*30mins later*

I could hear the door slam from the upstairs, and fast footsteps.

Hansol sat up upon hearing the noise.

A few moments later, Yoongi came running down the stairs.

He grabbed keys out his jacket pocket and threw them at us.

"I thought you didnt have them with you" I said, sitting up.

"I lied" He said.

I looked at his face, and his bottom lip was bleeding.

Hansol uncuffed our wrists and quickly chained my arm back.

I rolled my eyes and he walked over to Yoongi.

"What happened?" I heard him whisper.

"Without you, we were one man short and two of them ganged up on Kikwang and the short one stabbed him" I overheard.

"Stabbed?" I slipped out.

They both looked at me.

"If he's hurt, shouldnt he be at a hospital?" I said 

"You really are stupid arent you?" Yoongi walked up to me.

"Were criminals. Dont you think they'll arrest us once they see us?" He said.

"Dont be so stupid" Hansol added in.

"Well how else is he supposed to get help" I asked him.

"You said he was stabbed, the wound will drain itself out and he'll die if he doesnt seek any medical help" I told them.

"What are you a doctor or something?" Yoongi asked.

"Im training to be a nurse....Well I was. I was supposed to go to med school after I graduated, but I guess all those dreams have gone to , now that im with you" I sighed.

"Why would suggest a hospital if you were a nurse?" Hansol asked.

"In training" I added.

"Still" Yoongi said.

"You can still help him though right?" Hansol asked.

"I can try my best" I said.

I was nervous.

I was only learning from what ive studied, Ive never actually worked hands on.

What if I cant help him? What if he dies on my hands?

"Hello!?" My thoughts were interrupted.

My arms were unchained and I was pushed upstairs, being forced to help him anyway.

Yoongi was holding my wrists as we walked into the living room.

I could see the trail of blood leading the way and I could see Kikwang on the couch.

Blood was all over the couch and on the carpet.

I could see the fear in his eyes.

I walked over to him and he held onto my arm.

"Its okay....its okay. I'll help you" I said.

I noticed that he was crying and it was sad to look at.

"Where is his wound?" I looked at Yonguk.

Yongguk frantically showed me where the wound is on his own body.

Slowly, I lifted up his shirt and examined the wound on his ribs.

I gasped and quickly put his shirt back down.

Ok you, get yourself together. You studied this, this is basic 101. Just breathe.

I took in a deep breath.

"Ok someone help me lay him down" I said.

Both Hansol and Yongguk, gently picked him up off the couch and laid him down on the carpet.

"Yongguk, hand me a pillow please" I said.

Yongguk grabbed one of the pillows on the ground and handed it to me.

I grabbed it and lifted Kikwangs head.

I softly placed his head on the decorated pillow.

"Is that comfortable for you?" I asked him.

He nodded his head.

"Why does it matter?" Yoongi asked.

"It helps keep him calm" Was all I said.

I lifted up his shirt again.

"We need to get this off of you" I tried to pry off his shirt.

Hansol assisted me and I took the chance to sneak a peak at Kikwangs perfectly sculpted abs.

Stop staring you. I had to tell myself. It was definitely not the time for that.

"I-I-I need disposable gloves" I looked at Yoongi.

"Hurry" I said.

He ran off somewhere and came back with a box of gloves.

Quickly, I slipped them on and I handed some to Hansol.

I may need his help.

I came close to Kikwang, to check his breathing. I needed to listen to the sound and make sure that nothing was blocking his airways.

"Check his pulse" I instructed Hansol.

"Ok I need a towel or a clean shirt" I ordered.

I dont know who left to get what, I kept my attention on Kikwang.

"You're going to be fine okay" I assured him.

He was constantly wincing in pain, but he nodded his head.

I heard the footsteps coming back and I just held out my hand and a clean white t-shirt was placed in my hand.

"Awh is that my shirt?" I heard Hansol whine.

"Yes, does it matter" Yongguk argued with him.

"Guys! Does it really matter right now" I yelled.

