Kyuhyun's POV

No! NO! I don’t want to die. I’m not going to die. No!

But….I’m sleepy. My eyelids feel so heavy. It’s difficult to keep my eyes open. Maybe I should take a little nap. That s ok right?

“Kyuhyun…….Kyuhun….Kyuhyun…..Kyuhyun!!” I hear someone calling me. Its so annoying. I want to sleep so shut up.

The voice did not stop. I open my eyes with difficulty. Its hard. Why was Eunhyuk calling me? He is still crying.

“Please Kyunhyun! Stay with me. Don’t sleep. I know it’s hard but you have to stay awake. Pray with me. Come on. Listen to my voice…stay awake Hyunnie.”

He kept talking to me, repeating those words over and over. I drifted out of consciousness, darkness, Eunhyuk, darkness, Eunhyuk, until Eunnhyuk won. So did the pain.

Pain raked through my body like daggers, shredding through any sane thought. It hurts. It hurts so much. My whole body aches, while body except the hand that Eunhyuk is holding. Why do I feel that if I let go of this hand I will not live again. I try to tell the still crying Eunhyuk to calm down but I know whatever I say, he will not understand. Why cant he understand? Is it because of the commotion? The sirens? Why cant he hear me?

A paramedic comes to my side and says something. I don’t know what it is. I think he’s asking me something. I cant hear him. All I hear is Eunhyuk. I feel myself being lifted into a stretcher. It hurts. God, it hurts! I look