[Heawon POV]

"N-no." I stutter. "Y-you can't say that!"

Dr. Choi shakes his head. "I'm sorry, Heawon."

"No!" I burst out. "You can't say that! Do you have any idea how much dancing means to me? It's my whole life! It's what makes me, me! You've got it all wrong! It's just a sprained ankle! It'll heal! It'll heal! It'll heal…" I ramble hysterically, noticing a new batch of tears. I cover my face with my shaky hands. I shake my head frantically. "This can't happen. This isn't supposed to happen. I was supposed to dance until I died. My whole life… My whole life of dancing…" I choke, squeezing my eyes shut. It's ruined, my mind whispers. It's ruined. It's ruined. It's done. It's over.

"NO!" I sob out loud, finally losing it. I sob loudly. Big, fat tears roll down my cheeks and into my palms. This can't be happening! I had my whole life planned out! I feel my mind leave me and I start to pry off the needles in my arms.

"Heawon!" Seungri exclaims, quickly grabbing a hold of my hands. I push him away, hysterically sobbing.

"Let me go! This can't happen! I'll prove you all wrong. I can walk! I can stand!" I deny, straining to swing my legs over the bed and onto the floor. I bite down on my bottom lip as the scary reality hits me. I pound on my bed, angrily yet desperately. I cry out loud, not caring who heard and who saw me in this distressed state.

Seungri's arms tighten around me, comforting me. He whispers soothing words into my ears and I finally accept defeat. I slump back against his chest and my hands curl, balling up his shirt. I sob insanely into his chest, my mind still not fully being able to grasp the harsh truth. I can't stand or walk without some kind of support holding me up. I can't stand for hours without having the thought of sitting down. I can't do my daily laps around YG High. I can't jump around. I can't—

I close my eyes, tears falling.

I can't dance.

~O~O~

[Seungri POV]

"Call for me or a nurse when she calms down." Dr. Choi says.

I slightly nod, my full attention on a hysterical Heawon in my arms. At the corner of my eyes, I see Dr. Choi bow deeply before leaving the room with his head hung low. I close my eyes as I hear Heawon hyperventilating. "Shh…" I murmur over and over again. I gently climb into the bed next to her, careful not to move her body so much. Once settled, I softly press my lips against her sweaty forehead. I rest my chin on the top of her head and let out a deep, sad sigh.

She doesn't deserve this.

My heart slows down its beating as she continues to cry into my chest. I rock her back and forth as gently as I can. How else can I ever comfort her again? Everything is going to be different from now on. I don't think I'll visit another club without her, I can't dance with her to make her feel better, I…

I can't dance with her anymore.

I rest my head against her, burying my face in her hair. Of course I can't dance with her anymore. But it hurts so much to realize that. Dancing with her is the best thing I've done. I now realize that nobody else can dance as beautifully as Heawon.

"I want to die."

I freeze. I look down and eye Heawon. Her eyes are closed and she buries her face into my chest. "Wha… What?" I stutter out.

"I want to die." She murmurs once more. Then she softly starts to chant, "I want to die. I want to die. I want to die."

"No!" I scream, making her jump in my arms. I grab onto her shoulders roughly, forgetting that she's hurt right now. I slightly shake her. "What nonsense are you talking about?" I yell, unable to hold back my rising anger.

"What?" She yells back just as loudly, pure rage in her red eyes. "What can I do now? I lost one of the most precious things to me. What else is there to live for? I can't do anything without the use of my legs. I'm worthless." Her face falls into her hands. "I wouldn't be surprised if you walked away right now."

I loosen my hold on her shoulders as her words ring in my head. I close my eyes and let my hands fall from her shoulders. As if her words weren't enough to cause my heart to hurt, she continues.

"What am I to you anymore? What am I to anyone anymore? I can't be your choreographer anymore, I can't go hang at clubs with my friends anymore, I can't practice by myself anymore, I can't… dance with you anymore. I won't be able to feel that thrill whenever you touch me while we match our feet to the music."

She starts to softly weep this time, falling back into my arms. I whisper encouraging words into her ear, wrapping my arms around her gently. I kiss the top of her head and try to soothe her.

"I'm a wreck." She sniffs. "What do I do know?"

I let out a long sigh. "I don't know." I simply reply. It's the truth. I absolutely have no idea what the answer is to her question. I feel pretty dumb right now. I was doing so great in calming her down and I can't even answer a simple question.

She lets out a long breath, it's warm against my soaked shirt. She cuddles closer to me. After a moment of silence, she starts to mumble incoherently. I wince. Even though I can't hear her, I know she's still mourning.

With another sigh, I quietly take one of my hands away from her back and press the nurse button. Rest your mind for a while. You've had enough suffering for today, I thought silently as I press my cheek against her hair. In a matter of minutes, a nurse knocks on the door and silently enters. Heawon doesn't seem to notice as she continues to ramble.

"Sir, the doctor says the patient must rest now. She's still healing. You can visit her tomorrow morning if you'd like." The nurse says softly.

"Ah, right." I mumble. I lean down and whisper in Heawon's ear, "Please, rest." Slowly, I move away and she stretches her hands out as if she was a little kid wanting to hold her mother's hand.

A/N: I even found it hard to write this :( I don't like my main characters suffering. But it must be done.

Anyway, today is my last day of winter break. Sad, isn't it? I'm starting school again and I don't know when I'll be able to update. I especially hate it since I'm going to make you guys wait and hang onto this intense chapter. So, here's what I'll try to do again! I'll try my best to get back on my laptop and update on the weekends. How does that sound? (: