rewind.

5

Jaehyun looks at his phone in confusion. "It died? Isn'tit on a charger." The now blonde turns his head to see the cube not plugged into the wall. "Damn."

There wasn't anything he could do about it now, well, except plug his cube into the wall. After plugging his cube into the wall, he turns over on his left side to get back to sleep.

Bang!

Jaehyun stirs in his his sleep. There's many reasons why he heard a noise. Not putting much thought into it, he closes his eyes while hugging one of the many stuffed elephants on the bed.

Bang!

Jaehyun keeps his eyes closed. "Probably the ice machine." He keeps telling himself. There's no way someone could be in his house because he locked everything up and set his alarm.

Well, his reassurance on that fact becomes so slim as he hears steps walking down his hall, it didn't help that his room door is open.

He is frozen in his spot. He is trying not to move or breathe for that matter. Why him? How did someone even get in? Was the bang he ignored twice a warning to ready himself?

Jaehyun tries not to flinch as a sinister whispers sounds in his ears, followed by whistling that just made his skin crawl.

As the whistling becomes more predominate he has no choice but to listen. He couldn't put his finger on it, but that whistling sparked something inside of him.
It is the need to know who is responsible for that sound.

Jaehyun moved his cover back just a little to see the culprit. However, no one was there.

Maybe it's all in his head. Rolling over the opposite way, Jaehyun had a better view of his door.
Just like that watching for the unknown in the dark, thirty minutes passed, and he fell right back into a dreamland.

"Wake up!"

Jaehyun jumps up when he feels his body being dragged. He grips his chest while looking down at the disheveled duvet.

The blonde feels on his arms, "I'm awake." He pinches his body to make sure he isn't sleeping. But that isn't enough. He pulls out his torch lighter and light a little under his elbow.

"Ouch! Shit!" He throws the lighter. While holding his arm, something pulls him off of the bed.

"Ah!" He kicks into the unknown at something he couldn't see. "Leave me alone."

"I need your help." A cracking voice says. "I need everyone's help."

Jaehyun stops moving to listen. He grabs the blanket and throws off of the lump.
"Jackson!" Jaehyun gasps and covers his mouth. "This isn't possible."

"Help me." Pale like the moon, temperature frigid, Jackson is holding his arms now. Jackson is in his house. Somehow, Jackson manages to do this without setting off any alarms. But the most trivial thing is that Jackson needs him. But Jackson is dead.

"How can I help you?" Still shaking from Jackson's presence Jaehyun asked. "How can i...."
The blonde speech becomes slower. Suddenly, he was unconscious.

When the sun shined down on him, jaehyun eyes flutters open. He was expecting to be off of his bed, or maybe his bed would be a complete mess. Yet he was tucked under a very clean and straight duvet. He turns over to see his opened door look the way it was last night.

Jaehyun slowly sits up, "ah..." he hisses at a painful sensation that sparks from his elbow. His hand flies to cover the burn.

He remember this burn, he remember that he checked to make sure he was awake. He remembers the way Jackson was alive. He remembers everything.
Nothing was a dream!

Jaehyun grabs his phone and dials Taeyong's number. He needed to tell someone.

"Hello?"

"Tae I know it sounds really crazy but hear me out." Jaehyun says as he fiddles with the necklace around his neck. "Please!"

"Ok what is it?"

Jaehyun takes in a deep breath, "I keep seeing Jackson. He talked to me last night an..."

"Jaehyun, Jackson is dead. I killed that bastard." Taeyong voice lifts only a little. The blonde could tell that taeyong was getting a little frustrated.

"Who brought over that chocolate cake?"

"Mark did." Taeyong argues back. "He brought it over with haechan. They both made sure you...."

"I had a chocolate for about a week. No one delivered anything within that time. However I did see ja..."

Jaehyun looks down to see that taeyong had hung up. Not wanting to think that he makes himself believe that his phone had died.

Jaehyun isn't the sharpest tool in the shed, but he can comprehend that taeyong wants him to stop mentioning Jackson.

He hates pressuring people because they don't need it. On the flipped side, there are things he need to share. This is one of those times.

Jaehyun calls Johnny. He didn't know if Johnny would answer right away, they are in a totally different world right now.

"Hi baby!"

That voice, it will always make him feel like he is floating.
"Baby I'm sorry about last night, my phone had died." Jaehyun pouts. "I really wanted to talk to you more."

"I'm happy you aren't mad. Last night I thought you had enough of my Bullshit and decided to leave me." Johnny expressed.

He is so sweet. Jaehyun can't believe how lucky he is to catch something so great a Johnny suh.
However there is a underlying feeling the depth of his gut.

Will johnny love him the same if he tells him what's been happening? Will he be agitated? Will he finally walk away from the whole mess Jaehyun feels like he is?

"Johnny." Before the blonde could register anything for himself, he starts to shake. His fingers are busy trying to grip tightly onto his clothes. I saw Jackson. Please do..."

"Jae do you need me to come home? I will try if you need me."

Johnny sounds so concern, but there is a problem in his tone Jaehyun could sense it. There is pity, pity for what he is.

"No but I need you to know that I'm not crazy. I have felt his cold skin, I have heard his voice, I have stared into his eyes. He say he nee.."

"Baby are you sure it isn't in your head? This doesn't sound like could possibly happen." Johnng c interrupts the younger. "I carried you to the house thar night. In the following morning I literally walked you onto the plane, that night happened. Now I think it's shock, you know what day is coming up right."

Jaehyun chokes out, "his birthday." After those words left his mouth he felt stupidity flow inside of him. Of course he is experiencing these hallucinations.

The way his therapist explained it makes perfect sense. Because he feels a lot of guilt he would bring Jackson back to life to correct something he couldn't. That means everything is fake.

"I'm so sorry."