☆.•°' If Only We Could Turn Back Time ☆.•°' [ON HOLD]

Chapter 25 | Nightmares

(A/N: I suggest changing the background from white to black for this chapter.)

Yugyeom's POV

I had just woken up from a nightmare. The time on the clock showed 5am. I got out of bed and walked out of the bedroom.

Loud heavy footsteps could be heard clearly as I made my way down the corridor slowly. "Haizz..." I yawned, rubbing my eyes. I took small steps down the stairs as the only source of light was the unilluminating moonlight that shone through the crystal clear window panes on the walls behind the stairs.

Flip-flap-flip-flap

  I could hear footsteps coming from above. I stopped in my tracks and closed my eyes. The sound of footsteps was still heard. I instantly quickened my pace.

  Until I reached the kitchen, I took a cup and filled it with water, gulping it all down. All I heard was pin drop silence after that. I must be hearing things.

Just then, a large veiny hand was placed over my mouth and I was dragged away.

"AHHHHHHHHHHH!!!" I screamed as loud as I could.

  "Huuuh!" I shot up, beads of sweat were forming on my neck, rolling down one by one. I looked down and realized that I was still on my bed. I touched my lips and cheeks and nothing hurt. It was just a nightmare.

  I turned to look at the clock on my nightstand. It showed 5am. I slipped on my slippers and walked out of the room cautiously, looking left and right.

  I walked down the stairs with care, repeating whatever I did in the nightmare. I heard footsteps again. The same footsteps that I heard in the nightmare.

I made a run for it, dashing into the kitchen. I quickly poured a cup of water into my cup and chugged it down my throat as quickly as I could. Looking around, I saw no one.

Just then, something touched me on the back. "Yugyeom-ah-" I was frightened out of my wits. "AHHHHHHHH!!" I started screaming.

  "Yah!" A hand covered my mouth, preventing me from screaming very loud. "NOOO!!" I used my strength to pull away the hand away from my mouth.

  "Yah! Don't scream, Baby and Mark Hyung are still sleeping!" The person from behind whisper-yelled into my ears. 

  I turned around and he released his grip on me. "Oh it's you, Jinyoung Hyung," I took a deep breath and breathed out.

"Oops, sorry Yugyeom. I didn't mean to scare you there," Jinyoung Hyung apologized. "Oh uh, it's totally okay Hyung, I just had a-a peculiar n-nightmare, that's all." I shuttered.

"Oh, I just got some questions for you, let's go to my room to talk about it. Is it okay with you?" He asked. "Yep, let's go."

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Woahhh, that's so nice!

  Jinyoung Hyung turned the pink peach-shaped lamp, which stood on the nightstand beside his bed, on. I took a look around Jinyoung Hyung's bedroom in awe. It looked classy yet cute and simple. He does know how to tidy and decorate his room!

"So Hyung, what did you want to talk about?" I asked.

Jinyoung's POV

  I was in my room, thinking about everything. Everything that happened in my life, there is a connection, right?

  That kid, Yugyeom, seems quite familiar to me, but I just can't put a finger to it. Where have I seen him before? Why do I feel a little uncomfortable when he's around?