2. Saving Us [Yoongi]

Epilogue

I couldn't feel myself. I felt my body, but it felt empty. My arms were limp by my sides, they felt like empty hoses; loose and limp. It was still dark, it's been dark for awhile now. I don't know the day, time, or month. I was lost inside my dark pit of a mind. 

The memories went my fast but slow, slow enough for a glimpse but too fast to remember each second of it. Memories of trying to remember who I was, the people I knew, the life I lived. It was all slipping by.

My heart beat was slow and thick as it thumped loudly in my ears. It was thick and heavy, like my blood itself was thick. My breathing short and quick, like I was trying to catch my breath. 

My head rolled around a little. My eyelids felt heavy as I tried to open them. A bright light blinded me, making me flinch back a little bit. I raised my hand to try and block out the light, my arms felt really heavy. I sighed and laid my arm back down. I looked around, looking for a way to turn of the light. 

"Chae!" A voice echoed through, sounding like it was coming from a very far away hallway. I looked a little to the right. It was Yoongi. 

Yoongi...I'm okay..