility." He said then tears start falling from my face.

"But I.. I don't want to die!" I said, crying.

"Chenle, we'll do everythingㅡ"

"You keep saying that! But what happens? It just becomes worst!" I shouted, more tears falling from my face.

I feel so vulnerable and my body feels like glass.

I can't even move.

"Chenle, calm down. Your heart rate willㅡ"

I suddenly felt a sharp pain through my chest.

Am I going to die here?

"Yah! Get meㅡ MingJie, what are you doing here?" Doc asked, looking at the girl that just entered.

I don't have time to stare at her.

I couldn't breathe and the pain is worsening.

"MingJie, help me here!" Doc said.

My hands was clenching on my shirt so hard as I try to breathe but nothing is going out.

I suddenly felt arms around me and start rubbing circles on my back.

"Shhhㅡ it's okay. Everything will be okay. You're not going to die." She keeps repeating those words.

Her words are warm and cozy. I really feel like home when she's here.

I start calming down and I close my eyes.

I can breathe now.