I stared in the mirror.
I was really tired.
I was being plagued by nightmares.
All I wanted to do was sleep.
"Miss Annabelle?"
I want my dad to come home.
I look terrible.
I feel terrible.
"Miss Annabelle!"
I jump a little at my name being called. I turn around to whoever was calling it.
"I'm sorry, please forgive me. I was-"
"Miss Annabelle, please go rest. Just sit down for a while. Do you need another day off?" Mrs. Park was worried.
I shake my head. "No ma'am."
"Then please, sleep."
The boys were onstage performing at the moment, so I guess it wouldn't hurt if I took a small nap. But I was afraid.
I sat down on the couch and closed my eyes.
And almost immediately, I fell asleep.
*****
I didn't have any nightmares.
I was so happy because of that.
But when I woke up, I was laying down on the couch, a pillow under my head, and a blanket covering me.
The room was empty of people. The light was still on, but I was by myself.
Again.
"You're awake." A voice says.
I sit up quickly, and I look around, and I see Yoongi.
"Mr. Yoongi, hello... Where is everyone? What time is it?"
"It's around 12:40 AM. Everyone is out eating, but I wasn't hungry. Jungkook was worried about you, so I told him I would make sure you were alright."
Jungkook was worried about me...
"Have you been sleeping at all? How about eating? We've all noticed that you've gotten worse. What's going on?" Yoongi questions.
"I-I'm fine, Mr. Yoongi. Please, just worry about your own health, it's more important than-"
"My health is not more important than yours. Everyone's health is important."
I pull the covers off of me and stand up and stretch.
I haven't slept that well in weeks.
"Miss Annabelle, what is going on?"
"Mr. Yoongi, I really don't see how this is worrying you, or why you should care-"
Yoongi stood up and looked me in the eyes. I was frozen in his gaze for a few moments.
His eyes are so beautiful...
"I just- Just tell me. Please." Yoongi had never said please to me before.
I stared at the ground.
"I just have nightmares, is all." I say.
Nightmares about the car crash and dad dying and being left alone and having no one and-
"And they're so bad that you cannot sleep?"
"Mr. Yoongi, it doesn't matter. I need to go home now." I turn around and start to walk away, but I feel Yoongi gently grab my hand.
