betray - jinson

reunion

I'm sorry, it's been months but I'm back :-) hahah school is, as per usual, hell and I wanna kill myself. enjoy~

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  jinyoung

I couldn't help but wonder whether Jackson was human or not. And I also couldn't help but wonder whether I knew him before, it was so easy for me to speak to him and usually I find it difficult to open up to just anyone. Sometimes I couldn't even tell my boyfriend things.

I watched as Jackson was acting out a scene with Bambam, the both of them were laughing hysterically after Bambam accidentally tripped over the leg of a table, which was not part of the script. The director shook his head disappointingly but you could still see the small smile he tried to cover. I wasn't able to concentrate on anything, my head started to pound as I heard faint voices. It didn't come from here, it felt like an old memory. It was hard to decipher what was said, but as I tried to focus, it became a little clearer.

"I have to go, and I'm never coming back."

"Never?"

"I'll be gone by midnight."

"Where are you even going?"

"Don't ever try to search for me or contact me."

Suddenly the voices stopped and I couldn't hear anything. My eyes were closed and my head continued pounding. Suddenly, in the faintest of whispers, I heard him again:

"I'm sorry, Jinyoung."

I waited a little longer, hoping something would happen. I don't know what I was waiting for, but I felt like if the conversation continued, I could find out who it was that spoke to me.

I understood what happened, that seemed very clear after a few minutes of thought. Someone was leaving me, someone I cared about deeply. And whoever it was sounded as if he was being forced to go.

"Jinyoung!" Someone had shouted my name, letting me out of my rollercoaster mind. I looked up to see Jackson watching me with cautious eyes. Then I looked behind him where the whole crew were staring at me, scared. "Are you okay?" Jackson asked, taking slow steps towards me. I eyed him in confusion, wondering why he asked such a question.

"Of course I'm okay, why wouldn't I be?" I let out a small laugh, trying to lift the mood. He knelt down beside me and lifted my right hand. At the contact of his skin, I felt goose bumps run down my arms and a shiver down my spine. It made me feel dizzy, but I still enjoyed the feeling. But then when I looked at my hand and saw blood covering it, my eyes widened in shock as I tried to cover it quickly. The glass in my hand broke and I didn't even notice. If I continued sitting here, he'll see that my hand is now fully healed without a trace of a scar.

I stood up and dashed to the bathroom, hoping - praying - that nobody was following me. I continued running with my head down, footsteps behind me became louder each second. I looked back but suddenly stopped as I realised where I stood. The never ending trees littered everywhere, most of them dead with dried leaves hanging helplessly on the branches. I was back here; back in the forest where I dreamed of. Dreamed? Was it even a dream?

I froze in my place, wondering how on Earth I ended up here. As I looked ahead of me, I could've sworn I saw a figure but it quickly disappeared. I heard crunching leaves behind me so I turned quickly, afraid of what could be there. But nothing. I wasn't even able to smell anyone... or anything. There wasn't a single noise apart from the light rustle of leaves in the wind.

Again, I heard the dead leaves crunching. So this time I turned even faster, hoping to see at least something. And to my amazement, there was an abandoned looking cabin before me. I felt my heart racing, wondering what I should do now. Just as I decided to maybe check what's inside, a small person ran past me so quickly I didn't get to see his face.

"Jinyoung-ah! Come out quickly, I have a present for you!" Said the boy who ran, his back was faced towards me but I could still see he held something in his hands.

Someone walked out of the small door of the cabin, someone that looked awfully a lot like me from the pictures of when I was younger. I wasn't an idiot to think this was real, and I wasn't an idiot to not realise this was an old memory. But I don't understand why they're suddenly coming now, first the voices and now this? What is happening?

"Here you go." Said the boy, handing my younger self a teddy bear. The two small figures disappeared like ashes but the cabin in front of me stayed - almost as if inviting me in. My brain said don't, but my feet didn't listen.

I stood in front of the rotten door, my hand trembling slightly as I pushed it open. It made no creaking sound as I had expected. It was so quiet I could actually hear my blood flow. When I entered, I saw a small boy staring at me from the top of the stairs. His head was tilted to the side, watching me in confusion. He looked about seven, his skin was translucent and there seemed to be smoke coming off them.

"Who are you?" He asked me. I realised he was a ghost, one who looked very lonely. I didn't know what to say, how exactly am I supposed to reply to that?

"I'm Jinyoung." And this kid is supposed to know who I am by me telling my name, of course. This is why I consider myself an idiot.

"Jinyoung? Park Jinyoung?" Wow, he really does know who I am by my name. Is he a fan of mine? I mean, that would be cool. But if he was then how did he not recognise me in the first place? Suddenly the boy was in front of me, and he transitioned to an older version of himself, around my age I'm guessing.

"Yeah... that's me."

"Do you not recognise me?" He asked, hurt.

"Did I know you?" I knew a ghost? What? Ghosts were the hardest species to approach, they've always preferred ignoring others who aren't... well... the same as them. I was also a little scared, my mum did tell me anybody who aren't angels are evil and I should never get close to them. But this ghost... he just had an aura of friendliness... it's like my mum's words disappeared from my rain of thoughts.

"Yugyeom? Kim Yugyeom. Have you already forgotten your friend? Is that why you never come anymore?" He tried to joke, but the pain in his eyes was clear.

"I... We were friends? You and I?" He nodded. "Seriously?" That last one was supposed to be said in my head but I didn't realise the word was rolling out after it did. I was friends with a ghost? Should I believe him? After hearing all the stories my mum told me about them... they didn't sound like the type to get friendly.

"You're joking right?" He, once again, laughed. He was confused, I was confused. And I realised I haven't told him about my long lost memories.

"I have amnesia... I don't remember anything that happened to me before I was 18. So if we were friends, I'm sorry I couldn't remember you."

The door behind me opened quickly, followed by a loud "Yugyeom!"

When I turned around to see who it was, I was unbelievably shocked to see Jackson standing there. He froze suddenly, his eyes wide.

"Jackson! Wow, it's like a sudden reunion today! I've missed the both of you so much, where the hell have you guys been these past few years?" Yugyeom said, coming in between the two of us. 

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a.n

alright I really seriously do apologise for not updating in soooo looong and this chapter is way too short which I am also very sorry for... ughh I don't even know when I'm going to update next please don't hate me :-)