Lilac

Chap 15: Epiphany

Aila had finally made it to the stage, praying to God to give her the strength to do so. Her body felt like it was jumping out of its skin. She was so nervous, and the screams didn't make her feel better. She felt like a panic attack was just waiting to happen. But thankfully she made it just in time to see the intro videos of BTS play in the big screens.

Since the floor was not seated and armies were all pushed up trying to be close to barricade, she had more than enough freedom to move around the field. She decided for the front right side of the stage. When BTS was going to come up, she would literally be right there. The big screen at the side of the stage was really hard to look at, she was under it.

It took all her strength to walk there. Her body was completely in shock. The panic attack she was feeling or what she thought it was, was getting worse. The pressure in her chest reminder her how her pulse was throbbing in her body, quaking her legs, making it almost impossible to stand. Her hands started to shake, and the panic attack was begging to block out her ears.

She almost didn't hear all the cheers that erupted when the boys stepped out with Idol thundering in the stadium. She missed the fire works and the smoked, and the screen opening up for BTS.

At this point, she was about to collapse on the floor, but something was making her look up and look at the seven men that were performing.

Aila did collapse on the floor.

But before she did, she didn't recognize the men on stage as BTS, she saw her soulmates.

The seven people that belong to her and only her. She saw the ones that changed her world, the ones that made her vision blackout for a second just to be restored with vibrant colors she never thought she was going to see.

She felt how her body finally relaxed and peace took over it, the heartbeats vanishing into nothing. Her eyes adjusted to it's new finding, but the abrupt change of having all her layers removed at once made her eyes fuzzy and a headache pulsed thru.

Aila collapse on the floor, with her panic attack slowly going away and one thundering heart.

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Going out on stage was one of the hardest things BTS has ever done.

They felt their soulmate so close.

He was right there, but trying to find him in the crowd appeared impossible. They were trying to concentrate on Idol when they all felt their soulmate go into a panic attack. They never felt anything like this.

His heart speed up so quickly. It was like a burst of energy invaded their bodies.

Worried settled in when the heartbeat started to slow down in the panic was gone. And there was nothing they could do about it.

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Aila woke up in a room. She was laying down in the floor, her bag next to her and a bottle water. She open her eyes, the light too bright. Which was never a problem for her. She closed her eyes, stayed there, trying to remember what had happened. Her mind was blank for a minute. Then she remembered where she was, BTS Concert... ok and ... the crazy feeling in her body is gone, which is good... and .... then ....

Everything came back. Her memory hit her and her heart started to pick up again. She tried not to panic. Repeating that everything was alright, but the thought wouldn't go away.

First, discovering BTS were her soulmates was unimaginable. They were untouchable, unattainable. They were a fire that would burn her, not give her warmth. How was she even supposed to approach them. They were the biggest band, anything they do or say becomes huge. They are so talented and hardworking guys.

She didn't noticed herself sitting up, hugging her legs to her chest and crying. She didn't know what to do. This situation was something she could not wrap her head around. How was BTS her soulmates? How!? The odds where one to 7 billion she thought.

She didn't see how a security guy approached her. He kneeled beside her.

"How you feeling? Any better?"

Aila wiped her tears away and looked at the young men holding a bottle water for her.

"I'm sorry I guess it was all to much for me"

"Don't sweat it. Happens sometimes, but if you want to go and enjoy the last bit of the concert you can. Some of the girls out there saw what happened to you and made sure to take care of you till one of us made it and brought you here."

"Really? That's really nice of them." Aila felt her heart warm at the thought of Army taking care of her, a complete stranger.

"Well let me know if you want to go and see them. They are in their 15 minute break and then it's the last bit of the concert. Sorry you missed it."

Aila couldn't miss how everything changed around her. Her headache was still pulsing, but not as bad as before. Her hands were shaking some, but that was due to her own nerves.

Then she felt soo incredibly dumb and stupid.

How did she not realize she was feeling their heart beats. She took her hand to her heart, with a smile on her face. She felt their heartbeats. Her soulmates were out there, so close and untouchable.

She waited until her breath was somewhat normal and had strength to stand up. She went the way the security had gone, asked a few people when she got lost but she made it to the floor again. It was absolutely beautiful. The night sky was a color she hadn't seen before. She smiled as she saw Armies doing the wave, it was amusing to see it go thru the stadium.

The army bombs looked like stars, like the new found twinkles in the sky.

She started to cry again, from being overwhelmed with the thought she wasn't going to be blind later on life. The world looked so much beautiful, but she started to miss her layer.

Her Purple as her doctor had called it.

The guys came up, dressed in jeans and black T-shirts, getting ready to finish the concert.

She always admired BTS, liked their music and how strong they were, but now she was seeing them in a different way. She could see the love they had for each other and she definitely was feeling how strong the bond was between them.

If she came into the picture, she would throw everything off.

Plus she's a girl and considered someone far from being "beautiful" in their culture.

How would they react.

She's Latina, English is her second language, she can't get out the country because of the type of permit she has, she's not pale; her skin has this caramel tan, she's curvy, very curvy and yes she has lost weight but she can gain weight just as easily. She has long, curly hair she makes sure to curl even more.

Nothing special about her face either. She still has to come to terms with her lips, since they are a little on the big side.

Them in the other hand are beyond anything she can be. They are so intimidating, so cute and hot and sexy and down to earth, talented, just beautiful. She can't possibly fit with them. She kept crying at the realization fate was cruel and was messing with her feelings on a different level.

She decided to walk away. They didn't really need her in their life. Yes they had one more layer on their eyes, but it should be a very very light color, the soft lilac the doctor talked about, not the purple she had to deal with for the past 25 years.

Ahh purple.... now it made sense.

She looked at them one more time, saw how amazing they were. She also saw how strong they were, and before the concert finished, she decided to make her way back to the city, find her car and head home. She did promise herself she would come to their next concert, hopefully within the next year.

And she would keep on supporting them in any ways she could, even if they never knew her.