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Kiana pov ( in her dream )

I looked around and found out that I was back when I was only 9 years old. The year my parents had passed away. After all these years of not knowing what happened or how they died finally cross path with me?

I was at the backseat of my old car. I saw both my parents. My mother was in the passenger seat while my dad was in the driver seat. I missed them both very much. I touched my mother's shoulder, I wanted to tell her how much I loved her and how much I missed her. But of course. I wasn't able to touch her. I was a ghost. My shadow went through her.

Seeing both my parent's face being so happy after coming back from their anniversary date. The last thing they wanted to see was their chaotic children and not a burning death.

I sat there for really long and I couldn't tell what was wrong. Everything seemed perfectly normal. Was it really a car accident like my siblings told me so? Or were they hiding the painful truth for me?

I was right. They were hiding the real truth. I heard a continuous beeping sound from the car boot. My head went through the backseat. It was a bomb timer. It had a 5 minute timer and was slowly counting down. 5 minutes was enough time to reach home but as everyone expected, it did not happen. They took more than required. I tried warning them but I couldn't. They couldn't hear me. I started to cry hysterically.

Not long later, an incoming truck was in the wrong path and hit my parents car and that was the same time the bomb was triggered and killed everyone. My parents car was toppled and fire broke out. My parents tried escaping but they were stuck. The seatbelts prevented them from escaping. My mother was almost successful. She managed to unbuckle and escape but because she had asthma, she didn't have her inhaler and died a slow painful death. My father's death was quick but excruciating pain.

I was still crying hysterically. They were so happy yet suffered such burning death. I forced myself to wake up from such terrible dream. I was breathing heavily. My surrounding didn't change but I was still dizzy from all those crying.  I finally knew the truth about my parent's death but I didn't blame my siblings for the half correct answer. They just wanted to protect me from it.

I went out of the room to get a glass of water. Everyone was doing their own thing. The boys playing a game. Felix no longer studying Korean but playing a game and etc etc.

I checked the time and it was almost about dinner time. I asked what they wanted to eat and they said that they had plans to go out and eat. Aight, it's just me then. I wanted to eat something that was spicy. Maybe mala? yea sounds good. I ordered delivered in while the rest went to eat out. My gold arrived and im telling u that it is amazing, can't even deny. I was stuffed and slowly fell into a food coma. I didn't have a nightmare this time but something better I guess?





[ updated on 16 December 2022 ||
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