Chapter 1
Dreams are either predictable, a horror, or convey what we want most. Day dreams, are a distraction. They take us out of reality around us and the reality that hurts. That bores. That makes us wish we could disappear... What's MY day dream?...
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Jung Hoseok:
I woke up feeling heavy. My eyes, nose, lips, and head. All heavy. I grab my water by my bedside table and take an Advil. I didn't get drunk, but dumped. Mainly because my ex-girlfriend couldn't handle the struggle of taking care of me. The doctors appointments. The prescriptions. Seeing me pale and faint whenever I forget my medication before we head to have a date. I never felt like I wanted to die before. I always fought this disease...
For her.
My hyungs have texted me after they heard what happened. But I don't reply. I sigh and lay in my misery and play some music. Jazz.
Suddenly my door opens. Must be the house nurse Namjoon hired for me. I guess he thought I wouldn't take care of myself in this state of depression.
He was right however.
After standing up to tell the nurse to go away, instead I'm met with Namjoon himself. Shouldn't have given him a key.
"Hoseok, you ok?" I shrug. "As ok a person with a broken heart can be."He takes a deep breath, "Grab your pills and some water. We're taking you out." I look at him confused and go change. I shower and dress in a plain blue and white striped shirt and jeans. I didn't feel like looking sexy. I grab my pills and put them in my pack and then my water and walk out with Namjoon hyung.
He drives us to a house party.
Great.
We enter and alcohol, cigarettes and sex fills the entire room and my nostrils. Namjoon drags me by the arm to a clear spot with our friends. Yoongi is already drunk. Taehyung is chatting with Jungkook about a few girls they saw. Jimin and Jin are chugging some beer. Everyone was having fun but me.
They see me and try to cheer me up. I just stayed silent and take my pills and started just swaying to the music. I sigh and slip away once they're distracted again and go to the table of alcohol and beverages and drink away.
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Next morning I wake up...
But I wasn't in my room...
and I wasn't alone...
