(Jungkooks POV)
I jumped up gasping for air, it's pitch black, i could feel a harsh sandpaper like surface which I quickly realized was sand.
As I looked around and let my eyes get used to the dark, I noticed I was back in the orphanage. In the playground, on top of the very dead sand that I passed out in earlier.
I got up slowly and tried to find my way towards the doors of the building, I knew I was in a dream this time luckily. So I didn't panic as much as I did last time, but I was still creeped out and scared. Nothing hurt though, my arm was fine, my neck was fine. Even that one ache somewhere in your body you can never figure out what it is or how it got there. It's all gone, it doesn't hurt at all. Which in confusing cause usaully my pain increases when I dream, but now it's all gone.
I looked down at my arm, it was completely fine, there's no wound, but instead a huge scar running across the tatted skin.
"What?..." I whispered confused, I reached the door of the abandoned building, I immediately tried to open the lights and luckily they still worked.
The old yellow lights that hung from the ceiling illuminated the previously darkened halls, I could still see the toys and clothes laying all over the floor. But there's something that wasnt there before, something that's not supposed to be there.
"Y-yoongi?..." I mumbled softly, then realized what I was looking at.
I screamed in horror, falling backwards, I screamed and screamed trying to get up and run away. But I was backed into a wall, I couldn't even breathe, I could feel something pounding on my chest.
As I screamed in complete and absolute fear I noticed the rope that hung from the second floor balcony moving closer closer to me, resulting in the dead corpse hanging by its neck to get closer and closer.
I tried everything but couldnt seem to get away from it, no matter what I did I remained in the same position while the bloodied body lowered, the rope untangling from its neck while it's hands came closer to me. I shut my eyes closed squeezing tightly as i thought at first it'd strangle me the way it was coming closer, but I felt warm hands gently touching my face, I slowly opened my eyes and saw Jimin's mother?
Where did Yoongi go?
"My son....."
No.
I'm not your son.
I never was.
"Mommy...." I somehow managed to whisper back, my eyes started watering as I stared at the beautiful, warm smile looking back at me, "I'm so sorry.... I never should have treated you the way I did, I should've given you the warmth and comfort a mother should give her son. I should've loved you, but I was selfish. I love you so much, and I hope you realize that, I hope you accept your feelings, and I wish you the best in life. Take care of your older brother, he needs you so much right now...."
Hearing the soft and gentle voice of the woman I couldn't even bear to call my mother, it made me burst into tears, it made me realize how much I missed her.
"You never loved me.... Why..... I did everything to make you happy.... And you never loved me!" At first tmy voice nothing more then a whisper but I gradually got more panicked, "Why did you never love me?!" I yelled at her, she's still wearing the light blue hospital gown she was wearing the day she died, she's still looking at me with that same smile I just knew was worn out of pity.
Before I could even get an answer she started to get up and leave, I immediately grabbed her arm begging her not to leave, not again.
"Please, please! I'll do anything just don't leave me again!" I begged, my voice trembled in tears, but she only smiled at me, "You'll find your peace, but my time is up."
Your time is up? Bullshit!
"Please! I need you, I need you more then I've ever needed you before! Please don't leave me!!"I continued begging and begging, but nothing came out of it, "I'll always be with you, looking after you. Right now you don't need me, you need to accept yourself, and hide no longer."
"What kind of bullshit advise is that?!!" I yelled at her, she somehow managed to get out of my grip as I sat on my knees begging her to stay, but watching her disappear into the old rigidity staircase had me giving up. Falling down onto the ground sobbing and begging for this nightmare to be over, I just want it to be over already.
But it wasn't, the damn nightmare wasn't even close to over.
I could feel something touching my shoulder, I immediately swung up terrified letting out a scared yelp, "Come on, don't be rude little bro."
YUGYEOM?!!!!
HOW MANY MORE DO I HAVE TO SUFFER THROUGH!?!?!?!?
"Don't fucking talk to me you bastard!" I yelled at him, "How dare you die before me?! You promised!! You left Hobi hyung all alone, he got sick because of you and now you're acting all chill like nothing happened at all!!"
Yugyeom laughed at my outburst of anger, "I would've gladly stayed, but it was my time to go, I can't control it. I just came here to say one; im sorry for dying. Two; I hope you die soon and come join me down in hell. And three; you need to accept that you're in love with Taehyung before you die, if you do it too late you're going to regret it. Don't wait for him to find someone else." THIS MOTHERFUCK HAS THE NERVE TO LECTURE ME RIGHT NOW?!?!
"IM NOT IN LOVE WITH HIM!!" I yelled at him frustrated that hes managed to remain to calm and playful, it's not like I'm panicking and seeing dead people right now. Nope, everything is just peachy.
"Hey, that's for you to accept and figure out, I'm just the messenger. Tell Hobi I'm sorry and that I miss him already." He still had a playful smirk and attitude, giving me a small salute then running off into the staircase with a giggle. Causing me to yell out in frustration and fear.
I punched a wall behind me repeatedly screaming in sobs, eventually I fell onto my knees sobbing. The wall is completely broken, wooden shards scattered everywhere. Multiple holes in the wall leading me to be able to look outside through it.
Once again air became hard to come by, I could hear footsteps behind me but I ignored it, I couldn't deal with another visit from the afterlife.
"Jungkook, it's time to go back now." I swung my head back hearing Yoongis voice, instead of the bloody limp body hanging from the balcony by a rope around his neck, he's in an all black suit. He's paler then usaul, he has sharp ears and his eyes are blood red.
"What's going on?!!" I yelled at him through sobs, wrapping my arms around him and squeezing his waist tightly sobbing into his stomach, "I'm scared hyung!! Make it stop!" I begged him, over and over again, he gently pet my head. Then without even a warning I gasped back in the real world.
For some reason I was being carried by Namjoon and Taehyung? When I woke up from my dream I heard multiple screams and got dropped on my ass as they all scattered.
"What was that for?!" I exclaimed angrily, wobbling around to get up, why am I on grass? I looked around and everyone was hiding behind one thing or another, mostly behind Namjoon as if I was some kind of monster that Namjoon can protect them from.
"Y-y-y-y-y-y-you!" What the fuck is he on about? "Speak up fuckhead I can't understand you- IS THAT A GRAVE?!!?!" could've noticed the six foot grave earlier but that's okey, anyway who died????
"YOURE ALIVE?!?!!" Taehyung exclaimed, "When did I die?!!?" I yelled back matching his volume, somewhat mockingly but also very confused. Suddenly I felt Jimin running and jumping onto me, "I love you so much and I'm so so sorry for not being able to save you!!!!" He exclaimed, the fuck is happening???
Don't really care, I got a hug, that's nice. I gently pushed him away, "What happened? Did I accidentally die?" I asked softly as to not panic him more, he seemed very upset. He nodded while sniffling, his arms still wrapped around me, "I-i thought to lost you..."
"no, no I'm fine, a little shaken up but I'm not dead." I whispered to him kissing his cheek, "NUH UH YOU WERE PROPERLY DEAD FUCKFACE." Taehyung yelled, "NUH UH IM PROPERLY ALIVE DICKHEAD." I yelled back.
"Y-y-y-y-y-y-y-y-y-you-!" Hoseok keeps stuttering like that, it's annoying. He's usually do confident, why is he stuttering?