It was too late. Jiyong's fist landed on Seungri's face and Seungri passed out at that instance. Gulps echoed the living room and a shocked Yana went running over to the bruised boys, pushing Jiyong aside and shouting at the top of her voice hysterically, "ARE YOU INSANE?! ARE YOU TRYING TO KILL HIM?!!" She wiped off her tears furiously and shook the unconscious Seungri, hoping for a response.

 

"Seungri.. Seungri-ah, Oppa!" Yana screamed as she broke into fits of tears. "Someone.. Bring him to the doctor now.. Please!.. TOP! Daesung!" TOP and Daesung scrambled to their feets and rushed the panda to the hospital, Yana wanting to tag along behind. Jiyong pulled her by the wrist, only to receive a slap across his face. "You're the worst." Yana shot him the coldest stare she have ever given him, and stomped out of the apartment. 

 

Jiyong's POV

"You're the worst"

 

Her words rang in my head continuously. I did wrong? Did I ing do wrong? He betrayed her again, all I did was to teach him a lesson and I am now the one in the wrong? I kicked around in anger, releasing my anger by throwing chairs around the apartment.

 

"Calm the down Ji" Youngbae spoke up. "You acting like that now won't help in this situation" I ruffled my hair in frustration as I plopped down on the floor. I let anger get the better of me again. What is right? What is wrong? I actually hit the maknae to this extent. The maknae that I treasure and looked after so much. 

 

Yana's POV

I hated to see him, with all the things he has done to me. But this sight was just stabbing me in the heart. Open wounds all over his face made by the studded ring Jiyong had on his finger, probably a broken nose, and gushes all over his eyebrow and chin. I cried hard at this sight, even though I hated him, I still love him. And this wasn't something you would want to see happening to someone you love dearly. 

 

I held his hand tight as the paramedics rolled him towards the operating room. "Ri ah you'll be fine.. You'll be fine please stay with me.." I said between sobs. I broke down right when we were denied access any further. Daesung held me tight in his arms consoling me. TOP just sighed endlessly while texting. I couldn't be bothered who he was texted, even if it was Jiyong. At this point in time, Seungri was the only one in my mind. 

 

TOP's POV

Jiyong overdid it a little. I mean, a little fight is alright but to the extent that I'm now in a hospital facing the red operating lights and a crying Yana is definitely not alright. I checked my phone and replied to Jiyong's text. 

 

From: Mr G

Hyung.. How's Yana? And.. Maknae

 

To: Mr G

You overdid it. She's still in tears. Ri is in the operating room. You okay, your wounds

 

From: Mr G

Yeah.. Bae tended to it. Don't worry about me. Let me know once maknae is out

 

This retarded boy. Obviously he cares about the maknae, he always did. We all knew how reckless our maknae is, that's just in him. This time Ji really let anger get to him. He lost it. And blew it up real big. The maknae is going to be so pissed off once he's awake. They always have quarrels here and there, this Tom and Jerry. But this fight was just a little too much. 

 

It seemed like an hour later that the red light went off, doors opening with the doctor walking out. "How's he?!" Yana asked in panic. "Well.. We stitched him up quite abit. Its quite nasty. He's not gonna recover until weeks later for those scars to be completely healed. But his life is not in danger so rest assured" The doctor replied with a smile. "Thank you sir thank you" Yana bowed continuously to the doctor and rushed to where Seungri was warded. 

 

Her eyes were soft and filled with hurt while looking at Seungri through the glass windows. I placed my hands on her shoulders and said "He'll be fine. He won't wake up until tomorrow till the anesthetic is gone so lets just come back tomorrow okay?" She shook her head and replied, "I'll stay watch today. You guys can go back first" 

 

Yana could be really stubborn when she insists on her ways so I let her be, bringing Daesung along with me. I sighed for the nth time today as we made our way back to the apartment. 

 

As soon as we got back, Jiyong questioned us for updates. Daesung shot him a death glare that I have never seen before and went into his room, slamming the doors behind him. Now this boy is really pissed. I never saw him like this. I sighed again and settled myself on the couch, rubbing my temples. 

 

What is life going to be ahead of us?