𝐑𝐄𝐒𝐓𝐀𝐑𝐓! 김선우.

17

Blood

Everywhere

his body in my arms

and

blood

everywhere.

"NO!"

"He's dead and it's my fault."

"No it's not!"

My hands, soaked in scarlet red blood, shook, clutching his body tighter.

"This isn't real."

"I didn't do this, It's not my fault he's dead." I cried, almost falling into the body.

I held onto Sunwoo's body even tighter, pulling him closer to me as more blood seeped out of the thin fabric of his clothes and pooled around us in the white floor.

Sunwoo was dead....and it was really my fault.

My eyes shot open and I screamed, the loud sound causing me to flinch and blink rapidly.

Sitting up straight, I took in quick deep breaths, stomach doing flips as I attempted to calm myself down. Sweat dripped down the sides of my head so I used the back of my right hand to wipe it all away.

"Jeez..." my voice breathed out, relief clearly heard from it.

Everything had felt so real...Sunwoo's bleeding body in my arms, the broken background around me, the warm tears on my face.

wait what

My fingers reached up and softly touched my face, surprised to find it wet. I pulled my hand away and glanced at it as if checking to see whether or not there had been real tears on my cheeks.

"It's okay, it's okay. It's just a dream Ashlyn." I sighed, muttering the words to myself before closing my eyes and laying my back against my bed.

I relaxed at once, the softness of my mattress and pillow brining me great comfort and the warmth of my blanket making me feel safe.

I wish Sunwoo was here...

With a sigh, I closed my eyes and fell asleep again, this time not dreaming about the love of my life's death.