[[NO LONGER UPDATING]] From supernaturals (hybrids, mermen/maids, angels, butterflies, birds, bats, vampires, wolves, grasshoppers, robots, demons, bananas, whatever your mind or mine can come up with) to rocks falling in love.
From a simple kiss o...
I wrote this listening to Set Me Free by Taeyeon and I recommend listening to it while reading this :) ^ (also tissues if you're easily upset)
Kyungsoo POV
Let me go. Release me from these chains. Set me free. Then I'll be happy, for once.
Have you ever thought about how hard my life is? No, because you don't understand. I'm constantly reconsidering my life purpose, contemplating whether to give up or not.
My grades have dropped, I lie to all of my friends by acting like I'm okay so I don't hurt them, I can't trust anyone, I hate most of my friends but they're all I have, I'm weak but I act strong, my family gives me anxiety and I feel like they don't want me sometimes. I can't control any of this.
My lungs feel like a cage, it's hard to breath and my chest is heavy. I constantly have the urge to cry, for what reason? All of them.
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That's how I felt..until I met him. He changed everything and gave me this feeling...what was it? Love. I fell in love with him. He was my everything, but then he...he..."went away," as I like to call it..Not that I liked it, at all.
On our 1 year anniversary, we promised to meet at Namsan Tower. It was quite cold, but I got there early and waited...and waited...and waited...4 hours, was it? Then my phone buzzed, it was Baekhyun, Chanyeol's older brother.
From: BaekonBoi To: ParkKyungsoo 'Where are you?'
From: ParkKyungsoo To: BaekonBoi 'Waiting for Yeol at the tower...he was supposed to be here four hours ago...do you think he stood me up...?'
From: BaekonBoi To: ParkKyungsoo '...I'm coming to pick you up.'
From: ParkKyungsoo To: BaekonBoi 'Why? I can still wait, he might be busy.'
No reply.
After about 5 minutes, Baekhyun was stopped in front of me motioning for me to get in his car. I didn't budge. I didn't want to miss Chanyeol if he ever showed up. He got out, walked over to me and grabbed my wrist, pulling me up from my former sitting position on an iced bench. I jerked my hand away in protest.
"Why are you doing this?! Just come on, trust me." He looked like he'd been crying not too long ago and tears were beginning to reform. "No, he'll show up. He promised." I sat back down and let out a shaky breath due to my seat freezing over once again. "K-Kyungsoo...he's not coming." Baekhyun stuttered, letting a tear slip out from his puffy eyes. "Why not..? We've planned this for a month already...it was supposed to be special..." Is he blowing me off..?
"He's...he's in the hospital..."
Those words shot through me like a bullet through the heart. Baekhyun now had rivers flowing down his face and gave me the most apologetic look I've ever seen.
"He was hit.. by a drunk driver on his way here. The doctor says h-he won't last much longer..." He sunk to the ground and burst into tears in front of me. I took off running, tears streaming down my face, then freezing at the bottom. I ran, and ran, and ran as fast as I possibly could for miles across town to the hospital.
I stood there for a minute, deciding whether to believe it or not. It can't be true...but it has to be. At that moment, I stormed through the hospital entrance, demanding to see him. I didn't care if I caused a scene, I wanted my Chanyeol. "Where is he?! Where is Chanyeol?!" I stood there amongst the others in the lobby, bawling my eyes out, until a doctor escorted me to his room.
"You must be Kyungsoo? I'm doctor Kim, Kim Minseok." He smiled sweetly, but it gave me no comfort. "How do you know my name?" I sniffled. "He kept saying your name before he went unconscious, I was one of the doctors in his ambulance. Kyungsoo-yah? Sound familiar?" He questioned as we arrived at his room.
My quiet tears turned into ugly sobbing upon hearing that phrase. He used to call me that when he saw me, arms open with a big smile as I ran into them. He'd shower my head with soft kisses as he held me close. Those long hugs felt like they lasted milliseconds at that moment, I longed for just one more. One more hug, one more kiss. One more chance...
He lied there, almost lifeless. Bandage covering half of his arm, legs, head, and stomach. The sight of him like that killed me inside, I felt like my world was crashing down on me. It was my fault, if I hadn't asked him to meet up...if I hadn't even existed...he wouldn't be like this, not here, not now, not ever. Because of me...he ended up like that.
I walked over to him, taking his hand in mine. It was limp. "I'm sorry, hyung...it's all my fault..." I sobbed, staring at his closed eyes and expressionless face. I squeezed his hand tighter, hiccups and loud, inhuman, sounds escaping my mouth.
Suddenly, I felt him twitch and tighten his hand a little. He opened his eyes the smallest amount I've ever seen them. "K-Kyung..." His grip loosened and his head turned away, eyes still open but dilated. I knew what that meant. His machines began to beep and one, the most important one, stopped.
Doctors rushed in, including Minseok, and began performing CPR, using the defibrillator, doing anything possible to save him. After a while, they stopped, being unsuccessful. I was sitting in the doorway, broken down and heart shattered. This can't be real, I thought to myself. I curled up on the cold floor, not caring how dirty it was, and lied there scarred with tears rolling sideways down my face. "10:52pm, January 12, 2016." I heard one of them say. I'd completely forgotten it was my birthday...
Minseok came over and pulled me aside as they rolled him out of the patient room. We sat together on the floor, watching. "I had hope for him, so I thought if he woke up he'd want to give you this himself, but..." He pulled a box and a paper out of his pocket and held it out to me. I took it shakily and read it to myself:
"My dearest Soo, I'd like to make a promise. I promise to always make you happy, be your crying shoulder, and treat you like you're a prince ('cause you're my prince). You're my everything, Kyung, and I'd like you to promise me too. That you'll love me forever (insert blushing boyfriend) and maybe one day we can go to America and get married like you said that one time, aye? ;) I know you were joking, but I just thought...hahah. Anyway, when you accept this gift, you accept the promise, I hope it's not too much. 사랑해 my prince and happy birthday Kyungsoo :D <3<3<3"
My heart shouldn't have been able to break anymore than it was already, but I guess it was possible, because inside that box...he had promise rings. They matched, one slightly bigger than the other and they were the most beautiful things I'd ever seen besides Chanyeol himself.
They still are, except I only see one now. The other is with Chanyeol, he was buried with it.
I still cry sometimes, even though it was a year ago. Especially on my birthday, like today. But I'm not depressed. He's happy if I'm happy, I learned that from, Yixing, my counselor. If anything, I'm grateful for the time I had with him. Those beautiful, beautiful moments will always stay in my heart and hopefully his too. Maybe we'll meet in our next life...no, we will meet. I'm sure of it, because forever isn't just a lifetime, it's so much more, it's always.
Park Chanyeol, I will see you again and I will love you again. I'll just wait. Like I did that day at Namsan. Then we can go to America and get married, hmm? :') I like that idea.
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I moved it from the other story to lighten my load.
