We reached the hospital within 20 minutes. Everyone ran towards the hospital and asked the lady which room had our friends in it.

"I'm Doctor Kim. You're the girl who I talked with?" The lady walked towards me.

"Yeah, yeah that's me. Are they okay?!" I practically shouted.

"They're fine. There aren't many injuries. Are the parents on they way?" She politely asked.

"Yeah. We called both of their parents and told the situation. When did this happened? How did it happened?!"

"Miss please calm down. It was two or three hours ago when we got a call saying that near the Central Park there was a crash. A drunk driver hit two teenagers. They were immediately brought here. Luckily there weren't many injuries and the driver safely returned home. The doctors found this phone in the girl's pocket and the first account was Iseul, so we called you to know about the accident." She explained everything. My heart was beating so fast, I couldn't even control the tears who were willing to spill out.

"When we'll able to see them?" I asked.

"Right now they need some time to rest. I can't say exactly when we'll let you see them." She said. I nodded and returned to the others. They were all sitting in the waiting room, heads in their hands. Something tells me that's my fault, they're sitting here right now, but I know I did nothing wrong. I slowly sat down near Jin and rested my head on his shoulder.

"The doctor said there weren't any injuries and that they're doing okay.." I whispered.

"That's good to hear." Namjoon replied.

"Mira?! Where is my child?!" I tilted my head to the scream. I saw Mira's parents. Her mom cried, while her dad stood comforting her. Then she turned to us and ran straight forward. "Iseul! Where is she?!"

"She is in there" I pointed to the cabinet. "They can't let anyone in at the moment."

"Thank you for calling us Iseul. We really appreciate that." Mira's dad weakly smiled, when he sat down with his wife. I nodded, smiling a bit back. I can't believe how the almost perfect day turned in to this nightmare?

~~
I saw the doctor coming our way. Mira's and Hoseok's parents stood up.

"You should be the parents right? Follow me." Ms. Kim motioned them to follow her.

It didn't took long for her to come back and tell us that we can visit them. We thanked her. Shortly everyone was gone from my sight. I couldn't force myself to go see Mira or Hoseok. Why am I feeling so bad? I didn't do anything wrong however. I just sat there, staring at my hands.

"Are you okay?" Jimin approached me. What the hell is he doing here?

"Yeah, I'm fine.." I simply replied.

"Aren't you gonna visit them?" He asked, more concerned than I thought.

"Yeah, I was just thinking." I stood up. "I'm going right know" I walked away from him to the room where Mira was. I softly opened the door to see her parents standing beside her body. Yet she was alive. Once she saw me she told something to her parents and they nodded. There was some movement. Her parents left. I slowly walked towards her and sat near her bed.

"How are you?" I asked.

"I'm okay. The doctors did a good job" she smiled. Yet I didn't feel any way of smiling.

"That's good.." I nodded.

"What's wrong?" She asked.

"I was...I was just so worried about you..." I replied.

"Hey! I'm okay now!" She laughed. "It was a stupid idea to walk that late.." Then she stopped. "That was my idea... Oh my where's Hoseok?"

"I don't know. I'll go see him too. Just calm down. He'll be fine.

"It's my fault.." She started.

"No! Don't say that! You did nothing wrong!" I hugged her. "The fault is on the drunk driver."

"I know, but still.. If I wouldn't been so clingy to go to the park, maybe we still would be okay.." She sniffled.

"Oh c'mon, be strong and don't cry, okay?" I hugged her more. "I'm going to see Hoseok and I'll come back soon, okay?"

"Okay.." She replied weakly.

"Now rest. I'm going to invite your parents--"

"No don't, I already told them to go home. To don't worry about me. I'll just sleep a bit I guess. And please come back and tell me how's Hoseok..." She turned to her side and closed her eyes.

"Okay.." I closed the door.

~~
Once I opened the door, I was met with several eyes. All guys were sitting on the chairs and his bed, and were talking to him. By the atmosphere I could tell everything was going smoothly.

"Hey.." I approached him.

"Thanks for coming." He smiled. He had some bruises on his face.

"No problem. How are you feeling?"

"I'm okay. How's Mira?"

"She's okay. She was worried about you." I smiled. "Yet she's judging herself to death.."

"What do you mean?"

"Well she thinks it's her fault.." I said.

"Of course she'll think that. I need to see her.." He started to move, but Jin stopped him.

"No, no and no. You need to rest" he said and put his hand on Hoseok's shoulder to keep him from moving.

"But--I need to see her!" He complained.

"Hobi!" Namjoon stood up as well. "Just rest for awhile and then we'll think of something." Hoseok finally nodded and leaned on his bed.

"Wait..." I looked around. Maybe there wasn't all of the guys here. "Where's Taehyung?"

All of them looked around, just like me.

"That's strange, he was here just a minute ago.." Suga scratched his neck.

"I'll go search for him just in case" I said and left. Where he could've left? Maybe a bathroom, you stupid. I looked at my left and then at right. Just an empty corridor. Just when I was walking past Mira's room I heard shouting. Without even thinking I barged in there, only to see Taehyung shouting at Mira.

