A/N: BANG PD IS MARRIED IN THIS OKAY
Sihyuk POV
Tick-tock. Tick-tock.
It felt as if everything around me was signaling that time was running out. Sweat rolled down my forehead all the way to my chin as I battled the great exhaustion I was feeling as I ran and ran.
My drunken state had died down but a powerful headache had risen. The pain in my head was nothing compared to the pain I had in my heart knowing something could go terribly wrong.
I had to admit this was all my fault. Thanks to my idiotic actions, my best friend is now a widow.
I killed another human being. Actually...
2 human beings.
I ruined the chance of my best friend becoming a father too. But nobody will know the truth behind this ordeal. It was all an accident. I called the ambulance, and somehow was able to not be tested for alcohol. I can't risk the chance of being punished for my actions. I can't leave my girlfriend behind, and more importantly my mother.
Who might be in danger right now...
I stopped in front of the house in which I lived in for 18 years. It only took me about 5 seconds to catch my breath, but it felt like I was stalling for hours and anything could happen to my mother in those 5 seconds.
I sprinted throught the front door and everything seemed pretty normal as I walked around. I listened for any noise that could possibly give me a sign. I ran to the kitchen as I was able to catch on to the faint sound of the kitchen faucet.
I couldn't believe what my eyes were seeing...
There she was, pale and lifeless. Covered in stains of blood. Her signature smile nowhere to be found. I got on the floor, and caressed her face while desperately looking for any signs of life. But there was none. Tears filled my eyes.
"You could've saved me." I heard a voice say. My head started to pound even more.
"W-what?" I said, confused.
"You could've saved me!"
It was my mother's voice.
"You could've saved me!" She repeated.
"I know." I said crying.
"Thanks to you I'm dead!" My mother's sweet voice had become distorted, with an evil tone to it.
"I'm so sorry."
"It's your fault!" The distorted voice screamed, it was no longer my mother's voice.
"I'm sorry." I whimpered.
"IT'S ALL YOUR FAULT!"
"I'M SORRY." I opened my eyes, confused, yet relieved to see my room. I looked to my right, and saw my wife, Yeona, with wide worried eyes.
"Sihyuk! Are you okay? What happened?" She asked me worriedly.
"I-it was that dream again." I said as I heard Yeona sigh as she pulled me into her sweet embrace.
"Your mom? We already talked about this honey." She said sweetly.
"I know but I just can't help but feel guilty." I said on the verge of crying.
"I'm sure your mother would hate to see you torture yourself like this. I was able to see how much she cared about you, and she loved you so much."
Our attention turned to the doorway as someone entered. There stood Momo, our children's caretaker, who we saw as our own daughter, as she was barely 20. Her parents had kicked her out of their home when they found out she had been doing drugs. We took her in because I knew she was an amazing girl. She quickly recovered and is one of the top students at her university.
"Is everything okay Momo?" I asked.
"Sorry to bother you, but I think this is really important." She said, with a worried tone.
"What is it?"
"I heard the doorbell ring. I got kind of creeped out since I thought, who would ring the doorbell at 4 in the morning? I decided not to go open it but curiosity got the best of me. I looked through the peephole and was surprised to not see anyone. I still opened the door though, and when I look down, I saw this." She showed us a red envelope.
I got up and put on my reading glasses. I carefully opened the envelope.
I wanted to scream as I saw what it contained.
A/N: LMAO YES IT'S MOMO FROM TWICE. CAN YALL GUESS WHO SHE MIGHT BE PAIRED WITH??
ALSO I HOPE YALL ARE STILL BEARING WITH ME AND THIS STORY. I PROMISE I WILL UPDATE MORE ONCE IM OUT OF SCHOOL. THANKS FOR READING AND PLEASE VOTE.
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