Into the Shadows

I can wait...

10:15 AM SUNDAY

Amber signed the discharge papers to bring Namjoon home. After the psych eval she was a little disheartened and somewhat relieved that he wasn't crazy. However, that just meant there was something more wrong with him that none of the doctors could figure out.

The nurse rolled him out the sliding double doors up to the car, helping him to sit in the passenger seat. His expression was dull as he stared out the windshield no sign of life within his saddened eyes. Amber put the car in drive sighing heavily as she glanced at him before pulling away from front of the hospital.

Time heals all wounds they say... Yea they sure do but it can also tear into the wound making it harder for you to recover. She knew that better than anyone when she merged into traffic Namjoon jerked causing her to swerve a bit making other drivers honk and blare their horns to announce their ill moods.

Throwing her hands up at them as they drove past thinking to herself. If only you knew what sometimes happened when he jerked like that... You wouldn't even press that damn horn. Tears fell from her eyes unwillingly; she was just so tired. So tired of everything... On the days that she was able to stay home and rest the babies would go to Y/N and Yoongi's place so she could rest. Which she did but when that happened, she never wanted to leave the safe warm cocoon of blankets. In them she didn't have to think or decide what to do next. She didn't have to take care of someone.  Now he is home there was no escape... What was she going to do?

A horn blaring yet again jerked her from her thoughts swerving to avoid hitting a pole causing Namjoon to slam his head against the window. He made no noise, didn't even rub the spot where he had hit. He just stared ahead an empty shell of the man she adored.

"What?" Namjoon complained a few minutes later. His hand rubbed the right side of his temple where he had smacked the window. Amber slammed on the breaks after swerving through two lanes of traffic straight onto the side of the road.

"Joon?" She hesitated as she reached out to him with a shaky hand. He looked at her with a soft smile putting her hand up to his cheek holding it there.

"Ah... I've missed you."

Amber broke down sobbing grabbing at him to hold him close. She didn't know how long he was going to be lucid. But she needed every second of it, she needed to hear him speak to her.

He held her tight for what seemed like hours until she felt him shudder, making the hairs on her arms stand straight up a cold shiver creeping down her spine. He was gone again... His eyes darkened his face went slack once again. Biting her lip, she leaned back against the head rest tears still falling.

It was 6:30pm when they arrived at the house. Hobi agreed to meet her there to get Namjoon set up and in him room for the evening.

"Hey Shorty, how's our Joon today?" He asked a little to cheerful for Amber's liking.

"He is the same..." she lied. She didn't want to have to share every second that he came to and disappeared again. This time was deeper she could sense that, so she kept that moment close to her aching heart.

Hobi frowned but helped to get Namjoon out of the car and safely into his bed upstairs.

"I sure do miss him..." He sighed looking down at his friend laying motionless on the teal sheets.

"Me too..." Amber murmured as she tucked him in tight kissing his forehead and taking a glance back at him before she went downstairs to the kitchen.

Hobi leaned against the door frame wanting to say something but he just looked like a fish out of water. She almost felt sorry for him.

"What Hobi?"

He straightened up pointing a finger to his chest tilting his head slightly. This made her laugh; laughing was foreign to her. Hobi's face fell a moment later looking down at his feet.

"I'm here for you guys if you need me... I'm sorry I've been so distant."

 

Amber nodded turning around to start cooking dinner even though she had no idea what she was going to make.

 

10:15 AM SUNDAY

Namjoon

"JOOONIE!!! JOOONIEEEE!!" it's quiet disgusting whisper cut through the darkness like a knife. He was always close by, always watching through the window of my eyes. He could see what I see... He saw whenever she cried and yet... He wouldn't just let me die.

"Aw... Namjoon don't think like that." He hissed in a sickeningly sweet way. "I will have your soul before you die... You know this."

I wanted to puke I could feel the bile rising in my throat with each word that bastard said to me. If I died before he took my soul from me... Well, I'd be free. The thought was so pleasing to me. I would no longer have to deal with him or his relentless torture. But Amber... Sweet little Callie, and little man Perseus... Can I leave them like this? Could I really do that?

The ground shifted hard underneath my feet with a loud piercing noise slamming hard into my subconscious. I was falling into the darkness my head cracking hard against the ground down below. Wait? What just happened?

My head was throbbing now white-hot flashes of light flickered all around, except it wasn't like before. He wasn't getting ready to tear into me. Oh... I leaned forward looking down into the floorboard of Ambers little Nissan.

"What?" I groaned rubbing the right side of my temple, finally understanding why my head was hurting. She had swerved hard.

"Joon?" Amber's voice was shaky almost disbelieving when I looked at her and smiled. Why was she always crying? Was it because of me? I wish I could make this all better. I brought her hand to my cheek feeling the warmth of it... I missed her touch. I missed everything about her.  This thing needs to go away I need my life back. I need to be able to hold and kiss her whenever I want. I don't want to die without being able to hold her once.... Wait... I can. Maybe that's the time I have now. I can leave... Having given her one last embrace. I'll do that.

"Ah... I've missed you." I whispered just as she started grabbing at me wrapping her arms and holding on to me so tightly, I could barely breathe, but it felt nice. To be in her arms once more.

I held her for what seemed like forever... I just couldn't find the words to tell her goodbye and then I did.

"Namjoon!" He hissed I could feel his breath on the back of my neck. His sharp claws dug into my shoulders jerking me back into the darkness. I would have to try again when I could reach the light once more.

I'll wait a little longer.

"Give me what's mine!" He hissed.

"I'd rather die." I growled back.

He was angry which made the air sickeningly hot and I could almost smell sulfur. My throat was burning once more from it.  I could feel him closing in...

God... Can you hear me?

"Help me please..."

Then the darkness set in.