Faulty Hearts (aka "Tara & Belle") [Dreamcatcher | SuYoo | Sua x Yoohyeon]

Chapter 13 [T/W]

[T/W: Blood]

Author's Note:

Hey hey! I'm back! Sorry for the huge delay. Would've been done a while ago if I wasn't busy helping out some family, had a week's vacation back in Aug, and gotten sick a few weeks ago lol but yeah...

Aside from those things this chapter jus took too long to write and is the longest one to date (almost 5.5k!) So don't rush through it or else you'll be waiting for a while again lol If you want, reread chapters 11 and 12 to refresh your memory.

I took a different approach with this chapter which probably added to the delay. For example, the middle part of this chapter is supposed to be the continuation of the last chapter. I kinda like where I put it now, hope it's not confusing.

Anyway, enough rambling. Thank you for being patient and sticking around. I predict there are about two more chapters before I "Intermission" the story. While I know how to end the story, it's taken a lot of detours since my original idea and I want to make sure that the 2nd half (yeah, there's still a loong way to go) fits nicely and there are no holes or loose ends.

Edited 06/06/2020 minor grammatical corrections

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[After the club, early morning]

"Shit! Shit! Shit!" Yoohyeon murmured under her breath as she made her way back to her room. It was early morning, almost dawn. Fortunately, no other hotel guests were up and about for she would surely draw attention with her strange appearance as she crept through the hall, arms around her torso keeping her unbuttoned shirt from opening.

She finally made it to her room, melting to the floor feeling exhausted again even after sleeping off the caffeine and alcohol. Snippets from six hours ago suddenly flashed into her mind but none of it made sense. When she pieced the fragments together she just shook her head in disbelief.

"No! No! No!" Yoohyeon knocked her fists on her head. Her heart pounded erratically inside her tiny chest making all her pulses throb. One place, in particular, was her lips. A dull ache radiated from them and she tried to stifle it but pressing her lips together only made it worse.

This has to be a dream, right? Tell me this isn't real.

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[Present, afternoon]

Bora opened her eyes to the ceiling reflecting the golden brightness of the sun. She darted her eyes around, not remembering how she got back to her room. When she sat up she was shocked to find herself only in her underwear. Panicking, she checked her body for any strange sensations but only felt a throbbing in her head and a sourness in her stomach, matching the acrid taste in her mouth.

She reached for her phone only to find it completely drained. The hotel clock on the nightstand made her do a double-take. Are her eyes messing with her or did it read that it was almost three in the afternoon?

"Shit!" She yelled, finally pushing herself out of bed. Her legs wobbled underneath her, stumbling around like a newborn calf toward the bathroom. The sight of her face in the mirror almost made her jump back. She went from a seductive vampiress to a demented looking clown, hair disheveled and makeup smeared all over. A contact somehow disappeared as well. But the scene in the bathroom only added to her confusion. There was dried vomit in the tub, presumably hers, which explained the taste in her mouth. But the strangest sight was the dark red smears on the sink and the floor. Near her feet lay the gray satin shirt she lent to Yoohyeon and it was stained with that same red smear.