Sequel to Let Me Love You || BTS Fanfiction
"Why am I in love alone, why am I hurting alone? I need you"
They missed her laugh
They missed her smile
They missed her touch
They missed her voice
They tried letting go, yet she still lingers.
It has bee...
"She's the puppet whose strings are attacted to her heart"
Alive but dead to her every breath
Empty and controlled
Valerie's POV
Darkness. That's all I saw. Just a murky space that streched for as far as I can tell, the light's blinded and no longer set for my eyes to see. I'm alone and cold, as if the whole temperture was dropped around me as I stood there, looking for any source of light, but none came to my aid.
If I'm dead, at least let me see what hell really looks like!
I mentally yelled at myself, though it seemed to boom across the open space, causing echos to bounce back towards me, getting louder with each moment I spent here. My ears ringing non-stop whilst I closed my ears in hopes to sustain the vexatious sounds, but instead a huge force just shot its way through me, making me fall straight backwards onto the ground in pain.
"Umghh" I winced with my eyes shut due to how bad it felt, making me wished that this is all nothing but a nightmare, a really terrible nightmare. Yet that thought only lingered for a while as I realized that all of this felt too real to be a mere dream. This is definitely something else, something deeper.
It felt like a hundred-NO-thousands of needles just fell from above, sticking onto my body and poked themselves deep into my flesh, sparing no glimpse nor signs of ending anytime soon. There's no use, no matter how hard I tried to ignore it. It burns.
And it didn't stop there.
Slowly, I began to feel myself being lifted up from every different angles that I was poked in. As a tangy red liquid were barely being contained by my skin that kept everything else together. My breathing became shallowed, though my visions were still clear while I watched how my own blood was gushing out small droplets. My arms, my legs, my neck. They all moved in sync with the bloodified strings attached to them, almost like a puppet show thing. Only this time,
I'm the puppet
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