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41 | black holes and revelations

But then again, this doesn't add up, because no matter how challenging or bad the situation she always finds a way out of it.

Unless she isn't who I think she is in the first place.

We reach Fairview Hospital in approximately twenty minutes. Together we rush into the building then head towards the waiting room. As we're waiting for our turn, Nox is biting on her nails in agony and her eyes widen like golf balls as soon as she sees the paramedics entering the room with a stretcher. A white cover is concealing the body that is lying on it while a slim hand covered in blood is dangling off it. One of the nurses' notices that she's looking at them intently so he quickly puts the hand under the cover and then Nox turns to me. Soon enough, they disappear into a hallway and she looks as if she's the one drained of blood. I guess she's sensitive to the sight.

"Hey," I say to her. "Are you okay?"

"I don't know, if something happens to him, I won't be able to for-" She starts, but I cut her before she completes her sentence.

"He will be fine." I state firmly as I'm trying to convince myself the same thing. "Yoongi is Yoongi, he's too headstrong to let anything happen to him."

She shakes her head. "No, you don't understand. He won't be able to recover from this easily." A warm flush has covered her ears and her eyelids and it spills down to her neck from the unpredictability of the situation. "And I don't just mean the surgery."

"What do you mean?" I pipe.

Nox anxiously runs a hand through her hair before she starts talking to me. Her breaths are shallow and her hands are trembling, so I take her hand in mine in order to comfort her and to give her some sense of security. The shaking slowly stops, but I can still feel the whirlwind of tension that is slowly turning into a hurricane in her mind.

"Nox, look at me." I say to her. "Talk to me."

But then she bites her lip tentatively, as if she's silently contemplating on whether it's a good idea for her to tell me whatever it is that she's thinking. I rub slow circles on the roof of her palm and she looks at our intertwined hands before glancing back up at me. She finally takes a deep breath then closes her eyes in order to calm down when she opens her mouth to talk.

"Yoongi has been in a car accident when he was younger and it screwed him up mentally. Someone he held dear got badly injured and he was in the front seat. In that very same accident, a few of his close friends died in the vehicle in front of us." She finally says, her voice unnaturally calm. "It's one of the reasons why he avoids transportation like the plague and now this happens." She buries her face in her hands and sniffles when she whimpers, "I swear if something happens to him, I don't know what I'll do. I won't forgive myself. Ever. He can't just go away like this."

He will be alright. He has to be.

Right before I say something to make her feel a tad better, we get called in front by the secretary. I tell her Evelyn and Yoongi's names and she tells me the room number Evelyn's at which is B246, then she informs us that Dr. Cirraine the surgeon who's in charge of Yoongi is still in the operating room, which means that we will have to wait for a while. Once we get all the information we need, we quickly make our way to the elevator and I press the button for the second and the fourth floor.

"You should go to him. I have to check on Evelyn." I say to Nox as soon as the elevator chimes and the doors glide open. She looks at me with devastated eyes, before gently nodding.

"Yeah," she mutters. "I'll see you later, okay?" Her eyes are begging me to go with her, but I can't just neglect Evelyn despite the fact that we're broken up. She has no one to look after her.