DBSK Fanfiction Chapter seven

  "She broke a couple of bones, not a lot," the doctor told him. "I suggest you let her stay at home for a few weeks. Then it won't be so bad."

  "Got it," Jaejoong said, although he was a million worlds away.

  "What happened, anyway? Did she fall down a flight of stairs or something? Because she's injured pretty badly."

  "Some girls at school ganged up on her," Jaejoong replied, scratching his head. "She was bleeding a lot when I found her."

  "Ah. The world's a dangerous place now-a-days," the doctor said, shaking his head. Jaejoong couldn't help but nod. "Are you two dating?" the doctor suddenly asked.

  Jaejoong turned red. "N-no way! We're cousins," he explained quickly. "She's pretty and all but you know, we're related..."

  "Oh. You two would make a good couple," the doctor said, smiling. She excused herself and went back into Jaemin's room.

  We make a good couple? Jaejoong said to himself. Huh...

  "Hyung!!" a familiar voice yelled. There were loud footsteps. It was Ji Hoon. "Oh my God, what happened? I know you called Auntie and all. She was crying so much, she didn't want to come."

  "She's fine she's fine," Jaejoong reassured him. "She just has a couple of broken bones and a lot of bruises. She has to stay home for a while."

  Ji Hoon expressed concern. "I can't believe that those girls actually agreed to do it! They said they weren't... I never knew they were talking about Jaemin..."

  Jaejoong looked at Ji Hoon. "Ji Hoon ah, what are you talking about? You knew about this?" he asked.

  Ji Hoon nodded. "Those girls... they're my friends. This girl asked them to do something and they said no- she must have paid them!"

  "You didn't stop them?" Jaejoong asked, half mad.

  "I didn't know they went through! And if I knew they were talking about Jaemin, I would have stopped them!" Ji Hoon cried.

  "Okay then..." Jaejoong raised his eyebrows and turned back to the door. They waited in silence, without a word.

  Suddenly the door opened and out came Jaemin and the doctor. Jaemin was in a wheelchair. She smiled at the pair weakly.

  "Oppa," she said, surprised at Ji Hoon's appearance. "You actually came? I can't believe you!!" she said.

  "Only because Umma made me," Ji Hoon lied, trying to hide his smile.

  "Have her take these," the doctor instructed Jaejoong, handing him a bottle of pills. "Two at night and two in the morning. It'll help a lot."

  "Thank you," Jaejoong said, and the trio finally left the hospital.

  "I am so sleepy," Jaemin said, yawning. She stretched, then winced. "Ouch."

  Jaejoong pushed the wheelchair. "Take it easy," he told her. "You're going to be out for a long time."

  "Yup," Ji Hoon said, skipping away. "Sucks that you can't do this huh?" he chuckled. He jumped up and down. "Or this!"

  Jaemin was sickened. She was stuck in a wheelchair while that damn Ji Hoon had to show off and make things worse! "Stop it!" she shouted, a little too loudly.

  Ji Hoon stopped. "Listen, Jaemin-"

  "No," Jaemin said firmly. "YOU listen. I'm tired of you ruining my life, making things worse for me! Just because you're older, doesn't mean you have to treat me like crap! Just leave me alone for once!" Jaemin's eyesight became blurry. She soon realised she was crying. She couldn't believe it. I have too much pride for crying, she told herself. But the tears wouldn't stop. They just kept coming.

  Ji Hoon became quiet. Jaejoong blinked. "Jaemin, it's okay..." he sounded like he was going to cry, too.

  "I just wish you would stop teasing me so much!" Jaemin said, her voice cracking. "My life is already miserable enough! So, thanks for helping me. I feel so much better," she said in a bitter voice.

  Ji Hoon bowed his head. "I'm sorry. I just... thought you knew that I was joking. We're brother and sister. We don't have to be peacemakers."

  "I know that. But maybe you've gone too far," Jaemin replied, closing her eyes.

  Ji Hoon didn't know what to say. He put his hands in his pockets, turned, and walked away.

  Jaemin and Jaejoong stared after him.