Jimin
*The next day*
I sat on the uncomfortable hospital chair, next to Minji’s bed. I heard the constant beeping of the machine - a sign she was alive – a sign that my baby sister has not left me.
My hand held her smaller hand as I caressed it softly. She felt cold… well, colder than I would have liked. I frowned as I brought her hand to my mouth and left a kiss there.
‘Please wake up Minji. I just… I really want to see you open your eyes and hear you talk. I… I want to make sure you’re okay,’ I said as I felt my heart break all over again.
My mind kept on thinking about what the doctor told us last night. She was five weeks pregnant but because of this… this stupid attack, she lost the baby. I frowned, not even sure if she knew about the baby or not. If she did, how was I supposed to explain it to her? How was I supposed to explain to her that her baby has died?
Almost as if subconsciously my hand went to her flat stomach. I scoffed, shook my head and fought against the stubborn tears that just wanted to spill over.
‘I’m sorry little angel,’ I whispered. I heard a knock on the door, which made me remove my hand from her stomach, before the door opened and Namjoon walked in with Yoongi.
‘How is she?’ Namjoon asked as he sat down on chair. He looked exhausted, as if he did not sleep. I would not be surprised. He probably spent all night working, trying to find out anything about who did this.
‘She still has not woken up. The doctor said that she won’t feel the pain because of medication but the trauma will still be there,’ I explained.
‘We’re all going to be there for both of you Jimin. I hope you know that,’ Namjoon said as he reached for my hand.
‘I do,’ I said as I sniffed. ‘Did you find out anything?’ I asked and Yoongi sighed.
‘Not much. We did get the attack on camera but we never see his face clearly,’ Yoongi explained, sounding both annoyed and angry. ‘I left Yeonjun to try and track down his car and its license plate,’ he said.
‘Do you have it here? The video footage I mean,’ I asked. Namjoon and Yoongi both exchanged a look before they turned to look at me.
‘Are you sure you want to see it Jimin? You don’t have to. We can take care of it,’ Namjoon said but I shook my head. Once again, I felt the white, hot rage building inside my stomach.
‘The *er attacked my sister and he killed my little niece of nephew. I…I need to see,’ I said. Namjoon sighed as Yoongi reached for his phone. He typed away before he handed me the phone.
‘Jimin… I’m warning you… it’s pretty brutal,’ Yoongi said. I just nodded and took the phone in my hand.
I pressed play on the video which showed the alley. Minji was walking hurriedly through it before someone attacked her from behind.
‘What a *ing coward,’ I muttered. I felt my stomach churn as I saw her trying to fight him off.
‘She put up a good fight,’ Namjoon commented as I watched her hit him on the knee and then the face. She tried to run again but he pulled her from the hair and slammed her into the wall. He had his hands around her neck as he seemed to choke the life out of her.
One of her hands was trying to fight him off while the other was on her tummy, almost protectively. Maybe she did know about her pregnancy. I saw him whispering something to her before he took out his knife and plunged it into her stomach.
Once again, I felt tears roll down my cheek as my hand shook. I saw him pressing the knife into her and then pulling it out. The knife was dripping with blood while my sister sled down against the wall, both of her hands on her stomach. I watched as he kicked her while she laid on the floor. Her eyes closed for a moment and he left, probably satisfied with what he done.
‘She might have pretended to be dead to buy time or something,’ Yoongi said just as I saw her trying to move. She took out her phone and I realised that was when she was talking to me.
Before she could even end the call, she fell back down and her eyes closed one more time. I gulped as I handed the phone back to Yoongi.
‘We have to get him. He has… he has to pay for what he did,’ I said, my voice coming out shaky.
‘We will find him Jimin and he will pay. He will pay for everything,’ Yoongi said as he touched my thigh.
‘Usually, I don’t advocate revenge but this, this is different,’ Namjoon said. ‘We’re here to help you and do what you need us to do,’ he said.
I heard a groan which caused me to look back at Minji. I could see her start to move as she fought against the darkness to wake up.
‘Minji, I’m here. Oppa is here,’ I whispered as I leaned in closer. I her her hand and squeezed it just as she opened her eyes. She blinked several times before she seemed to become aware of my presence.
Her head turned slowly, carefully as her eyes landed on me. Instantly, her eyes began to tear up and I felt my heart starting to break all over again. I could never handle seeing my little sister crying.
‘O—oppa,’ she said as I scooted even closer to her, closing off the distance between us.
‘Shh don’t cry. I’m here. Oppa is here,’ I said as I wiped her tears and then patted her head. ‘I’m here,’ I said as I leaned to kiss her forehead.
‘Oppa…my…my baby,’ she stuttered. I pulled back and looked at her. I gulped, feeling my heart stop. ‘Oppa…my baby? Is … it okay?’ she asked.
I grabbed both of her hands and squeezed them. Her tears were already spilling over. ‘I’m sorry my princess. I’m so sorry but they couldn’t save the baby,’ I said.
‘No… no,’ she said shaking her head. She pulled her hand from mine as she covered her mouth. Her hand was trembling as she tried to keep her sobs to herself. The machine started to beep louder which made me look at her worriedly.
‘Shh I know it’s hard but please, please calm down Minji. You’ve just gone through major surgery. You have to calm down,’ I said but she shook her head. ‘Please,’ I begged.
‘You… you don’t understand Jimin,’ she said, causing me to wince at the use of my full name. ‘My baby is dead!’ she yelled before she broke into further sobs.
The machined beeped even louder and I turned to look at Namjoon who stood there. ‘Yoongi is getting the doctor,’ he whispered and I nodded as I turned back to my sister who was crying and shouting. She was breathing heavily as her hand went to her stomach.
‘My baby!! Bring it back!! Give me my baby!’ she shouted as she was grasping at her stomach.
‘Minji stop! You’re getting to reopen the stitches!’ I yelled as I stood up. I grabbed her hands and pinned them to the bed to stop her from hurting herself just as doctors and nurses rushed in. ‘Please help her,’ I begged.
Two nurses changed places with me as they held her down while she continued to scream and thrash. I sobbed as I watched them hold her while the doctor prepared an injection.
Before I knew it, he was injecting her. With a few seconds, she started to calm down before she drifted off to sleep. The doctor sighed as he turned towards us.
‘I gave her a shot of Propofol to knock her out. She will come back to her senses in a few minutes or so. What happened?’ he asked.
‘I … * I think I *ed up,’ I said as I ran a hand through my hair.
‘Jimin it wasn’t your fault,’ Namjoon said but I shook my head.
‘I should have kept my mouth shut. I should have never told her about the baby. I should have given her time,’ I argued but the doctor shook his head.
‘Mr. Park, it is normal for people like her to ask about the baby before anything else, especially since she knew. It would be instinct. They would know but wouldn’t want to accept it. It might look bad because of her reaction but having you tell her might benefit her from having us, strangers tell her. Don’t feel guilty about it,’ the doctor said.
