I never did call Mark that day, I sat in the darkness. I went to the studio everyday, working on choregraphy for BTS New songs. Game Company & BTS collaborated and released a game app.

It's something the world can love more, I'm actually Jin's Manager in it (A/N: So sad the game app freezes on my phone 😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭)

Every morning I would check in with Uncle, I was to be away from Jin but it has to be this way.
Taehyung called me today, Jin Oppa got sick and is restricted to rest only. Taehyung came home with him, to help him out.

As I was leaving the house, I heard shouts for help. I ran outside to see more of those assholes, the same 2 were bothering grandma. I tightened my straps of my backpack, securing it tightly. I hopped down from the top of the stairs, landing in a crouch in front of grandmother.

I stood up slowly, I looked behind me. "Grandmother go in the house and call the police!" I watched as she went up the stairs, opening up my front door going inside.

I let out a sigh of relief, I looked to the front. "Now why is it you have the audacity to attack, my grandmother each and Every time my back is turned? Do you guys not want to live anymore? I can make it happen, it won't be hard to get away with it. In going to tell you once more, leave her alone or there will be hell to pay!"

I ducked as felt the wind shift, I cartwheeled out of the way. Damn there was too many, I would have to fight them off till they get here. I was critcizing myself as I was blocking punches and kicks, what a fucking time to not being my walking stick. Fuck it, these two small forearm lengths pipes will have to do.

I could finally hear the sirens but they we're still too far. I looked up when I heard my name, I'm blindsided from the left. All I feel is blood spilling from my body, as I hit the pavement.

I see black spots take over my eyesight, my name sounding far away as I black out from a searing pain.

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I open my eyes slowly, all I see white. A few voices I hear but couldn't distinguish who they were, I try to sit up slowly but I'm pushed back down to rest.

"April, you got hit pretty badly. You need to rest some more." Someone on my right side held my hand and kept saying April.

"Everything will be alright April!"

What I didn't understand was who the fuck is April? Who the fuck are these people? What the fuck happened to me? Where the fuck am I? Why the fuck can I only see white?

All of these things are running through my head as I fall into another slumber.

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Don't kill me I'm sorry.
Please excuse the misspellings and grammatical errors.
Love you guys