"HOW CAN YOU BLAME HIM?! YOU DON'T EVEN KNOW HIM!" He shouted again.

"Taehyung!" I ran towards him and grabbed him by his shoulders. "Calm down!"

"How can I blame him?! He was the one drunk here!" Mira yelled.

"Mira! Taehyung! Stop it you two!" I yelled, right now grabbing their attention. I turned to Taehyung. "Leave!"

"I will. Don't worry!" He angrily left the room.

"I can't believe him! He chose to believe that drunk man!" Mira pushed the glass cup, which was standing on the cabinet near her bed, but now it was shattered against the hard wooden floor.

"Mira!" I sighed, kneeling and trying to pick up the glass shatters. "You told me that you'll be resting! What are you doing right now?!"

"What?! I was trying to sleep when that shit came here yelling!" She defended herself.

"Then go to sleep now!" I picked the last shatter, but it cut my finger deeply. "Ouch... I'm going to throw these away.."

I walked out from the room. Luckily no one of the doctors or nurses where standing outside wondering what just happened. I have no idea how would I explain this, because I don't know either. I walked towards the trash can and threw away the glass. My whole hand was covered in blood. And this blood was only from the very small cut on my finger. Well, now everyone is going to think I hurt myself badly. I went to the bathroom and washed my hand. Then grabbed the paper and put it around my finger. Right now it's the perfect time to go outside and have some fresh air.

I saw someone's back in front of me. The person was breathing hardly. It was Taehyung. Of course it was him, who else would have this deep voice?

"I'm sorry. I overacted." He started.

"Just explain what happened" I sighed and walked closer to him,

"I was listening to you and hers conversation. And when she said that the fault was on the drunk driver, I kind of lost it. She has no right to say that! Anyways when you left I came there and well...everything started..." When he told me that, it came to me like a truck. I was the one, who said that.

"Taehyung... It was me.." I slowly said.

"What do you mean? You?"

"You must've mixed our voices, but it was me who said that the fault was on the driver. Clearly it is!" I rolled my eyes.

"Shut it! I admit that he was drunk and he had no idea that he had just crashed into the two people, but he isn't quilty!"

"Why are you defending him?!" I yelled, feeling confused about why he was defending this unknown man who almost killed our two closest friends.

"Do you know who he is?! He's my uncle!" My jaw dropped at it. His uncle was the driver?

"Where are you going?" I asked, seeing him turn away from me and walking away.

"Home." He only said. Has he meant it by like the dorms or his uncle's?

~~
Taehyung's POV

I was mad. I don't even know why I was defending this cruel man, but he's still my family. He still was there when I lost both of my parents.

I rang the doorbell of his trashy house. The door opened and I finally got to see his face.

"Hello Taehyung." He smiled. "Finally managed to come home?" He laughed. That's true, I ran away from this house two months ago, because I couldn't live here anymore and feel the pain.

"I'm not coming home and I would never." I said, but it still felt like my voice stuttered.

"Well that's a shame.." He sighed. He wasn't sad or anything, he just played like that.

"Where you really drunk or you just hit them, because you felt like it?" I finally managed to pull this sentence out of my head. This grabbed his attention real fast.

"How can you talk to me like that?! Of course I was drunk, I can't even kill the fly!" Well that was such a big lie.

"Don't lie to me! I know you weren't drunk!" I yelled.

"Don't yell at me! That's how you repay me?! All of these years I stuck up with you and raised you, without your stupid dead parents!"

"Don't talk about them like that!" I punched him in the face. He cleaned his face with his hands, feeling the blood rush out from his lip.

"Shut up or I'm going to shoot you!" He pulled out a gun from his pocket. I froze. He wouldn't do that. He's my uncle after all.

"Taehyung!" a girl's voice shouted. No, no it couldn't be. I turned around to be met with Iseul's eyes. She then turned to face my uncle. "Stay away from him or I'm going to call police!"

Good thing that my uncle was a coward. He was scared of so many bad things happening to him, that he usually ran away from them. That was what he was just doing right now. He slammed the door and locked it. Right now all that was heard was mine and Iseul's breathing.

"Are you crazy?! He could've shot you!" I felt Iseul hug me. I wrapped my arms around her, and I felt a single hot tear run down my cheek. My uncle.. He could've shot me..

"I'm so sorry Iseul.." I whispered.

"Let's get out of here, before he comes back...." She grabbed my hand and pulled me out of there.

~~

"Are you okay?" I asked her once we were far away from that house.

"I'm fine. Are you okay?" She asked.

"I'm okay, don't worry. I just can't believe he actually wanted to shoot me..." I glanced at the sky.

"No, of course he didn't want to! He loves you, just like all of the other uncles!" She started, but she just doesn't know the truth, my uncle isn't like the others. They don't treat their family like that, they don't murder their wife's too. 

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Oh my.. This was the longest part I've written in English. 2000 words ^^ hope you liked it :)
-Adi