Dream Catcher (BTS)

Chapter-19

Fear.

This one word was enough to describe what I was currently feeling.

I was in some kind of cell. There was a small square shape window which have bars on it.

In front of me was a door with a small cutting on it with bars again.

My hands were chained. When I opened my eyes I found myself in this condition.

I am trying to remember my last dream but the only thing I remember was different coloured eyes.

Who have different coloured eyes?

Think think think.

Wolf.
Yes, a black wolf.

Yoongi was the black wolf and behind him were other wolves. Book.

Yes, the book. The book which was magical.

Forest.
Yes, the magical forest. And the next thing which came in my mind make me shiver.

Teahyung.
I was having goosebumps. Those eyes and that smirk.

Book. But first, I need that book. I know these princes are after that book.

First of all, I need to get out of this place.

I looked out from the bars to see two guards guarding my cell.

"Get me out from here" I said struggling with my chains. They didn't listened me. They ignored me.

"Leave me" I said anger burning inside me. They still ignored me.

I continuously hit the door in attempts to open it but I failed. I failed.

I wanted to get out. I looked out from the window and saw the sun will rise soon.

I was thinking that I will wake up soon. This only a dream.

The BTS members which I know are different from my dream ones. I wanted to go home.

It is not a lie that I am addicted to BTS but they are different.

This world is different.

I will wake up soon, I will wake up soon, I will wake up soon.

"I will wake up soon" I said under my breath. A tear rolled down from my eyes.

Emotions building inside me. I was restless. I was just waiting for this dream to be over and find myself lying on my bed.

I wanted to wake up. "I wanted to wake up" these words left my mouth. I started to cry.

I wanted to stop crying but I can't control them, no matter how badly I wanted to. I don't wanted to show myself as weak. But I can't control them.

I used my chained hands to wipe my tears but they were not ending. I tried to calm myself but I was not able to.

"Leave us" a voice sounded from outside the cell in which i was. I looked out from the small cut on the door. I only saw some guards who were struggling to keep the men straight.

I was not able to see the face. I thought that I could identify the voice but it never came again.

I wiped my tears. I was waiting for someone to speak something so that I can at least identify who it is.

I was silently waiting. I wanted to cry. I wanted to cry really badly but I don't want to be weak.

My hands were fixed tightly around the bars of the small cut on the door. My eyes searching for someone who I can identify. I only saw two guards.