Paper Hearts|| NCT Jisung [HIATUS]

Chapter 11 - You Will

I feel a warm liquid on my cheek. The salty water enters my mouth. I am unable to tell who it belongs to. My tears or theirs. Once more I try to pry open my eyes, however they open in a different place to where I expected. I am looking onto myself, a bleeping machine next to my body. I look around and see a clock. The time is 2:00pm. I die in half an hour.  I look across at the bed to see myself laying cold and still, I can see my cheeks have sunk and already began to grey. 

Chenle and Jisung are sat by my body. I walk over to them Chenle is crying over my body and is whispering to me.

"Talk to me Yuna," it's Chenle talking to me. I hear the whisper in my ear as if I was in my body. "Please I miss your voice," he sobs. I want to respond, I want smile, I want to tell him I'm alright and that I want to respond to him. I walk over to my empty lifeless body. I know I'm not dead yet but I am practically and empty shell already. I try to touch my own body to see if I can enter into it. I lift my finger.

"She moved," Jisung says, Chenle stand quickly. Jisung turns as he begins the sentence, "quick get the," but Chenle has already run out.

"They really do love you don't they," I hear a voice from behind me. I don't remember this happening formerly. I don't want to turn round. "You're lucky, they will keep you going Yuna. You deserve to keep going." 

"Do I really?" I question looking at the boy crying with happiness. "My pain makes them sad yes, but if they didn't know me they wouldn't feel sad in the first place."

"Trust me Yuna," a hand is put on my shoulder. "Keep going." I look down to see a hand with skin crinkled and crisp. It is peeling off and bone under is showing. There's a charred edge to each fold of red and raw flesh. The hair has been more than singed, it's been completely removed and all thats left is the burnt flesh underneath. The texture was rough against smooth skin. I feel as though I can trust this entity even though it's appearance is not the most desirable. I turn to face it, wondering what it is, however there is nothing there even though I have a lingering feeling of touch on my shoulder.

"Yuna," I hear Jisung say and turn to observe what is going on behind me. My eyes are still shut and Jisung's face is longing for me to be okay and just get up hug him. I can hear shallow breathes coming from my mouth. "I was worried about you," those words ring true and make me think of when I was younger. "I'm always worried about you. Always have been worried."

"Jisung," I breathe out my eyes open just very squinted, however they close straight away. I form a small smile on my lips, but it seems like a forced one that is trying to be happy but no longer is capable. "I remembered you."

"I remembered you too," the voice comes back, it is trustworthy yet haunting. "All I ever did was remember you. All I ever wanted was to talk to you again, but I shouldn't be talking to you yet Yuna. You should still be with them." I sigh. "You remember losing someone you love and the pain it caused you. Don't let it happen to them too." I walk over to myself and start shaking it seeing if I can reenter once more.

"Her hearts broken again," Chenle yells I start shaking myself more vigorously and my hand begins to sink in and reform a connection to my body. 

"I thought she was fine" Jisung says. The doctor walks round and hits into my pushing me out of my body again.

"You need to try harder Yuna, you need to get back," the voice tells me again. Two charred hands are placed on my back and push me at my body once more. I try to move the sheets off my feet so I can enter from there. "You can only touch your body Yuna. try to go in from the hands again." I notice that my breathing rate should be increasing however I am not taking in any air unlike before my body has died and I need to get back in again. "Hurry Yuna." I see Jisung crying over my body as the doctor announces my death. Chenle leaves the room unable to handle my death. The doctor agrees to leave Jisung alone with me and make sure Chenle is okay. 

"Is this how you felt?" I ask the voice. "Did you get this same experience when you died?" 

"No," he answers. I turn around to see him. His face has lost all individuality and is bright red flesh leaking out of a black skin. There's no blood in in the face anymore and his eyes have been completely melted away so all that is left is a hollow into his skull. The greyed bone of his skull is visible around the eye sockets. The hair on his head has been disintegrated just like on his hands. The posture is not upright but bent over and a large piece of bone is protruding from his back. I begin to cry upon seeing him and the bottom of his rib cage hanging out of his burnt flesh that has melded with the material in his clothes. "I didn't get the second chance at life that you've got Yuna, and I'm stuck in this destroyed carcass in my afterlife. You can still go back. You will still go back."

"Thank you Jaemin," I say. He smiles, and I run to him. I kiss him and a bright orange light appears around him and his body the way I remember begins to return. We hug each other. "I missed you." I cry.

"I missed you too, but you need to go back," he tells me. "Quickly." I look at his legs, they're fading upwards towards his head. "I'll see you later, and thank you for freeing me." Soon he has completely vanished leaving me alone and tearful. 

I turn to witness Jisung crying over my body. He is hugging it as it becomes more and more statue like. He won't be able to talk to me until he dies, I have to get back, I have to reach him. He doesn't deserve to be sad. I step forwards but it feels as if they're are two huge weights keeping me in place. I power through one step at a time.

"Why didn't you tell me?" Jisung cries out. I step forward. I'm coming.

"Why didn't you tell me, you'd had your heart broken?" Quickly.

"I could have helped you." Faster.

"If only you could here me." I can.

"Or respond." I will.

"I just want to hear your voice again." You will.

"I just want to see your smile." You will.

"I just want to enjoy your laugh." You will.

"I love you." Me too. 

"Don't die like this." I won't.  He leans over and our lips connect. A bright white light comes from my chest and the image of two halves of two hearts are sewn together and plunged into my chest. 

I faint...

(What's up lads I'm back and earlier than expected. I'm meant to be studying but am far too bored so I thought I'd treat you to this story instead. Hope you enjoy after my long hiatus. :))