Vulnerable
Description
A story about a young girl fighting for her life, surviving from a kidney failure that tear her apart since day one. Other than that, she has a lot of things to think about in her life. Like shcool, family, friends, even love. Can she manages her life to be the same like before she was sick? Will she be able to do that?
Characters
Cha Ahrin
14 years old, senior year in Gyapdong Middle School in Seoul.
Likes to listen to music, especially the ones from the tv series 'Glee', pop, rock and hip hop.
She likes to play basketball and reads novel. Her favorite genre is science-fiction and fiction.
She's good at speaking English and Biology. She was one of the best speakers in her English class.
She has many friends but not close friends.
Had a crush on Baekhyun since freshmen year untill now.
She could very sensitive and emotional at the same time. Her parents said that she had some anger issues.
Byun Baekhyun
14 years old, senior year in Gyapdong Middle School. He's never been in the same class with Ahrin.
Likes to play basketball and music. He likes to wear headphones everywhere he goes.
He's good at math. Sometimes he likes to teach Ahrin and in return Ahrin help her with his English.
Ahrin's crush from freshmen year and also bestfriend.
He is kind and caring, but he can be very mysterious at the same time.
He could be rude to a person he's not close with, even to girls.But he'll open up when you get to know him well.
He is a great friend. His bestfriend is Park Chanyeol. Both of them can be duo pranksters.
Foreword
PROLOGUE
Beeping sound, clock ticking, water drops, the wind blows, groaned and sobbed. Those are the sounds I heard through my sleep. Today was is Monday and it was just the first day I spend my day in this room. I could sense my mom sitting on the couch praying, with her eyes wet and trembling hands. My sister is sitting next to my mom, watching the gossip from the hottest celebrity. I hears she was pregnant. And I can sense my dad, talking to the doctors outside discussing about me, obviously. Soon my dad called my mom and then she went outside joining the discussion.
“I’m bored,” my sister said and sighed. She walked to the bathroom. I rolled my eyes in my sleep. You don’t know how bored I am sis. My eyes flickered and I slowly opened my eyes. The doctors was standing in front of my bed, my mom and dad is standing on my right side and I could hear my sister came out from the bathroom. She soon joins the crowd. The doctors, one old man around age 50 and a few man and woman age around twenties surrounded me. The older man was my doctor and the younger group was student from medical school around Seoul that’s majoring to be an internist. At least that’s what my mom told me when I ask who they are.
“How are you, Ahrin-ssi?” ask the older man – doctor. “Still feel nauseous doc,” I answered with holding my stomach.
“Yes, of course. But I guarantee you’ll feel better soon after so had you’re first dialysis.”
“Dialysis? I thought you said I don’t have to do them dad,” I turned to my dad. His face was paler than usual and he looks worried.
“Ahrin dear, Professor here is going to explain how dialysis work and how will effect to you.” My dad holds my hands that has no syringe in it. I held it tighter. I tried to smile at my parents then I turned my face to the Professor.
“Dialysis is a process for someone who had a kidney failure, like you. This process is to remove waste and excess water from your blood. So, the reason why you’re getting this nausea is because of the waste that’s pile up in your body. Do you understand?”
I slowly nodded. “How does the procedure goes?”
“First your blood will be pumped out from your body to machine and then the machine will strain your blood so that the waste and excess water is removed. And then the machine will pumped your blood back to your body. It’s like a cycle.”
“Okay.” I sighed and starred at my blanket.
“Now Ahrin, do you understand why you have to do dialysis?” ask my mother.
“Yes, I do. Is there any other way for me to be cured than dialysis?” I turned to the Professor again.
He sighed and then give me a simple answer, “I’m afraid not. But with dialysis, you can still do your everyday routine.”
I starred at my blanket once again. But my mind is running around through the thoughts that’s been lingering through my mind for the past 24 hours. Nothing can change the past, and maybe this is final. And for good.
I let out a soft sighed and smiled bitterly. “I’ll do it.”
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