Jonghyun

 

Kibum passed out three hours ago. Since then, I called an ambulance and rode with him to the hospital. I've talked to our teachers, and our friends, and told them the horrific news.

 

Kibum is in a coma.

 

 

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It's been two weeks. He's still in a coma. I haven't left the hospital once. I never leave Kibum's side unless I have to use the bathroom. I haven't showered. I haven't shaved my face. I haven't washed my hands. All I do is stay by his side, for as long as I can. People come sometimes. Leaving flowers and teddy bears for him. Little "Get Well Soon!" balloons. But I never move. I never will. Untill he wakes up. I want to be the first one he sees when he wakes up. I wont let any one or any thing tear me away from him.

 

The hospital gives me free food. They think I've lost my mind. They think I can't hear them talking about me behind my back. But I hear everything. Everything they say about me, about Kibum, and about their lives. I always know when closing is, and I always know that they'll let me stay anyway.

 

I'll never leave Kibum's side.

 

Even if weeks turn into years.

 

Even if time itself stops.

 

I will not move.

 

 

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It's been half a year. I still haven't moved. I've stopped eating. I don't want to. Graduation is coming up in about a year, so if Kibum isn't up by then, I guess I'm missing graduation.

 

Taemin came by today, fully healed. As expected. He told me Minho is doing well. I smiled for once in a very long time.

 

No one came after that. No one tried to talk to me, no one wanted to talk to me. I didn't blame them. I smell worse than a sewer, and I think my hair is falling out... But I wont leave my chair. Untill Kibum wakes up.

 

 

 

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Why did I write such a short chapter? Why would I do that?

Sorry, chapter 14 is going up soon.

We are nearing the end...