Incubus [BOOK 1] (Jimin FF)

The Confession (Y/N's POV)

Thump! Thump! Thump!

I clutched my chest. That idiot..

I felt my face heat up.

I looked over at him. His face was also red.

"What's with you?" I murmured and walked faster.

It was currently 7pm. It was getting dark, but I was determined to go there.

"How far away is this house?"

"Maybe about 1 more hour."

We walked in silence for another hour.

A house was starting to come into view. A small house. Just like the one I saw in my coma.

"There it is!" I said and ran towards it.

Jimin didn't move. He stared at the house.

"This is where you used to live?" He pointed towards the house.

"Yeah. Does it ring a bell?" I asked.

"Somewhat. This place is so familiar." He walked towards the house.

I thought maybe if I went here, I could remember what happened better.

The door was almost in pieces. The house had vines growing all over it, almost covering it entirely.

Something on the floor caught my eye though.

A pair of glasses. Yoosung's glasses.

I reached down to pick it up.

The lens were cracked.

Suddenly, something flashed in my eyes.

"Mother! Father!"

"I'll protect you!"

In front of me, was a scene where Yoosung was standing in front of mom and dad, holding out his arms.

Then, he was thrown to the side of the house.

His glasses fell off.

He started bleeding, but he stood up again.

Yoosung jumped at the two people in front of mom and dad. He tried biting them and hitting them, but he was thrown to the side again.

This time, he didn't get back up.

Then screams were heard. Blood was spilled.

In the corner of my eye, I saw little Y/N hiding behind a corner, sobbing silently.

Then little Y/N ran out the back door and into the forest. The two people chuckled and then disappeared.

Then, something flashed in my eyes again.

I was back in the present now.

I fell to the floor, clutching Yoosung's glasses in my hands.

"Y/N! Are you okay?!" Jimin caught me in his arms.

"What just happened..?"

"You just started crying suddenly, whilst staring at those glasses," he explained.

"He's been dead this whole time. How could I have been so stupid?" I whispered to myself.

"Who?"

I shook my head.

"No one important," I shrugged and faked a smile.

"Sis, that really hurts my feelings," a voice said within the house.