We spent most of the night just talking. She wanted to know more about me and my life and I wanted to know about her, but since that was impossible, I tried to ask her simple questions, like her favorite color. She seemed to appreciate my attempt to get to know her even though it was harder since I had to teach her a lot of new things.
She showed me the maps she drew, and we talked a bit more about her urges when she sees something new or what happens in her mind when she fought those men.
The way she explained her fighting and survival skills was as if she already knew how to do it. Either instinct or programmed. She seemed to have a fascination with robotics and asked if she could be a trainee to maybe help me out with the library.
I tried to explain to her that there aren't many people who come here anymore she still wanted to learn and wanted to help those who might show up. She wanted to help me.
She did have an intelligent mind. I even tried to explain something to her and she caught on very quickly.
We talked and talked and eventually we both fell asleep.
...
I woke up surprised I didn't dream that horrifying dream of my past.
I woke up to warmth, my eyes still closed I was so peaceful I didn't want to fully wake up. Then I felt a slight movement on me.
I slowly opened my eyes and saw that we both had somehow fallen asleep holding each other. She felt so good, warm and soft. I then started to wonder how I might feel to her. My flesh wasn't the same at all. I was all robotic and synthetic. Maybe I felt cold, hard and uncomfortable. I gently shook my head. If I was uncomfortable she wouldn't still be sleeping in this position. Would I still feel so self conscious if I was still in my human body, if I was normal?
I thought about it and decided I would probably be self conscious about many different things.
I'm glad I'm allowing myself to feel. To truly experience this moment. I wish I could just stay like this forever but there's work that needs to be done. If she's ever going to feel safe.
What if she remembers her past life at some point and remembers she had a boyfriend or girlfriend. Someone she loves and want's to go back to them...
I wanted to smack myself in the face for thinking that.
It's her choice, her life. If that's the case and she wants to go back, she can. It's not like we're together... we just accidentally fell asleep in the same bed.
It might not mean anything to her.
I delicately removed her from me and I got out of bed. I looked at her laying there peacefully and then left the room closing the door behind me as quietly as possible.
When I turned around Tae was there, glaring at me with that expression like he caught me doing something I wasn't supposed to.
"You two have fun last night?" he winked and nudged me.
"It's not like that at all." I hissed. He lifted his hands up in the air as if to make himself look more innocent.
"What ever you say" he laughed.
I entered the elevator and he came in with me.
"Seriously though, what's up with you two?" He always asked simple questions, letting me know he is there to talk to me if I needed someone. I never actually took him up on his offers. Wow. Am I a bad friend for not opening up to him or to Jimin? They've always been here for me.
"I uh..." His eyes were wide, obviously not expecting me to respond at all. "I care about her." Yeah that's a great explanation. Why do I suck at expressing myself so much? oh wait... it's because I never do it.
He interrupted my internal argument and sarcasm.
"She seems to be fond of you too. I've never seen anyone tell it to you that straight in such a short amount of time. Most people are afraid of you at first. She's got a serious dose of braveness."
We got off the elevator and met up with Jimin in my office. I could tell he had looked through some of my notes. Was he trying to find something of mine?
"I need to tell you both something." I spoke.
We all took our usual chairs.
Jimin seemed a bit confused. "What is it?"
"Maybe you've noticed me space out here and there. Or I'll tell you I'm going somewhere for a while... The truth is that I think I've been hallucinating..."
"You mean you've been seeing Hoseok?" I guess Jimin found out somehow. "Yumi told me thinking it was something I already knew. Don't get mad at her."
"I'm not mad. I don't know if these hallucinations are real as in I might have some form of survivor's guilt and that's how I've been dealing with them, or maybe there's an actual problem in my brain from the trauma it's been through. But lately they've been so real, and he's been talking to me. Maybe I'm going crazy..."
"We'll do some tests and find out." Tae stated.
"I'm glad you told us Yoongi, we'll figure this out together. You don't have to be alone for this." Jimin smiled endearingly.
The bell to the front door of the building went off. We went to go see who it could be.
He must have pulled an all-nighter to be here already.
I unlocked the doors to let Jin in.
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