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lisa pov

< 'you're there but for some reason, i can't reach you.' >

"hoseok," i croak, smiling weakly,

he immediately rushes to my bedside, and takes my hand in his,

the faint beeping of the monitor is heard as i look into hobi's pained eyes,

i push myself onto my elbows, "w-where's jimin? chaeyoung! i left - i left -

"hush! don't tire yourself, gosh you just woke up," hoseok steadies my back,

i gulp, suddenly the true extent of my tire hits me and i find myself sinking back down onto the pillows.

"jimin," i whisper, clutching hoseok's hand into a fist, "he needs help."

"jimin is doing alright," hobi consoles, though his face lies very much,

hoseok was never good at lying.

"and chaeng?" i tap his wrist,

"she can take care of herself - she's got yoongi," hoseok says uselessly,

my breathing comes out in inconsistent flutters and it's a struggle to keep my eyes open,

"hobi, please don't lie," i cough, my lungs are agitated with all this meaningless talk,

i want answers.

"tell me what happened," i order, though my voice is frail.

hoseok sighs but there's no going around this, "lisa, you've been in a coma for over a week."

the words hit me like bullets, violent and piercing,

my lip trembles unsteadily and tears well up, "it's my fault."

"i need to see them," i persist, not letting the topic die.

hoseok shakes his head sadly, "they'll cause you more grief."

"i have to speak to jimin! he has to hear me!" my volume is growing louder,

"lisa," hoseok pleads, gripping my hand tighter,

i am crying now, "i left chaeyoung alone - alone! she needs me!"

hobi pets my arm, tears threaten his eyes too, "you're safe here."

"i don't want to be safe! i want to see them! we can't just abandon people we love hoseok!" i scream, wet drops fall across my lips,

hoseok breaks down, his head falls onto my lap, "it's so hard lisa! j-jimin he h-hurt himself!"

i cry harder, "oh no, jimin. i should've been there for him!"

"i had to seperate myself from him, you understand lisa? i could only choose one and it had to be you,"

"you needed to pick him!" i shriek, burying my face into my hands,

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