Sweet Dreams

Guilt

Whimpers and quiet sobs echoed through the hospital hallway. Two bodies were carried hurriedly. One dead and the other fighting for life. Two men. Crying loudly running after the doctors that were pushing tray beds. Once the doctors entered the emergency room the two men collapsed on the ground. Both of them fought neverending streams of tears.

The news of another death by sleep of a young girl spread fast. The doctor once again can't explain the cause of death and so once again police has decided to leave the case opened leaving her parents hopeless. A young smart beautiful girl lost her life and noone can explain her parents how or why. The other girl was a different story. She still hasn't woken up. Two weeks passed and  noone visited exept for one young man who was by her side every day. He would always wipe her sweat off of her forehead read to her or just hold her hand in silence. Day by day he looked paler skinnier and more tired.
He stood up and leaned above your small body. His eyes were fixed on your face as he slowly inspected each detail of your face. Sighing he burried his face in the crook of your neck and slowly his body collapsed next to yours. Tucking you under the cowers he hugged you close to him caressing your arm
" Y/n .... wake up... you have slept enough... wake up ... please... " he whispered quietly and tears welled up in his eyes. He began pecking your lips, cheeks, nose eyes but you wouldn't open your eyes. In the evening doctor walked in the room
" alright then I think you should lea- " he was stopped mid sentence when he saw the couple sleeping side by side peacefully. He was fully aware Taehyung couldn't sleep for days and shook his head sighing in defeat. Without kicking him out he closed the door behind him and told the nurses that he already left.

You slowly opened your eyes when the first rays of sun hit your face. Squinting you burried your face into the warm pillow and sighed as you listened to the heartbeat. Wait... heartbeat ? From a pillow. Your head shot up and there you saw him. Taehyung was sleeping soundly next to you with his face burried in pillow. Quier snores escaped his lips and he nuzzled his face deeper into the cowers. A smile spread on your face as you lied back down next to him adoring his features. You brushed his bangs out of his face and sighed
' how can a human be so handsome..? ' you thought. Your eyes moved to his lips and you softly pecked them. Another peck and another, the third peck turned into a slow soft kiss that Taehyung returned. His hands slid around your waist and on your cheek. Unlike other kisses this was so slow and gentle. It felt like heaven whenever his lips brushed across yours. Once you parted he gently took your head in his arms and hugged you closer sighing deeply.
" what happened..." your sore voice echoed through the room and you could feel Taehyung's grip on your waist tensed up.
" You woke up and you couldn't breathe... I had a bad feeling during the night and when I went to check on you I found you struggling..." he whispered with low raspy voice that sent shivers down your spine.
" What about Zoey ? Did she not hear me ? "
Silence.... Taehyung didn't answer you.
" Tae..." you looked up at him and his eyes glowed. They were filled with tears and small sobs left his lips. You were confused. Why was he crying
" Taehyung where is Zoey ? " you slowly sat up and so did he
" Zoey is...." he trailed off as he looked out of the window avoiding your gaze. Your heart started beating rapidly and throat tightened.
" She is gone..." his words still echoed in your mind. No. She is not
" She is another victim of the dream death... and you were almost one as well." He finished and you almost choked on breath. This is not true.... this is not true. You stood up and took few steps back before you ran out of the room crying. You ran through the hallways towards the exit when suddenly hands wrapped around you. Without looking up you slapped the person across his cheek and pushed him off of you. You tried running again but another pair of hands wrapped around your waist holding you tightly. You looked up with teary eyes and you were met with a face that was filled with sadness and worry. Jimin sighed loudly and then hugged you closer to him. You looked behind you and noticed Chanyeol with red puffy eyes and cheek. He was the one who you slapped. You were so confused. Turning back to Jimin you started to slam your fists on his chest trying to free yourself of his hold but he did not even budge. A group of doctors approached you and together with Jimin they carried you back to your room where Taehyung was still seated on the bed looking at the ground as tears rolled down his cheeks. He will never forget the image of a hopeless girl and the sight of her face loosing life under his hands. His shoulders trembled and his hands once again found their way in his hair pulling them out of frustration. Once you entered you jumped next to him on the bed and he almost immediately wrapped his hands around you.

It was truth. Chanyeol explained everything to you. If it were not for Taehyung you would have died as well. After the visiting hours ended everyone left and two police officers alongside a prosecutor entered your room.
" Hello miss Y/n how are you doing ? " the prosecutor gave you a soft smile and sat down next to your bed as he picked up your hand in his. You didn't reply. You just looked up to him meeting his eyes with your tired red ones.
" I am so sorry about what happened to your friend... but if you cooperate with us... we might find out how to save other people in the future. " he then stood up and began to make his setup. After he was done he aimed the camera on you and pressed the record button. You bit your lip and looked down as tears welled up in your eyes again. You felt so useless... you didn't know anything.
" So Y/n please tell us what happened ? What were you doing before you went to sleep? What happened once you woke up ? "
They asked questions and you answered it all. But it was not enough.
" So lately you would wake up with an injury somewhere on your body ? " the prosecutor asked with his brows furrowed.
You nodded your head in response and gripped the sheets
" Yes... it started about a month ago when I woke up with fractured thumbs on my left foot... ever since I have been waking up with injuries on my body. " the prosecutor nodded and sighed before he turned the camera off
" You seem tired... so let's leave it for later so you can rest now.." he stoop up and you thanked him. After two weeks you have finally been released from the hospital. Chanyeol came to pick you up and helped you get in your apartment. Together the two of you visited the graveyard. You made your way up to a new grave that was cowered with thousands of candles and bouquets of flowers. Your eyes moved to the sign on the grave
' here rests Zoey Jeon, a woman that was loved by everyone and returned to the lord at the age of 24 ' your legs turned jelly and you fell down to your knees on the rough ground scratching your knees in the process. You still couldn't believe it. Zoey was gone and she was never coming back... Chanyeol crouched down next to you and grabbing your shulders he hugged you close to him. His exhale was shaky and you felt hot tears dropped from his eyes on your shoulder. The two of you just sat there for almost an hour before it got cold and you had to go back to the dorms.

" are sure you will be alright by yourself ? Maybe I should call Taehyung ? I don't want to leave you alone..." Chanyeol leaned on the frame of your door looking at you with worry written over his face
" Ever since I woke up I couldn't rest properly because someone was always with me. I need to be alone to rest up a bit and get my thoughts together..." you smiled and he nodded before he stepped back from the door. You closed it and slowly turned around. Without turning the lights on you walked to Zoey's bed. All her plush toys were gone along with her fluffy blanket. Every trace of her was gone. Sighing you made your way to the shared bathroom. The cold tiles tickled your bare feet as you made your way to the sink and leaned down on it. You were too scared to look up. The doctors have told you in what state they found you. You touched the side of your face and sighed closing your eyes. You truly were missing your ear. Finally you gathered the courage to look up and there you saw it. You were looking at yourself in the dark room. Your hair was a mess and face was tired with dark eye cirkles. Your lips were dry and chopped. You looked to the side and touched the area where your ear used to be. Then you stopped once you noticed something you didn't see before. You hurried to the light switch anf turned it on to see properly. You touched your neck inspecting it. Are those.. hickeys?