❝ you were like silk chains. binding, choking and killing me but i'm still trapped in loving you ❞
loving and holding on was futile but, she still writes for her clueless amnesiac boyfriend. besides, what more can she lose from a tattered and wounde...
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black. everything was black and it felt like i was in an endless run, it was such a horrendous sight. everywhere i look is nothing but darkness.
where am i?
"jeongguk"
my ears caught a voice and it was so sweet, silky and inviting—who is it?
"jeongguk"
the voice sounded so familiar as my heart suddenly picked up a pace and i felt alive—her voice was so soothing but was laced with fear. the black area that surrounded my eyesight started to become painted with white hue— even a large television screen was beginning to appear and an image was starting to form in my vision.
"help me . . jeongguk"
the image suddenly became so clear—my mouth hang open as an image of a girl was seen crying on the floor, purely wounded almost everywhere and almost naked.
"jeongguk, help me"
the girl on the screen had her body draped with dirty white cloth tainted with red blotches, the piece of material looked a little bit worn out as a few cuts were seen on it. she was shivering and a few sobs escaped her mouth as her face faced floor. she looked so hopeless as she tried to cover everything only to fail.
what the fuck is happening.
"jeongguk"
the girl lifted her face and i almost felt like my heart was pierced with a knife as i finally saw who was the weeping girl—haine. when our eyes met, that was when i lost it. almost immediately too, tears inched to break free in the corner of my eyes.
this must be a dream right?
my heart swelled with so much anger as my feet led me to the screen, marching with hurry. why, what and who the fuck would do this insolence!
my hands futilely punched the screen, i trashed and kicked on it as i wanted to go to that other side to help her, hug her, comfort her and most of all to keep her safe but all of my efforts were put to waste as the screen wouldn't even have a single dent nor scratch on it.
"haine!"
my voice quivered and broke midway as the tears started to almost choke me. my knees felt like a gelatin, they betrayed me as i fell helplessly on the ground. i closed my eyes as i hope to finally wake up from this dream, please wake me up. i wanna see my girl.
"you pretty girl"
my silent prayers were cut short when a raspy voice was heard. my head lifted up and right there, i saw a man slowly walk to where haine was currently situated at. the man's back was the only thing i could make off but when my eyes trailed on haine's—i swear, if i could i would've already pounced on the man to death.
