Moonstruck || jungkook FF||

One

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I opened my eyes as I groaned in pain that struck my head only to see the white ceiling with slight unknown marks.

I made my backbone to support me as I stood up grasping what just happened.

I recollected everything.... this is the same mansion.

It was nearly 3:15 in the clock right hung in the hall which was clean. Seeing this hall this clean gave me goosebumps. I looked around to recall where should I head to now.....i was all alone here with no one by my side in this lonely house.

I looked to my right to see familiar stairs as I started walking upwards. I saw a room at my right as I opened it. It creeked open the door.

I unknowingly headed towards the cupboard standing right in front of me.

Why is everything so familiar was the only thing repeating in my head.

I opened the cupboard and there were only a bundle of papers as I snatched one out of it. Last time I visited this mansion I read the paper right above it.

He placed the knife on her neck in intention to tear open her throat but a small girl appeared out of nowhere which distracted him and the woman left the place running towards the girl and picked her in her arms and tried to run away but the door knob never opened

This story seems familiar... have I heard it before?

I was lost in my thoughts when I felt a presence behind me. I could hear deep breathing in my ear as I slowly turned to see no one just a empty room. I half turned and looked back again to feel something similar and i saw that horrible image staring into my eyes with a knife in its hand as it was about to stab me and I choked on the air and jumped behind in horror.

I clenched the bedsheets as I woke up with the same old horrible nightmare. Same old face; same old place; same old memories.

Sweat was dripping down my forehead as I breath slowly but deep and heavy as the oxygen in my surrounding wasn't enough for me to survive at this very moment.

I need help I thought to my self as my body was almost giving up on me.

I wanted to scream; shout at the top of my voice and ask for help but my occupied mind wasn't letting me to speak, not letting a single word go out my almost choked throat.

I was again imagining it.... again.

That face was visible; her face, the one with dark circles under her eyes and bruises all over her face, her mascara spread all over her cheeks bacause of the amount of tears she let out that night. I could clearly see the metal vase with that aesthetic design; I could see the cupboard... I could see that box , that file the papers on which incidents were inscribed.

I could see the ticking of the clock as every second passed by; I could see the exact time that was 3:32 on the clock; I could see myself standing far away from her; I could see the blood puddles all over the floor as one of them contained my own blood. I could clearly see her bruised structure.

Suddenly sounds were heard in my dull mind. The sound was familiar. I could hear 4 of them but nothing was clear this time.

"No"

"Jungkook save me!"

"Dare you touch her"

The fourth voice wasn't clear to be heard. It was a whisper.

My body wasn't supporting me even a tinch this second. I needed oxygen I need help but I can't ask for one now... at this moment.

I looked for the oxygen mask as I messed up with the counter near me with my shivering hands to look for one and ended up breaking 2 to 3 bottles placed on the counter but not finding what I actually needed.

My blurry vision spotted something familiar at a particular distance.... that's what I was looking for.. the oxygen mask.

I extended my hand to reach but it was equal to impossible to me to do that. I stretched out my arm as far as possible but ended up rolling down the hospital bed with my hands landing in the pieces of broken glass.

Everything suddenly went silent like sound never existed. My vision became more blurry as I stared at my hand only to see red liquid oozing out of it with slight lines visible.

The door in front of me open and a lady dressed in white entered but I was able to hear nothing... literally nothing.

I could here slight screech of someone calling out something like doctor but it was to light to be even heard. I saw people running toward me as trying to pick me up but my body had already gave up I wasn't able to move still expecting someone to supply air and support it.

Something stingged my arm. At that moment a little sound escaped my choked throat as I felt satisfied.

I was slowly placed on the bed as my eyes stared at the empty place thinking about the nightmare which make me recollect unwanted memories. My already blurry vision blurred a bit more and more and more.

Finally everything went black...

"You weren't moonstruck" was what the fourth whisper said.

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