Somebody Does Love

Healing

Helene and I sat at the breakfast table the next morning. Hannah's still sleeping. Helene stated that it was the longest Hannah had been asleep.

She refused to sleep after the incident, staying awake all night.

"You said my call saved her," I asked. "How?"

"She told the cops it was her alarm clock, but when I checked her room after we got permission, I found her phone and saw your missed calls.

Helene explained that Hannah just said it was her alarm clock, so her parents would not look at her phone.

Helene reached across the table and placed her hands on top of his. "I apologize for taking so long to contact you."

"It's okay, I understand,"I assured her.

"After seeing your calls and messages, I decided it might be okay to bring Hannah here," she said. "Had you a good night's sleep?"

I chuckled, saying, "I have to cover my eyes with a pillow. She became very upset when I turned off the lights. So we simply leave it on." I have to hold back a yawn.

She sighed, "Yes, she no longer likes the dark. Helene smiled as she said, "At least she let you hold her."

If holding Hannah helps her sleep at night, I would gladly do so for the rest of our lives.

When I returned to the bedroom, Hannah was already awake.

"Hi, sleepy head," I said, kissing her forehead. She looked at me and smiled.
"I have to go to work today. You, I touched her nose tip, eat your meals and take your medicine."

She wrapped her arms around my neck saying,"No. Stay!"

I climbed on the bed and pulled her up onto my lap. She hugged me tighter around the neck. I wrapped my arms around her. I wish we could stay this way forever.

I still have some time until the guys come to pick me up.

"Do you want me to bring you something?" I asked her as I stroked her hair.  

"Dumplings," she murmured softly against my neck. Her breath on my skin sent shivers down my spine. 

Helene called me from downstairs to tell me the guys had arrived. Hannah and I walked out the bedroom and downstairs  hand in hand.

I kissed Hannah on the cheek and waved to Helene as I rushed out the door. Hannah waved from the window as our car moved. 

"How is Hannah?"asks Jin hyung.

"She was not Hannah as we knew her."I responded, my voice tinged with sadness.

"Do not worry, hyung; she's strong. Everything's going to be alright," Jimin patted my knee.

We have rehearsals today, which will take several hours. Helene was keeping me updated on Hannah. She even sent me a photo of Hannah enjoying her beef bolgogi bibimbap,

which is a huge improvement given that she had not been eating well before coming to Korea.

Hannah was still awake when I returned home late that night. She was talking to Helene on the living room.

The guys got out of the car, said hello, and then left. I gave Hannah her dumplings, which she offered to Helene but declined because she is on diet. Hannah shrugged and said, "Okay," before happily eating it.

That night Hannah woke up screaming. She even struggled with me while shouting, "Do not touch me!" repeatedly.
I was sure she was having a nightmare. 

I gently cupped her face and said softly,"Hannah, look at me! It's me! It's me Yoongi!"

Is this what she has been going through?I asked myself. I wished I could suffer in her place.

She finally stopped struggling and looked at me properly. Her gaze fixed on my face.

"Yoongi,"she whispered.

Relief washed over me. "Yes, baby, it is me," I said, wiping away the tears in her eyes and tucking her hair behind her ears.

Hannah covered her face with her hands and sobbed. "I'm sorry! "I am sorry!" she said repeatedly.

I pulled her closer to me and hug her tightly,"Shhh, it's okay!"

"I am no longer your Hannah." I feel filthy.Somebody had touched me. I despise it. I despised how he held me."

"No, don't say that. Whatever happens, you will always be my Hannah." Hannah's state of distress breaks my heart.

Hannah relaxed after taking a sleeping pill. I lay awake, watching her sleep. I promised myself that I would do everything I could to make things better. Regardless of how long it takes.

Helene invited the guys over for lunch as we were given a break from rehearsals. Next day we will become busy with recordings. Hannah will hopefully be fine by the time of the concert. I would like her to be there.

When I asked Helene about Hannah's psychological therapy. According to the therapist, Hannah has been suppressing some memories. She only shares what she wants to.

Six months after, there was a significant changes in Hannah. She no longer wakes up in the middle of the night screaming.

I saw Helene watching Hannah and the others having fun with the x-box so I walked up to her.

"If she would just open up," Helene said, "we would know how to help her even more." So she can return to her normal self."

I pat her on the shoulder. Helene looked at me and smiled gratefully.

"I knew bringing her here was the best decision," Helene explained. "Thank you for helping my baby sister."

"I could only do what I could for her. I love her," I said, looking at Helene to show her my genuine affection for Hannah.

Helene chuckled, "You do not need to persuade me that much because I can see how you look at my younger sister. I also appreciate that.

Helene's gaze shifted to the group arguing over the remote control, and her expression softened.

I glanced over just in time to see Hannah laughing. It is the sweetest sound I have ever heard.