Trails Of Time (changlix)

4. It really is true

Time kills. It devours your existence when you need to move forward.

Time is ruthless. When you realize how much can happen in so little time.

Changbin no longer wanted to breathe. He wanted to suffocate in his grief and keep crying until there would be nothing left.

It was your fault.

Yes, it was. Changbin blamed himself, for not going to look for Felix earlier. It was his fault, that Felix was now dead.

"Binnie... please try to eat something..." Woojin said, pushing the plate full of food closer to the rapper.

Changbin shook his head. He couldn't eat now. Not when Felix couldn't eat with him.

Changbin rushed into his room, throwing himself on the bed. He hugged his pillow and stared at the ceiling. What can he do? It had been a day...

Changbin turned to his side, but he felt something under him. Right, he still had his jacket on the bed. There was probably blood on it.

Changbin sighed and took the jacket, throwing it onto the floor. Something made a sound. Changbin turned to look at the jacket and there was a slight green glow coming from the pocket. He hurried to it and remembered the hourglass.

Changbin took it and stared at it. Why was it glowing green? He shook it and examined the way the sand was in it. Weird... the sand moved very slowly. Changbin stared at it longer, thinking how he found it. He then shook it again, putting it down to the floor. He was about to go back to his bed, but the hourglass stopped glowing.

Changbin raised an eyebrow and went to look at it. The sand was now going backwards until it stopped and started going normally again.

What the fuck was going on?

Changbin grabbed the hourglass and stepped out of his room, thinking of showing it to others. He saw Woojin walking into the kitchen and followed him.

"Binnie... please try to eat something..."

What???

Changbin peeked into the kitchen. His jaw dropped at the scene in front of him. Woojin pushed a plate closer to someone, that looked just like him. No... it was him!

Changbin backed up against a wall, staring at the scene in the kitchen. Suddenly he saw Jisung walking towards him. He froze, trying to think about how to explain this.

Jisung didn't look at him and walked straight past him. Changbin was so confused. He then walked towards the kitchen, seeing himself leave the table and rush to his room.

This all looked too familiar.

Changbin looked at Woojin, who sighed and picked up the plate he had put on the table. He stood up and put the plate away.

Changbin walked to him. "Hyung?"

Woojin didn't look at him.

"Hyung???" Changbin tried again.

Nothing.

He took a look at the hourglass, which then started suddenly glowing again. Changbin got so scared of it, that he almost dropped it. Woojin turned to look at him.

"Binnie?"

"Uh, I... sorry..." Changbin murmured, hiding the hourglass behind his back.

"Are you sure you won't eat?" Woojin asked, looking at the younger with sad eyes.

Changbin nodded. "I... I don't think I can get anything down."

"It's okay... go rest now..." Woojin smiled slightly, putting a hand on Changbin's shoulder. "You can try to eat something later on."

Changbin nodded and went back to his room. Before he went in, he opened the door slightly and peeked in. His other self wasn't there anymore.

Why didn't Jisung say anything to him? Why didn't Woojin hear him earlier?

Changbin sat on his bed and looked out the window. He then glanced at the hourglass, that was glowing bright green again. What was this thing?

He took it, shook it again and looked at the clock. The hourglass stopped glowing and Changbin focused on the clock. It started going backwards. He started at it, until it stopped and started going forward again.

Changbin put the hourglass in his pocket and ran out of his room.

"Woojin!!! Jisung!" He yelled, trying to get their attention.

Jisung, once again walked past him, not saying a word.

"Woojin-hyung!" Changbin yelled and waved his hands in front of the older.

Woojin didn't react in any way. This meant that the hourglass... no. Changbin had to be sure of it first.

He ran to Chan's room and saw the leader sitting on his bed, crying silently.

Changbin clapped his hands. "Chan! Chan-hyung! Can you hear me!? See me??"

Chan just kept crying, not noticing anything. Changbin couldn't believe it. This just couldn't be true.

He glanced at his phone, checking the time. Thirty seconds left... Changbin ran back to the kitchen, to see himself talking with Woojin, hiding an hourglass behind his back.

Changbin walked forward, clapping his hands again. He tried hitting Woojin's shoulder, but his hand went through his body. Changbin stared at his hand, mouth wide open. He then tried kicking himself, but again... his leg went right through.

So it was true...

Changbin saw himself leaving and he decided to follow. His old self and he went back to his room and his old self shut the door, sat down onto the bed and started shaking the hourglass. Changbin looked at the hourglass he had and he saw it starting to glow again. He glanced back at the bed. His old self was gone.

It really was true...

The hourglass... was a time machine...