Every night, it seems like a war goes on.
A war between sleep, Netflix, my computer and phone. It seems like Netflix wins each time. I was not aware, for some time, of my perturbed sleep. Eventually, I just stopped sleeping at all. It is now ten till three, in the morning that is. Sleep pooled behind my eyes, enticing my eyelids down. Bedtime approaches and sleep beckons me. I decide to end tonight's war and turn in for the night, storing my computer away and connecting my phone to its charger. I snuggled into my bed, nuzzling my head into my pillow. Slowly, deep sleep fell upon me.
"DOK DOK DOK"
I jump up, startled. Who could be knocking at this hour? The thought of it being my parents popped into my head, but I highly doubted it, they weren't scheduled to come back from their second "honeymoon" until July 25th, which is exactly two weeks from now. I sat there on my bed, just thinking to myself, hoping that if I disregarded the sound, whoever was knocking would deduce that whoever was home, was most likely sleeping.
But they didn't. The knocking only turned into pounding, which only made me more panicky. I finally made the decision to go and check who it could possibly be, since it was obvious they weren't going away anytime soon.
I slowly crept up to the door and peeked into the peephole. I was only able to make out the figure of a boy, but I couldn't distinguish who exactly he was because of the dark of the night. He continued knocking, but suddenly stopped. I watched him lean in closer to the door, "Y/N, It's me... open up," The vaguely familiar voice filled my ears. It was easy for me to realize it was Taehyung, or Tae for short, my neighbor and ex-childhood best friend. I say ex, like we "broke-up", but in reality we just happened to drift apart- he stopped talking to me when we were kids - deep down, I haven't forgiven him for pushing me away, but what can you do, we were just children. Now we only exchange glances and awkward hellos when we coincidentally leave our houses at the same time. I back away from the door, amused by the thought of him talking to himself if I were asleep by now.
The thought of him pounding on the door and waking up the whole neighborhood is what urges me to open it quickly for him. I can't help but look down when I open it, "What do you want?" I yawned.
"Y/N"
My eyelashes lift toward the boy addressing me. Up close I could now tell that his hair was still the same brown color, long enough to slightly cover a bit of his coal-colored eyes, it paired well with his sun kissed skin. Puberty had clearly done him well, better than me that is. He'd grown to be taller than me, and his voice was noticeably deeper. Of course, this was difficult to really focus on when the boy was covered in something, I couldn't tell what due to the darkness.
"Why are you all dirty?" I whispered. "That's a very good question," He croaked. It was 3 something in the morning, and there we stood in silence. "Can I come in? I need to tell you something.." He pleaded, I moved to the side, indicating that he could pass, he stepped inside. I quickly closed the door, locking it behind me, I watched as he just stood in the living room. I frantically reached over to clean up the empty soda cans and pizza boxes I had left out during my "vacation." I cleared my throat as we stood in the sounds of our own breathing and me picking up trash "Had I known I was going to have guests at three o'clock in the morning it wouldn't have been this messy..." I smiled up at him, he didn't smile back, had a look of worry on his face, maybe he didn't see me?
After I decided we had stood awkwardly in the dark for enough time, I turned on the lights and turned to him. The light revealed his blood stained clothing, and I couldn't help but jump back when I looked at him "What the hell?! Tae-" His eyes were red and face were pink, most likely from crying, I stepped closer to him "What happened? Why are you-" He put his hands on his face and began to cry "I messed up" He wailed "I really messed up"
I grabbed him by his upper arm "What are you talking about, Taehyung?" He looked at me slowly, his eyes wide with horror as he softly whispered "I killed him..."
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