Beating
Description
Donghae has a limited time. His love has an expiration date. Donghae’s life is like a bomb—every hour—every minute—ever second counts, but Donghae’s heart started beating—but the beating will either kill him or make him live.
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Foreword
“Hyuk, we know it’s hard.” I heard Sungmin’s voice. For the past few days, I never let anyone entered my room. I am too tired—physically and emotionally. Sungmin’s face appeared followed by Kyuhyun, Ryeowook and Heechul Hyung.
“Hae wouldn’t like it if he sees you in this state Hyuk.” Kyuhyun’s voice echoes in my ears. My tears began to fall the moment he said his name. I lower down my face, “Hyuk, you need to live—for him.” I heard Ryeowook’s voice and a soft pat on my back.
I continue sobbing hard, “He didn’t left us in vain Hyukjae. Hae was ready for this, we all should be ready for this.” Of course Heechul Hyung will be the one who said the ing reality. Hae didn’t reach his birthday. He died on October 13 at 12:07am. After we sent him to the hospital and fell in state of coma. He had multi cardiac arrest. His left ventricle started to malfunction. The right ventricle cannot pump enough blood for his body. The last resort was an open heart surgery. Kyu’s father was very honest to all of us that the possible rate of survival was close to 0. Everyone was determined that Hae should not die in vain—but in the middle of the surgery—Hae’s body gave up. He left us.
“I didn’t—even tell him—how much I—lo—love him.” I mumble. It was too messy. My hiccups are too much. When he left me, my life ended. I can’t find the will to continue living. I attempted suicide a lot of times, but my friends stopped me on time.
“I am very—coward—I should have—told him—my—my feelings way—way back before.” I continue. The agony is eating me up alive. “Do you think Hae regret anything? He ing didn’t Lee Hyukjae!” Heechul Hyung harshly pulls my face up.
Everyone has tears on their eyes, “We—also love Donghae. You—are not—the only person—who lost—something Hyukjae.” Ryeowook broke his voice a lot of times. I only started back at him, “He was—our special friend—Hyuk. We love him—so much.” Kyuhyun tried his best, but failed as well. Heechul hyung harshly wipe his tears off his face, “I freaking study hard—just to help him—I wanted him—to be alive—as much as you want—him to be alive.”
Sungmin didn’t say anything. He only cries silently beside us. “Here!” Kyuhyun gave me a folded paper. I decided to wipe my tears, “What’s this?” I asked him. Everyone avoided my gaze, “It’s better for you to—read it Hyuk. We—also have our letters.” Ryeowook said.
They didn’t insist on stay on at my apartment. Actually they quickly left after giving the folded paper to me. I settle myself on the same spot Hae sat, before unfolding the paper, it stated with, “Dear Lee Hyukjae…”
And I lost it. I lost Lee Donghae.
And I know in my heart that it will never beat for anyone the same way it beats for Lee Donghae.
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