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No,"
he protested weakly.
"No, you don't understand!"
His voice stumbled over hills of thick emotion, and I watched him slip on the tear-stained terrain.
"We were supposed to be happy."
"Oh darling,"
i sighed as the mud swallowed her whole.
"Who told you that?"



































Coldness. All what Haechan felt right now, he woke up and his bed was empty.

When did he left?he didn't remember but then the flashbacks came. Mark said something before he left, but he was unable to remember what it was

Searching for his phone he got up, to see what time it is.






2:50 am. But sleeping wasn't an option anymore and he knew that. Once he woke up He would only lay down for hours not being able to fall asleep.

He sat down next to his bed , having his legs pressed on his chest. He took his phone and turned on a song that gives him comfort. A melody that repeats itself for minutes ,and hours. As long as he needs it to

A bunch of sad emotions came up and were close of coming out, but knowing himself he tried to bottle it up instead ,its to early to let it out but bottling it up isn't good either









Time for pills right ?

Right.



He got up and went into the bathroom, searching for the plant where he hides his pills and takes 3.
He needs to get more soon would be bad if he suddenly stops taking them instead of taking them regularly.

he would feel worse then he does now, no need for that








After some time he decided to go out. walking through the streets with no one anywhere is calming and there's nothing he loves doing more then that
Looking in all kind of windows to see light or tv screens through the room. Made him realize that everyone is living their own life with their own problems, one after one.

Getting lost was one of the things that always happen when he's out alone , sort of a routine

Sometimes just in simple roads and sometimes deep in woods where it took ages to come out again but he kept doing it on accident


























Mark couldn't sleep.

His head couldn't stop thinking about the shit that's going on.
He wanted to help the younger boy so much but there just isn't a way he could.
He's not opening up enough and he doesn't know how either


It's so dumb.


Right after he found the right position and he was sure he could fall asleep ,his phone rang.
He let it ring hoping it would stop but after it stopped ,it began again so he eventually turned over to answer the phone call.





"Hello?"

No one said anything so he went to check who was calling. Anonym

"Whos there?"


Nothing.

"Okay listen it's like 3 am and I would like to sleep if it's nothing."

And still nothing except a breath














"Mark?"

Fuck. Donghyuck

He got up instantly

"Hyuck, what's wrong?? It's after midnight where the hell are you?"



Silence























"Can you please come and get me , I don't know where iam help me "

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