Us Against The World - Jikook

25. I will look after you

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JUNGKOOK POV

Cold. Everything is so cold. I want to shiver, but I can't. I can't move my arms, legs, fingers, or toes. Nothing. I tried prying my eyes open, at least a little bit. Again, nothing.

Darkness. Trapped in total darkness. There's no light at the end of a tunnel. No shiny golden gates welcoming me with open arms. Nor did the angry flames of hell engulf me.

Alone. Completely alone in cold darkness with nowhere to go. Just me and my thoughts. Am I being punished be a higher power? Did I do something wrong in life that I don't deserve to go anywhere?

While being lost in my own self, a vibration surrounds me. Quickly increasing as if something is coming closer to me. Closer and closer until it suddenly stops right in front of me. But I don't see anything. Wait. I hear something, or someone.

"They're dead... all of them..." A faint voice spoke in disbelief. It is a voice I'm unfamiliar with.

"Shit! Why didn't you listen to me Jeon!? You fucking idiot!" Yelled another.

Hold on. I know that second voice.

U-uncle Park?

Does this mean I'm not dead? Am I a ghost or something? I don't understand. I'm becoming very aware of everything around me now. I'm conscious, just my body isn't functioning for me. I'm here, but yet I'm not.

"Boss. We have to leave. We can't stay here."

No! Don't go! 

I want to yell to them. But nothing is coming out. I try with all my might to move something, anything. Nothing is happening.

"Y-you're right. Let's go." My uncle sighs. And that is when I feel the vibrations again. They are walking away. 

I don't want to die like this, a cruel slow lonely death. Stuck in a dark abyss.

Please! Don't leave me! 

I plead in the darkness, one last time. Hoping for some sort of miracle. Praying, to whatever higher power that is above, for something, anything.

The feeling of defeat comes seeping into my soul, until one set of vibrations stops. They didn't move for a few seconds before they begin to come closer to me once again. Only this time, I felt them get even closer. Their body heat is radiating toward me, taking some of the coldness away. I was not aware of a lone tear that escaped my eye at this moment, which caught the attention of one that came back.

"B-boss! The boy! He's still alive!"

Relief. 

Thank you.

"Get the boy to the hospital, now!"

My body is swiftly picked up and rushed down the stairs and out the house. Upon putting me in a vehicle, I blacking out once again. Becoming oblivious to what is happening around me.

- - -

Again, I become aware of my surroundings. But as before, only my hearing senses are working. Listening to those who are near, but only being able to pick up pieces of their conversation.