The hospital wouldn’t let me see him, they wouldn’t even ing tell me what was going on. I just sat in the waiting room, waiting for Dami to get here. I had tried phoning JiYong’s parents but they hadn’t picked up and I was close to tears again. I had gone to get the pain killers but then I’d realised that I’d left my phone in JiYong’s apartment. But when I had returned back to his apartment, a bad feeling settled in my stomach.
 
I had gone straight to his bedroom and called his name and when I received no reply, I had rushed to the bathroom to find JiYong lying on the floor, choking on a mouthful of melatonin. I had cried out and pulled him to my chest but he was too far gone, he had lost all consciousness in my arms and I had just panicked. He was like my baby brother, I couldn’t have him leave me like that, and so I had phoned an ambulance as soon as my hands were shaking less and I could type properly.
 
I rubbed my eyes and looked at the clock. I had been here for two hours now; Dami had left the police station with Seungri and his dad. Seungri had finally been released with a warning and they were coming straight here. It was twenty minutes later that the door finally opened and Dami and Seungri rushed in, they looked around quickly and saw me.
 
“Oh Youngbae” Seungri burst into tears and rushed to me. I pulled him into a hug and he cried into my neck. He was crying loudly and I pushed his shoulders back slightly to look at his face. The black eye was fading slightly but it was still slightly purple. Seungri’s dad came in after a minute and he wrapped an arm around Dami’s shoulder, seeing that she was crying quietly. I opened my arms and we formed one bigger group hug.
 
“It’s my entire fault” I cried. Seungri pulled away and looked at me.
 
“What do you mean?” he choked.
 
“I left to go and get pain killers, I shouldn’t have. I left him alone – I shouldn’t have left when I knew he was unstable.” I burst into even more tears and Seungri just wrapped me in his arms.
 
“Hey, it’s not your fault.” He whispered, pushing his hand through my hair and hugging me close.
 
“I-I’ll call my parents.” Dami whispered, slipping her phone out of her pocket. It rang a few times.
 
“Mum?”Dami whispered. “Mum its JiYong” she listened to the other line before speaking again. “Mum don’t say that, I need to tell you something.” She was holding back fresh tears. “Mum just be quiet, JiYong he- he tried to kill himself mum.”
 
“No, I’m not kidding. Why the hell would I lie about something like this?” she tapped her foot impatiently. “Yangji hospital” she hung up and collapsed onto one of the plastic chairs. We all joined her and began the long wait. Seungri eventually cried himself to sleep in my lap and Seunghyun arrived with Daesung shortly after. They were both shocked to the core and Seunghyun just stared at the opposite wall in shock, Daesung comforted Dami.
 
We sat there until the early hours of the morning; JiYong’s parents came looking very remorseful. His mother wouldn’t stop crying. A nurse came in eventually and saw us all huddled across the chairs. “Are Kwon JiYong’s parents here?” she asked. His mother stood up straight away and his father followed suite quickly.
 
“Where is he? Where is my son, I want to see him.” JiYong’s mother rushed.
 
“Your son isn’t conscious