[] This is what i wrote so far... See? It doesnt seem right... The war was getting worse, dead bodies placed on the sidewalk, blood being shed on the floor. It didn’t matter in each way you looked, the sight was still the same. Horrible, disgusting and at the same time sad. Nothing could be done, every day more innocent people would die. Every day cries of people would be heard, filling up the empty streets. Houses being destroyed. Noises of gunshots, killing another person. It was indeed the worst scenario of a human being life. Away from civilization, in the middle of nowhere, some doctors and nurses were doing their best to take care of all the sick and hurt persons which were coming every single day. Life was getting hard with the days passing, the cold weather making hard to work yet no hope was lost. Wearing a white robe, Jaejoong was walking from side to side, giving the needed medications to the patients. Hurry was indeed needy, doctors screaming for help. Everyone was going crazy, with the number of sick and hurt people increasing, the doctors were starting to feel exhaustion. The beautiful nurse needed a break, he was exhausted. Sleep was what he needed the most but for the mean time he just needed to seat down for a bit and lit a cigarette. Relaxing, closing his eyes. Thinking about something else that was not death and blood. Sitting down on a small bench beside the hospital building, lighting up his cigarette which was already placing in between his plumped lips, taking a few droughts of smoke. Eyes closed, the sun caressing his pale skin. He was really in need of vacations yet not having a strong heart to leave the sick persons behind. “H-help me..” A soft whisper was heard, waking up the beauty from his dreaming state. “Who’s there?” A soft tone of voice said, the same voice which was coming out from Jaejoong’s mouth. “P-please…” The whisper slowly getting inaudible. Getting up from the spot he was sitting, Jaejoong started to follow the almost inaudible sound. Someone was needing his help and by the raspy voice he was heard, the person asking for help was indeed in pain. Maybe badly injured. Throwing the half smoked cigarette down on the ground, stepping on it on process. Moving away a few branches of trees from his way, he finally noticed the laid body on the floor. The tall figure, shuddering in pain, covered in blood. Lips slightly parted. “What happened to you?” Jaejoong asked kneeling down on the floor, already checking the bleeding wound on the latter’s stomach. “T-they shoot me..” The tanned man said. “You need a surgery. You have lost a lot of blood.” The beauty said already getting up to make his way back to the hospital when his hand was suddenly grabbed. “A-are you an angel?” “Angel? Why would you ask me something like that sir?” “You are so pretty, so fragile to be in the middle of a war like this one.” “Listen, we must take you to the hospital. Just stay quiet. I’ll come back with help.”
Posted on: Wed, 19 Mar 2014 15:33:33 +0000
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