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Everything was dark, Jisung could feel nothing in this void, questions filled his mind

Am I dead?

Why do I still feel like shit?

Fuck... Did I mess up even more?

He jerked up to cough out a lot of water and took and took in deep breathes of air by reflex. He stared at the floor, as he slowly raised his head to scan his surroundings. Everyone's mouths were moving yet Jisung couldn't hear a single word, and everyone included Seungmin, Jeongin, Felix, Lee Minho, Hwang Hyunjin, Bang Chan, and Seo Changbin. All eyes were on him.

I can't live in peace, I can't die in peace...

How did I not die?

But, that means... Oh shit,  

Blood started pounding in his ears. His heart thudded in his chest. His hands started shaking, feet tingled and vision disfigured as if he was looking through a fish-eye lens. He was having a panic attack. And everything went black....again.

This time he was in a very familiar place, one he would never forget. There was fire everywhere, and Jisung scanned his surroundings, he was in the living room, the roof falling and everything burning to ash, He ran towards the kitchen where a 13-year old Jisung sat under the table. He was curled up in a ball, in a sitting position, his hands on his eyes and diamond-like tears falling down his delicate cheeks. He was trembling and whimpered ever so often he heard something fall or break. There were noises of fire crackling, firefighters shouting, things falling and breaking. The real Jisung tried to reach out to the little boy curled up, but his hand went right through the little boy. He retreated his hand and as if on queue, he saw a figure emerging. The real Jisung stared at the figure in disbelief. 

"Sungie, honey, please... Listen to me... You have to do exactly as I say," said the familiar figure during coughs and she used her hand to lift Jisung's face. Dream Jisung trembled as he slowly nodded. "Stay against the wall, duck down, use this to cover your face, and make your way out of here, I'll be right behind you... Okay, baby?" Coughed the lady as she handed  Jisung a wet cloth so he could safely exit the burning building. Jisung slowly got out and started crawling out, dodging falling bits and pieces but being cut by wood and a shard of glass struck his arm. Dream Jisung hissed in pain but he still crawled. The dreamer saw his younger self in horror and wanted to stop looking but couldn't convince himself to look away. Just then, an ear-piercing was heard by both the males, and both turned their faces to look at the lady who wasn't able to move because of the ceiling which had fallen on her foot. Dream Jisung screamed in terror as he was about to go to the lady but was held back by a pair of strong arms, belonging to the firefighter. He looked at the lady in pity as he ran out knowing the place could blow up any time soon. "I Love you Jisung!"  shouted the lady.

"MOM!!!!!" replied the little boy as he was taken down safely by the firefighter only to watch the building explode. The real Jisung didn't even realize as fat tears silently made way down his cheeks. He bent down, towards his mother 

"Mom...."

"Sungie?"

"I'm so sorry, it was all my fault, I couldn't save you, I should have let you go before me, I'm so sorry, I was so dumb, you were my only family, you were there for me when no one else was, you were there to feed me and give me a proper roof above my head, I'm so sorry, I never realized how much you actually meant to me, I apologize for all the times I gave you a hard time... I'm sorry mom " rambled a sobbing Jisung as he opened his eyes to find himself in a room with no furniture or anything, the only noticeable things were the plain white walls. And in front of him was a beautiful woman whose blonde hair was loose and was crashed over her shoulders. Her mocha-colored eyes looked at Jisung as if he were the most priceless thing in the world. Her white dress clung to her petite body in the most feminine way and she spoke...








A/N= So I'm currently on my little sibling's laptop and it's 12:49 am and they're sleeping so I wrote this :)


(no weird-ass memes saved on this laptop sorry )

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