3. Love Is Not Over [Yoongi]

Part 1

I winced as my head throbbed, the sluggish pounding sound filling my ears. I opened my eyes slowly and flinched away from the bright light on the ceiling. I used my hand to cover my eyes, I frowned when I noticed multiple IV's sticking out of my skin. I reached over with my other hand, it was slow and felt like my muscles had locked up completely. I looked over at that hand, IV's were sticking out of it as well. I frowned even more and reached over, wincing at how sore my entire body was. 

I sighed heavily and rolled my head around and tried to look around the room. The room was a pale cream white color, with blue lining close to the ceiling. The room was quiet, so quiet you could feel it hanging around in the air. I took a deep breath before trying to sit up slowly. I gasped lightly in pain and immediately laid back down with a sigh. 

I closed my eyes as I tried to wrap my thoughts around why I was here. A pain in my side, blood, lots of blood. I opened my eyes slowly, I moved the blankets and hospital gown aside. I sighed softly when I saw that my left side was bandaged up. I put my gown and blanket back into place. I rubbed my head and sighed in pain.

It was dark for so long, I'm so confused, I thought. I rubbed my eyes again and put my hands at my sides after I stopped. 

"Where's Yoongi?" I whispered to myself and looked around the room some more, it was still empty. I gritted my teeth as I forced myself to stand up from the bed. I held the side of the bed tightly as I used it for support. I grabbed my IV rack and slowly limp my way to the door, using my free hand to hold my bandaged side. 

I sighed and leaned against the doorway when I finally reached it. I peeked out into the halls, they were empty and quiet. I bit my lip lightly and started to walk out into the hallway. I held my side as I walked towards the elevators. 

I didn't make it. 

A nurse had seen me and took me back to my room. I didn't fight back, I was too tired and weak to argue with anyone or anything. 

"Where's Yoongi?" I said softly to the nurse. She pulled a frown and looked over at me after covering me back up with my blanket. 

"I'm sorry, who miss?" She asked 

"Yoongi. He's my boyfriend" My mouth went dry and a lump formed in my throat as I said the word boyfriend, it was still odd to say that even after this long. The nurse frowned for another second. 

"Oh, do you mean the short guy with blonde hair?" She questioned and stood up straight. A small frown formed on my face. Blonde? I don't think he was blonde when all this happened. 

"Um yeah, him" I smiled slightly, trying to seem believable. 

"Oh yes him. He was in here yesterday. He normally comes around 4 pm everyday" She told me with a kind smile. I smiled back at her and nodded my head as a thank you. I laid my head back onto my pillow after the nurse left the room.

Yoongi..you never left.