DEVIANT HEARTS| HEESEUNG

23-The First and the last Taste

Chapter 23

I watched him from the CCTV room.

The results of the injection were out and Dr. Martin had emailed me the day before. The injection contained an amount of Methamphetamine. It's highly addictive and repeated meth use can also lead to aggressive or violent behavior and mood disturbances, including depression and bipolar disorder along with Ketamine that was used for his Bipolar Disorder- But it's primarily illegal to use it.

"Fuck this" I cursed under my breath, as I looked at the results of the analysis for the nth time. If my mind didn't betray her, I concluded that the injection was a new medicine or kind of drug- that they have been trying on prisoners who are conducted to death row, so that if something happens to them or suddenly feel sick or dead, they will not have anything to do because they were to be executed. But who was after this? the warden?

"Ugh." I sighed. I shifted my gaze to the monitors. I noticed struggling in Heeseung's sleep while his lips began to move with his eyes closed making me wonder what was happening to him. He was having a nightmare. I realized. Before I could step out of the monitor's room, I switched off the cameras of his cell, but what if something happened again?

It won't. I followed my gut and the guard until he opened the cell for me. I made myself in the cell. I felt like the floor would give out under my body mass. Every step is so light that I make no sound at all. I am so afraid yet still I come, walking softly forwards.

I approached him and began whispering his name lightly, but I couldn't manage to wake him up. Soon his skin was as the surface of a boiling stew. Beneath the thin skin bubbled toxins, the pains of his past leaving his blood, seeking release. And so it was. It was his dream, he couldn't believe his eyes. He didn't want to anyway. The image of that monster was haunting him in his sleep.

The adrenalin flew over my veins like a carp through the river, but I couldn't move a single muscle, not even scream. The absolute horror completely paralyzed me, and the more I thought about running waking him up. My eyes watched him struggle to breathe, ignorant of the images he was seeing inside of his head. Heeseung is shifting and paranoid in his sleep. My brain had shut down. I was clammy and there was the glisten of cold sweat. I wanted to shew his demons away.

My eyes were as wide as if someone was coming to deliver the fatal blow. Yet what I saw, no one else could see. I didn't know what to do, the sight in front of me made my mind shut. Maybe if I called Sunghoon, he would help me. But no, I knew that he wouldn't after he was the one putting the injection in him like some laboratory rat, but I knew that Sunghoon didn't know about the new medicine they were trying out.

"Heeseung." Whispering Heeseung's name again and again to wake him up and help him, was with zero results. I kneeled in front of him, as I began stroking his cheeks, calling his name softly. "Heeseung.. " I spoke as I drifted a single tear coming from him away from his left cheek, making my heartbeat for him more. Heeseung was crying- he was crying.

"Heeseung ... it's not real, it's just a nightmare .. wake up " Heeseung woke up as tiredness swallowed him whole. His ebony lashes fluttered and oblivion engulfed him. He lifted his hands, putting them on his head, clutching them. "I'm here " I pressured him as I put my hand on his shoulder, comforting him."I'm here with you, I won't leave you " At those words coming out of my mouth, he lifted his head to lock his eyes with hers. I noticed his sudden change in behavior when I spoke and I knew that I was affecting him. Heeseung shook his head as if he was battling voices in his head- well he was. Leaving the voices in his head, he blurted an unexpected question.

"What do you think about me, Miss West?" His question pulled me out of guard, suddenly I was in a daze. "I don't know how to explain it, I don't know how to explain you," I said as I glanced at his dark eyes. "I guess, I guess you're like the sun," I nodded my head towards him as my coffee breath hit his senses as if it was waking him up. "You strive to spread your light, but you're too afraid to rise."