Bad wished (Part 2)
Title: Bad wishes (Part 2- last chapter)
Pairing: 2min, Onew
Genre: Romance
Rating:
Summary: You left me because you love me too much--- I will look for you, because I love you too.
Minho POV
I picked up the ring that was placed on the table; tears started rolling down my cheeks. I flung the ring against the window, as it hit the glass with a loud thud before landing on the floor.
He just left… he just left and I did not do anything to stop him.
For the next few seconds, I did not know what I was doing, except for the fact that I was really, really angry with myself. I started overturning the whole room, sweeping things from the shelves onto the floor, while shouting like there’s no tomorrow.
There’s no tomorrow without Taemin.
I finally stopped when I got a deep gash on my palm, and blood started flowing out, dripping on the grayish tiles. Feeling my phone vibrating in the jacket’s pocket, I fished it out, only to realize that the person calling me was Onew.
“Minho.” He whispered on the other side of the line. I sat on the floor, as I, subconsciously, wrote something on the tiles with my blood.
T.A.E.M.I.N
“Minho, are you there?” I did not bother I answer.
“Can you just eff-ing answer me?!”
“Hmm.” I replied curtly finally.
“We have not left the country, and Taemin is sleeping now. Make your way to the airport in 30 minutes time.”
“What?”
“Time does not always mend a broken heart, Minho. I hope you get what I mean.” Onew Hyung hung up the line, as I dropped the phone on the floor. Wiping Taemin’s name off, I jumped up from where I was, leaving the building as fast as I could.
The heavy rainstorm made me even more anxious. The wound on my hand started to sting, but the pain was nothing. Taemin was the only thing I could think of, even though I could not get over the fact that he dumped me.
The airport is just walking distance away, but the floor is slippery and the throbbing pain on my hand was killing me. I took off my tie, wrapping it around my wound. Bandaging my wound does not help in anything; I could feel my energy draining out with my blood.
I always laughed at scenes like this when I happened to watch serial dramas. I thought it was utterly stupid and foolish to do something like that. However, I could not believe how my heart aches now. It feels as if… someone was had just tore my heart apart.
I could see the airport just a street away. Running across the road as fast as I could, all that I could think of was him.
Him. Him. Him.
I didn’t realize what kind of situation I was in until something hit my hard. Hitting my back and my head against the windscreen, I collapsed on the floor, feeling the surging pain all over my body. I sense the person coming out of his vehicle, but all I could see was the airport that is just right in front of me. Trying as hard I could, I pushed myself up the floor, clutching on to my abdomen that hurts like crazy.
Stumbling over my footsteps, I finally made it into the airport, drenched from head to toe. My legs were about to give way soon. Looking at my watch, I realize I’m just on time. Dragging myself around the concourse, my heart is still aching, looking frantically around for them.
Taemin….
Taemin…
Am I having hallucinations? Are Onew and Taemin just a few meters away from me? I struggled myself over, as I sensed the two of them staring at me. Staggering a few more steps, the blood does not seem to stop. Before I could even reach them,
I collapsed on the floor,
Breathless
Taemin POV
Minho looked weak.
His face was pale; blood was sipping through the cloth that he tied on his palm. His hand was clutching on to his abdomen.
Why is he here? He shouldn’t be here.
I have to leave before I change my mind on leaving. However, I could feel a tuck on my arm. Onew Hyung was holding me back. Tears filled my eyes again, as I observe Minho Hyung staggering towards me.
Before I could react, he collapsed on the floor, banging his head against the tiles. Dropping the luggage that I held in my hand, I ran towards him, touching his pale face with my hands. Minho Hyung is feverish and the blood just couldn’t stop flowing out of his wound.
Onew hyung ran towards us, as he called the ambulance with his hand phone. I shook Minho continuously, not knowing what else I could do besides that.
It’s entirely my fault…
Onew POV
I’ve never seen Minho in his manner before; his eyes were puffy and he looked so sloppy.
Taemin had never cried over someone like this either, until today.
We reached the hospital, as Taemin and I accompanied Minho on the ambulance. He held Minho’s hand so tightly, letting go reluctantly only when Minho was pushed into the surgery room. I wrapped my arm around Taemin, as he clutched on to the sides of his jacket, as tears continue to flow down.
“He’s going to be okay, Taemin.”
“It’s entirely my fault…” He shuddered away from my arms, as he strolled up and down the hospital’s corridor, biting his nails. Taemin was panting, as he stared blankly in the air, repeating the same actions for the next 40 minutes.
For some reason, Minho’s condition had worsened after he fainted and hit his head against the floor again. It sounds ironic --- rather ridiculous at the same time. However, looking at the state Taemin and Minho are in makes my heart ache.
“Why isn’t he awake?” Taemin whimpered as he sat beside Minho in the hospital ward.
“He will be, Taemin. He fractured his rib bone, and they just removed the blood clot in his head, he would be fine.” He tucked Minho’s hand between his, as he lean his head on Minho’s abdomen.
Without saying a single word, I left the room, as I decided to do what I think is the best for them.
Author’s note: Hahaha, I think it’s cool to end this part like that. It’s an excuse because I’ve no more ideas (sniggering). But anyway, there would be two different endings (: