| Fan Fiction |
by Kinra
When we entered the room, it was almost empty. There was no sign of Taemin and his friends, just Junsu and Micky were lying on the sofa, whispering something to each other.
-Hey, where is everybody?-JaeJoong asked them.
-Didn’t you meet them? They just left, boys have a schedule tomorrow, so they can’t stay for long, and Yunho is driving them home. Ah, I wished we had couple days off,-Junsu said.
-Have you asked for them? For vacation?-I said taking up all the dirty dishes from the table.
-Well…I never thought about it, - Junsu said, - I guess we sort of can do it, can’t we, hyung?
-I guess, - JaeJoong laughed.
-So you never tried?-I asked, - But there’s another thing you can try.
-What?
-Cleaning the room! Look what mess you have made;-I said pointing at empty cans and packages of chips on the floor.
-I have to go to…to my room…because….I left my…computer on…yeah, I will go to turn it off, and then come here,-Yoochun said.
-Not so fast, fellow,-Junsu grabbed his arm.
We started cleaning when Junsu suddenly interrupted the silence.
-So what, everything’s cool, you made up?-he asked
-We weren’t fighting, - I answered.
-Well you didn’t beat him up, but I wouldn’t say that this was a lovey dovey newlywed’s moment.
-It’s my fault, I didn’t …trust her, - JaeJoong said.
-Well if I would be a girl with two hot guys, I wouldn’t trust myself either, - Junsu said.
-You’re thinking too well about yourself. Besides no hot guy would ever date you, - I laughed at Junsu.
-Of course he would, tell her, Chunie, that he would.
-He would,-Yoochun said, - if he would be as dumb as you. I can not imagine it other way.
-Jerk! I would have the best boyfriend ever!
-Prove it, - Yoochun was teasing him again.
-Erm…how?
-Hook up a guy.
-Are you crazy, I’m not a gay!
-Then why are saying that you would have the best guy ever?
-If I would be a girl, a girl, you, dumb ass! -Junsu screamed.
-You are annoying me, I’m off,-Yoochun said and left.
-Now you see what you have done, now you’ll have to clean his part too,-JaeJoong said.
-It’s better to clean this rubbish, then be with such a jerk!-Junsu squealed.
-I heard that!-Yoochun screamed slamming the door.
-Then bear with it, like I do every day!-Junsu shouted.
But Yoochun didn’t fight back anymore.
-Yoochun?-I asked.
But my voice brought back nothing more then silence.
-Yoochun?-I asked again, because somehow I had a bad feeling about this, he always pretended to be mad at Junsu, but actually he never was. It was a game they would go along, but it never would go serious.
-Yoochun? - I asked again.
I headed to the the room he shared with Changmin.
-Where do you think you are going? No one let you to explore our house, - Yunho cold voice slapped me.
-I …I was just…I wanted to check on Yoochun…he went and didn’t answer and…
-Well haven’t you thought that he doesn’t want to talk to you?
-Enough, Yunho, I warn you, - JaeJoong came between us.
-Then don’t, because I don’t care.
-Oh, then forgive me, somehow I expected that my best friend will understand, but I guess it’s too much to ask for, - JaeJoong said.
-You don’t get it yourself, you already changed your friends to this slut,-Yunho pointed at me.
I saw rage in Jae’s eyes.
-Don’t, - I took his arms, that were ready to hit anytime, - it’s not worth it. I don’t know, why you hate me so much, Yunho, but I hope you’ll understand soon, that this is a person I love, and I’m not going to give up, just because you don’t like it. If you’re leader in a band, it doesn’t mean that you can keep everything under control and the way you want in real life too. Just get over it. We are together. I don’t want to fight with you, neither do you…
-Don’t tell me what I want and what I don’t!-He screamed, but his voice was interrupted by other, weaker voice.
-Help…help…someone, - Yoochun’s faint voice came out, from his trembling lips, he watched at me with eyes full of tears and horror.
-What’s wrong, Yoochun? - I asked.
-Help him, help Changmin, he’s not moving!-he said shivering.
I didn’t realize the meaning of his words. Changmin is...not moving? I pushed Yoochun away and headed to the light that was coming from bathroom.
My legs froze.
He was lying in the bath tub all pale with blue lips and closed eyes. Like sleeping…like sleeping corpse.
-Changmin?-I shook him.
There were no signs of resisting; moreover it didn’t seem that he was breathing. I checked pulse, but I couldn’t find it, because it simply…was gone.
-Get away!-Yunho screamed.
-Call the ambulance! Call the ambulance!-I shouted to him.
-What?! Why?-then he saw lifeless Changmin’s body and froze instantly.
I took my cell phone from pocket and dialed ambulance number.
-Talk,-I gave him the phone and run back to Changmin.
His body was heavy, so I needed all my strength to take him out from bath.
I remembered how we were thought to act in such situations at hospital. ‘Chapter first, paragraph fourth: give a person artificial respiration if he is not breathing‘
All the instructions flew to my mind again…
I tit his head backwards and pinched his nose, leaning closer to his cold lips and slowly giving him air from my own lungs. His chest didn’t move, so I repeated everything, hopelessly waiting until the help will arrive.
‘Breath’ I prayed, trying to blow life into him again ‘Breath’.
-Alex, he’s not waking up…he’s not, - I heard Yoochun crying.
-He must, - I cut him off.
I folded my two arms and pressed his breastbone in the middle of his naked chest with all my weight. One. Two. Three. I counted till fifteen and breathed into his mouth twice. One.Two.Three...I was pushing his chest again
But he still wasn’t moving, and I felt tears flowing down my cheeks.
-Breathe, why aren’t you breathing? – I cried hopelessly and pushed his chest even harder.
-You’re hurting him…stop, - Junsu cried.
-No, he must wake up, he must wake up, - I cried, but Changmin didn’t move, - Wake up, Changmin, please wake up, - I said and inhaled deeply, giving him air again.
My head was already dizzy, but I couldn’t stop until he’ll wake up. I don’t know for how long I repeated this to this lifeless body that seemed to no longer belong to him.
He wouldn’t leave us waiting, he would wake up…But he didn’t. His eyelids were closed calmly, like he didn’t care what was happening here. I touched his ice cold face, water drops were still on his skin, it was too cold for them to dry…
-He’s cold, bring him a blanket! He might catch a cold, - I screamed to others beside me.
But no one moved.
-Didn’t you hear me?! I said bring a…blanket…a blanket, - I repeated, but my words were already chocking as my body tied up with fear.
-Changmin…wake up…I beg you, wake up,-I folded my trembling hands again, but suddenly someone pushed me away.
-Put him on stretcher, on three. Oxygen mask. Carry him out. Faster…We got pulse.
I heard unfamiliar voices talking, when two arms took me from the ground.
I couldn’t lift my head up and look, since I was too exhausted. White sailing was getting blurry but
“We got pulse” echoed in my head.
And I drifted away holding onto those words tightly.