To The Moon: Escaping Reality

CHAPTER 5: MOON

I am inside my room, watching the moon through my window.

How can it be so beautiful? It looks stunning.

As I stare at it, I realized that loving Taeyong Oppa is like loving the moon.

I can only see him at night. I can only meet him at night but, he still seemed too far from my reach.

I can only show him my love at night, when everyone is asleep because my love alone can't save us from the eyes of the people when they are awake.

He is the moon. I am a firefly, then.

I can fly all day but I can only show how bright my light is during the night. When only the moon can see.

I picked up my phone and checked the time.

11:12 PM

I pouted. I missed it. I can't make a wish.

I thought too much about the moon.

Thinking about it again, I realized that one of my opponents is the time.

How I wish it would just stop while we are walking together but ironically, it seemed to pass by really quickly. Like an hour is just a minute.

I lied down on my head and just thought at least, Dream won't oppose to my love for the moon. I hope so.

As soon as I open my eyes the next morning, I felt a searing pain in my mind. I feel like it's going to break.

I groaned and covered my head with a pillow.  I want to ease the pain. It's breaking my head!

I closed my eyes while my hands are pressing the pillow on my head. Suddenly, out of nowhere, I heard a loud siren from an ambulance.

Where did it come from?!

Afterwards, I heard my own voice! How...?

I'm sure it's mine but why did it sounded like I'm in so much pain?

Another wave of pain took over my head.

It hurts so much. My grip on the pillow tightened, a tear fell from my eye and I voiced out what I heard from my voice I heard in my head.

"H-Help... "

"Yana! Are you okay?!"

My mom asked with her eyes full of worries.

I got up and sit on my bed. I'm feeling better than earlier.

"My head hurts earlier but I'm fine now." I said calmly. I don't know how to tell her exactly what happened.

"Are you sure? Maybe it's because of lack of sleep. You come home these past few days really late." Oh! She must've noticed it but it's not because of that. She shouldn't tell me to come home early cause I won't.

"You should come home early." She said with finality. No.

I felt my heart sank as I digest what she said.

If I'll go home early tonight, I will not see him. We will not meet.

"You should prepare now. You need to go to shool. You seemed fine." After what she said, she left my room.

Sorry, mom. I don't think I can do what you said.

My heart feels gloomy all day.