Foreword | Back-Up Memories

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"MIRA! YAH! CHOI MIRA! WAKE UP! You can't do this to me... I'll... I'll not let anything happen to you... I know that you can hear me!

So, please... Please... Wake up!

Mira-yah..."

He screamed louder than the pouring rain as his voice cracked in despair. Even in that dizzy and almost unconscious state, I could sense him panicking in fret and fear. He was definitely crying and that thought alone broke my heart into a million pieces. He cried harder, calling out that name.

My name, I supposed...

My hands held the steering wheel tightly when the vehicle moved forward with a dangerous creaking sound, louder than the blaring thunder. The jeep was hanging halfway through the cliff as I could hear him scream and cry his heart out. He was begging me to stay still. But I couldn't.

A sudden fear engulfed my mind at that tragic moment and I felt myself break more. The fear of not being able to see him again. It was overtaking my sanity and all I could think of was him. And regardless of the consequences, I wanted to see his face, one last time.

And I was well aware of what was next.

I turned around to have one last glance at the boy who made my heartbeats race every single time. At that moment, I could feel my soul yearning to treasure his face as my final memory.

Not knowing what I was about to do, he kept crying out my name while he struggled with all his might to hold the jeep back from moving anymore further. I was a heartbeat away from meeting his gaze for the last time.

Right then, it happened.

The jeep went off the cliff with a strike of lightning and the loudest thunder.

I jerked up in shock when the scenes from the dream came rushing to my senses.

"What the??"

I sighed wiping the usual stream of teardrops that always followed that dream. That very same dream that I've been having every single day of the past five years and it always ended with the fall before I could manage to see his face.

Who was he? Why was he calling me, Choi Mira?

What kind of a dream am I recalling...

Or...

Is it a memory that I'm not remembering...

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Read at your own risk pls. Extreme cringe warning because this was written years ago when the author was just an and hopeless VIXX Fangirl (still hopeless fangil tho)  💛

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