"Shut up. The both of you" Yoongi added.

I folded the shirt and placed it on the wound.

I applied pressure and held it there.

"Ahh!" Kikwang yelled.

"Im sorry, but I have to stop the wound from bleeding out" I told him.

"Hansol, come here" I called him over and he sat down next to me.

"Do you see how I am holding this?" I asked and he nodded his head.

"Mimick my exact movements" I said.

I grabbed his hand and placed it on top of mine.

Slowly, I moved my hand and pressed Hansol's hand on the wound a little harder.

"Ah!" Kikwang yelled again.

"Please Kikwang, save your energy. Just breathe" I told him.

"Keep it there" I ordered Hansol.

I stood up and pulled Yoongi aside.

"Do you have some thread and a needle?" I asked him.

I could tell he was thinking about it.

"Yes. Follow me" He said.

I followed behind him to a room.

I think it was his because I could see a lot of the clothes he has worn, on the floor.

We went inside his bathroom and he opened the medicine cabinet.

He grabbed a box and inside was indeed, a needle and thread in a variety of colors.

"I need some alcohol and tissue also" I said, and he ran to get them.

I grabbed the black thread and the needle and ran back to the living room.

I sat back down next to Hansol and told him that he was doing a good job.

My hands were shaking as I tried to put the thread inside the needle.

"Yongguk, please hand him that little pillow" I said, and he did as instructed.

Its pretty sad that at a moment like this, they'll actually listen to me and do what I tell them to do.

He handed it to Kikwang.

"Bite on it" I told him, when he looked at me confused.

After finally getting the thread through and making a knot, I moved Hansols hand off of Kikwangs wound.

"We dont have time to give you any medication so this this going to hurt. Im sorry, just bite on that pillow' I said.

I grabbed the alcohol and poured it onto his wound.

He yelled so loud, even with the pillow in his mouth.

I padded the wound with the tissue and grabbed Kikwamgs hand, trying to soothe and calm him down.

The bleeding was less severe as it was before and so I began to sew.

I took in a deep breath and focused on what I was about to do.

Careful, I made the first incision and Kikwang started to move.

"Please stop moving" I said.

Hansol took the place of my hand and tried to calm him down.

"Yoongi I need some gauze as well. A lot of gauze" I said, as I remembered last minute.

He ran to get some.

I continued to sew up his wound when Yoongi came back with a giant roll of gauze in his hand.

The whole process took about 4 minutes.

Once I was done, I grabbed the alcohol and slowly dabbed it on his wound this time.

I could see his chest moving rapidly as his breathing was shaky.

"You're going to be okay. Alright?" I looked at him.

All he kept doing was nodding his head, but at least he was able to communicate.

I took the gauze from Yoongi's hand and unraveled it.

I wrapped across his chest but I needed him to sit up.

"Can you arch your back a bit? I need to wrap this around your body" I said.

With the help of Yongguk and Hansol, he was able to make enough room for me to wrap the gauze around his body.

I wrapped it around six times, but not too tight to where it was uncormfortable and damaging to the wound.

"Ok, im finished" I said.

"You guys can take him to his room now, and give him some medication that can help with the pain" I instructed them.

Hansol and Yongguk carefully picked him up, without hurting him and carried him to his room.

I sighed from relief and was glad that it was finally over.

I put all the supplies in one spot and grabbed all the bloody materials and threw them in the trash.

I stood in the living room and sighed again, when I was grabbed by my wrists.

I looked over at Yoongi, who was dragging me back to the basement.

"What are you doing?" I tried to fight him off.

"You're going back, obviously" He said.

"Are you serious? I just saved your friend from dying and you're going to just throw me back down here!" I yelled and I was thrown to the ground.

He grabbed my wrists and chained them back to the wall.

"You are the most dispicable person I have ever met. I hate you with every fiber of my being. Karma is really gonna have its fun with you" I said.

I honestly didnt care about what he might do to me after saying that.

"Thank you" Was all he said, and then he walked back up the stairs, leaving me all by myself.