Love Notes

Bad dreams

Jaehyun's blood was pooling at my feet, Jaehyun had a bullet wound in his right shoulder blade. His blood gushed out, his attacker had all black on, complete with a mask, hat, hoodie, jeans, and gloves. A few children run behind my shocked figure, the thing I could tell them to do was run. For I, myself, couldn't help them in my state of panic. Jaehyun fell back onto the dark hardwood floor, I motioned to call 9-1-1 but he shook his head no. He then weakly whispered to me, "Don't, love, just please hold me. I want this to be my last memory."

I put smiled at him and wrapped my arms around him, enjoying the last bit of his warmth. I kept my eyes open, looking back into his loving brown ones. "I love you, Jaehyun." I whispered to him only to realize his breathing had come to a halt. "No, no, no, no, no! You can't die! You can't die! I love you, no, you can't die!"  I exclaimed. I sobbed on his corpse until— "Hun, you where screaming, what's wrong?"  Jaehyun said calmingly whilst shaking me awake. The sheer amount of concern in his eyes broke my heart.

I clung onto Jaehyun, I was more than rattled by the scene that had played in my head. The dream was oddly vivid, almost like a memory or a look into the future. "Baby, what's wrong? Why are you crying?"  Jaehyun stroked my back gently until I was no longer sobbing and much more calm. "Are you gonna answer my question? What's wrong? Why were you crying? Was it a bad dream?" I sniffed and nodded looking down at my lap, where our fingers had intertwined. "I had a bad dream is all." I looked up to see his unimpressed expression, "I get that love, what was the dream about?" I sighed and continued on in a more hushed tone, "You died, you died and I was scared." He nodded and brought me into another hug, this time laying me back down with him.

"It was only a dream babygirl, I'm right here and I'm ok, I promise."  I nodded and cuddled into his chest, breathing in his scent, he always smelled like pine, it was comforting, especially now that I had been imagining such horrible events. "Hey, hun, do you want to read one of the old letters I had written? I think it'll make you feel a little better." I looked up at him in confusion, "Sure," I watched him get up and leave for the room I had found yesterday. "What's it about?" I questioned, "Read it, you'll find out." And that I did, the note read:

My love Brielle,
I love you oh so much, I could write for hours just about how much I love you, and it still wouldn't be enough. I've never been amazing with my feelings but you give me this euphoric feeling when I think of you. You make me smile every day without even knowing who I am, it pains me to be so far from my beloved, but soon enough I'll be able to show you just how much you mean to me. I apologize for the harm I have caused, I know you where less than pleased with me but, I have to keep my identity a secret. I hope you can understand.

J.Jh .

I grinned as a read the last sentence before I spoke, "I accept your apology, Jaehyun." A bright smile spread across his face before he tackled me in another hug. "Thank you. It means a lot to me." He chuckled. He kissed my forehead before letting me go and crawling back to his place on the bed. I snuggled into Jaehyun's loving embrace with a warm smile on my face. That night actually wasn't horrible, I realized many, many things that night. I had realized not only just how much he cares about me but how much i care about him. Though I wish I didn't, as he is my kidnapper and a murder, I do indeed reciprocate his feelings toward me.