Change is possible// Jungkook FF✔️✔️ (rewriting again)

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{COMPLETED}(edited)

I closed my eyes, falling into the dreams that haunted me the most.

"Calm down! Y/N, calm down! You're fine," He spoke out as he held bandages against the wound that I had on my stomach from Lucas.

My breathing was hitched since I was trying to catch my breath.

I saw Mark's face with worry all over it, not knowing what to do with me. But I trusted him enough to put it in his hands.

"Hold on for a second," He said as I was holding on for dear life, hoping I wasn't going to die there.

I didn't want to. I was still young and didn't do anything wrong.

He quickly grabbed his phone from his pocket and started dialing random numbers until he finally speaks out to one. "Yes, this student has been shot and there are no teachers or staff here."

Then he hangs up the phone, looking at me sadly. "Y/N, please stay with me until the end. Don't die on me, please."

He made sure I wasn't closing my eyes and my breathing was fine as the ambulance was coming to get me.

He stared at me, knowing I was hurt from him. He wanted to kill Lucas but he knew he couldn't.

It would only cause me more problems and he didn't want that. He wanted me safe and loved.

Just in a few minutes, my body was placed on a stretcher from the hospital that Mark called.

They quickly rolled me outside, putting me in the ambulance as Mark sat down beside me, holding my hand as the EMTs worked hard to getting me, breathing trying to make sure I was safe to go to the hospital.

One of them said to the one behind the wheel, "She's good. Go to the hospital as fast as you can."

And with that, the ambulance zoomed all the way to the hospital, trying to save my life.

The doors opened as they pushed me into the emergency room where they were going to take care of me.

One of them yelled out to the other, "Get me the new bandages! Get her on some oxygen!"

The other people got what he wanted and started to get the bullet out of my shoulder.
I screamed in pain, tightly my grip on Mark's hand that was there for support.

The doctor said, "You're doing well. It's almost out."

I tried to focus on my breathing but instead I focused on the pain on my right shoulder. I clenched Mark's hand as I screamed in pain, knowing the bullet was out of my shoulder.

My breathing hitched, thankful of the bullet that was causing me pain and now out of my shoulder.

The other nurse's handed the doctor the bandages and put me on oxygen afterwards.

The doctor put pressure on the wound with the bandages.

A few minutes of doing the same process, the doctor looked over at Mark and smiled, happily knowing I was going to make it.

Hours later, Mark walks in, bringing me food since I was hungry. He placed in front of me.

"It smells so good. Thank you," I said as I started to eat my food.

He smiles, knowing I liked steak. "You're welcome. Enjoy your food."

I looked at him, confused just seeing one plate of food. "Why didn't you get any food?"

He shrugged his shoulders, "I didn't feel like eating right now."

I nodded, understanding what he meant and ate my food in peace.

He played on his phone as I ate my food.

A few minutes later, he spoke out, making me look at him, "Do you mind if I bring some guests? They have been wondering about you."

"Sure, why not," I said as he smiled.

He then quickly texted on his phone, probably letting the guests know I said yes.
"They will be over in a few minutes."

The door opened, showing two girls walking.

But I saw a young boy my age behind one of the girls.

"Come on out. She's not dangerous," The girl with brown hair said to the young boy that was literally holding on to her. She just laughed, seeing him in that state.

She couldn't help that he was like that.

Mark looked over at them, seeing the girls and the young one that looked my age.

But from my view, I could barely see him. I could only see his brown hair that was over his eyes.

Mark sighed, not expecting the little one but still continued to tell me who everyone was.

"Y/N, that's Lisa," He spoke out, pointing over to the girl with the roses in her hands.

She smiled and waved at me as I looked over at her. She looked to about a mid-teenager.
She looked friendly even though I had no clue who she was.

Then Mark continued with the introductions, "That's Rose."

My eyes fell onto her. She looked well dressed and everything. Her hair was perfect and all the way down. She smiled as well, showing me her bright side.

Mark then looked over at the young one that was holding onto Rose.

"And that is Jungkook." Jungkook peeked, seeing me lying in the hospital bed.

We both meet our eyes together and then he hides quickly.

I sat up, hearing my alarm clock going off.

I sighed for the millionth time, not wanting to get up.

I stood up, walking to the bathroom getting ready for school once again.

Afterwards, I looked in the bathroom mirror, looking at my right shoulder.

That night, that bullet left a scar on my shoulder from where the doctors treated the wound. I touched with it my fingers. My mind remembered every moment of what Lucas did. I tried to erase it but I couldn't. It was something that was a part of me, a part of my childhood.

My thoughts faded as I heard Mark call on me, "Y/N!"

And I knew I already should have been downstairs because he was already worrying about me.