Fallen

A cry for help

Jackson's POV

Jaebum and Jinyoung bought me to their shared apartment after picking me up from Mark's and I's shared dorm. After settling my stuff inside the apartment I told the couple that I want to get some drinks to which they obliged. We drove out to a private bar owned by Jaebum's parents and booked ourselves a VIP room, we ordered a few beers and some snacks to accompany it with.

We already had a few drinks when I sensed the couple nudging each other, I know they wanted to know what happened but I guess they wanted me to make the move to tell them. "Jackson ah..." It was Jinyoung who spoke, for some reason it was always Jinyoung who breaks the silence, being the younger in the couple. He cleared his throat and continued "JB and I were just wondering, what exactly happened for you to break down like this?" "I'm out of time, Jackson is barely holding on I'm not sure how much time I still have," I replied as I lifted my glass to take a sip of my beer when my hands suddenly flickered and became transparent. I looked at it without any emotion and just continued to drink my beer. On the other hand, the persons beside me dropped their glass in shock. "This is not the first time these had happened," I explained. "It's getting more and more frequent these past few days; all that is happening here is not helping him to recover." I continued.

Mark's POV

Earlier that night

It was weekend and Youngjae, YugBam and I decided to hang out after classes at a nearby billiard and bowling center. Yugyeom and Youngjae are playing billiards while Bambam watched them. I was sitting on a couch by our table deep in thought.

A few days ago I had a dream, but unlike other dreams, these dream is so vivid it's as if it is real. In my dream I was in what seems like a hospital corridor, it was empty, lined with doors on both sides. I looked around to see if I can find anyone but all I see is an unending corridor both behind and in front of me. I started to walk forward unsure of where I am going.

I'm not sure how long I have been walking when suddenly a door materialized in front of me, unlike the other ones I passed by which is solid and doesn't have any means of finding out what's inside without opening them, this one has what seems like a glass window. Wheezing and beeping sounds can be heard from the other side of the door. I approached the door with caution, as I wondered who could be inside the room. I looked in through the window on the door and saw a typical ICU hospital room. Tubes and cords are sprawled on the floor, machines like breathing machines, Kidney machines, and monitors which checks the patient's heart rate, oxygen level, blood pressure, temperature and so on.

On the bed lays a patient and besides him, a doctor was checking his vitals. The doctor was positioned to where the patients face is totally covering it. After a while, the doctor finished his checking and proceeded to the door still blocking the patients face. I backed away as the doctor opened the door and asked. "Excuse me, where is this place?" As if he didn't hear me he continued on walking. I felt my blood boil with the sudden disregard so I grabbed the doctor, but instead of holding his wrist my hand just passed through him as if I was a ghost.

I stepped back out of shock and passed through the door, I composed myself remembering I'm in a dream, or at least I think I am. I slowly turned and look at the patient on the bed. I felt my knees became like jelly and lost my balance and fell to the floor as I saw the person on the bed. It was none other than Jackson. But how? I just saw him this morning and he was okay. I slowly stand up and walked towards the bed, tears filled my eyes as I saw Jackson almost lifeless on the hospital bed.

I held his hand and tried to call his name but no sound came out, I kept on calling him but no sound came out for me to no avail. As frustration on calling him got the best of me, I decided to just caress Jackson's cheeks with my free hands. Suddenly Jackson slowly opened his eyes and smiled at me, "I've been waiting for you," he said. Why are you waiting for me, we were just together this morning, I thought. "I thought you would never visit me, I have been holding on for too long Markiepooh, I'm tired, I can rest now that I saw you." With that Jackson closed his eyes and the machines started acting haywire.

I panicked and tried to call out to the doctors but still, no sound comes out of me. To my relief doctors rushed in as soon as they heard the unusual wheezing of the machines, I stepped aside and watched as they tried to revive Jackson. They tried CPR but it was not working so they tried the defibrillator on him. The moment the machine made contact with Jackson's skin I heard his voice saying goodbye as I was thrown off into darkness and I woke up from the dream.

I didn't realize that Yugyeom, Bambam, and Youngjae was already done playing until I saw Bambam's face a few inches from mine which made me back away. "Hyung, you okay?" YugBam asked in unison. "Yeah," was my reply. "You were spacing out for like five minutes, what were you thinking, that made you these distracted?" Youngjae asked. "Nothing serious," I lied. "Are you guys done playing?" I quizzed. "Yeah," they replied in unison."I'm tired let's head home," I said. I got up and grabbed my bag as the three of them followed suit.