Life Goes On [BTS X ARMY]

Chapter 32

The slow ticking of the clock was what reached my ears first, followed by the soft dripping of liquid, and then the tiny clicks of what I assumed was a monitor. Slowly but surely, my eyes peaked open, and it was then that the pain building in the nape of my neck hit me, for the position I had been in was to straining for my poor neck.

My head had been buried between my elbows on a bed, and when I picked my head up, it took my a while to notice my surroundings.

A pitch white room. Blinding lights. A clock ticking rather too loudly. Saline dripping from an IV bag. The heart rate monitor behind me. And the person lying on the bed before me.

Grandma.

Why is grandma here again?

I stared at her for a full minute, my brain having seemed to have shut down during my sleep as it now trued to get back on track, jumbling up memories that strangely didn't feel like my own.

The memories from my childhood seemed awfully strange, with people in it that I don't recall meeting until I just woke up. Everything feels strange.

Including the moisture on my face.

Eyebrows furrowed in confusion I raise my gand up to my face, feeling the wetness in my check and the liquid stick to my finger tips. Tears. I was crying in my sleep.

Why was I crying in my sleep?

So caught up in my own world of thoughts that it takes me a while to notice something about the room that I hadn't noticed before. A TV. There, it seemed like some sort of Jews was being reported, but no words seemed to reach me as the TV was on mute, but I didn't need to hear to know what the man was saying. I could read the headlines.

"Legendary boy group BTS member Jeon Jungkook, passes away at the age of 83."

What...

With my lips parted, I get to my feet cautiously, feeling the calm rhythm of my heart pick up pace as I inch closer to the TV, trying to see if I had read it right.

Jeon Jungkook. BTS Jeon Jungkook.

He died... at the age of... 83? Now? Today?

Wasn't he dead decades ago?

"Wh-what?" I look away from the TV, staring at anywhere and everywhere at the same time I stumble on my steps hands reaching up to grab my hairs as a searing pain hits my temples, earning a sharp wince from.

The pain only intensifies, making my knees go week from the built up torture and that us enough for me to sink to the floor, tears stinging my eyes as flashes of memories, or incidents pass through my mind like a reel left to roll on it's on, going faster and faster and igniting a fire in my head.

"Ugh!" I grown out in pain, trying my best to ease it but oh dear did it hurt like hell. It hurt like the weight of the world was on my shoulders. Like the earth had swallowed me whole. Like I was stranded in a vast and endless desert. Like there was no future for me.

No future...

A... future. A promise of the future.

A promise that I made. What promise did I make?

What did I do that I-

And then I screamed.

With my thoughts being interrupted by the scream that was torn out if my lungs, I felt it come to me, not slowly and smoothly, but in a rush, like a tidal wave of tsunami, crashing down on me with uta heavy weight.