I was feeling anxious as I walked down the bright white walls that lead to the visitors room. My legs were moving at a slow pace and my heart raced as I clutched a handful of letters in my hands. All I could think about was Lisa's face when she finally sees me. Will she forget who I am? Will she act like everything is all normal? I pondered at those thoughts. I won't find any answers until I visit her.
There was a small window on the wall with a sign that said "Visitor's Room" on it. I took a peek through the window and a man about in his mid thirties with think black glasses, appeared right before my eyes.
"Yes. Can I help you miss?" The man with a gentle tone.
"Uh yes. I'm here to visit someone" I stammered
"Are you a patient as well miss"
"Yes"
"What is your name miss?" Taking out a sheet that had visitor's stickers on them
"Y/N"
He takes out a black marker and jots down my name on the sticker. "What is the name of the patient you're visiting today?" Rolling out his keyboard from underneath the desk.
Clearing my throat I respond "Her name is Lisa"
His fingers pressed firmly and fast on the keyboard as he looked at the computer screen. "Ah. Lisa. A gentle soul. She's been dying to have someone visit her lately"
"Really? I though she would have people coming to see her." I say with surprise
He rips out the sticker from the sheet of paper and hands it to me "Only two patients from here last week and one from outside of this facility stopped by almost a month ago."
I place the sticker on the right side of my chest. I checked to make sure that it was visible just in case I get stopped by one of the guards.
"Since you're someone I've never seen before here are a few rules. No outside food or drinks are allowed in the visitors room. Patients are not allowed to bring visitors to their rooms. Since we don't allow electronics here no cellphones or cameras are allowed. Understood miss Y/N?"
"Yes. Understood"
"Once you hear the door click you may enter. You'll see some tables and desks. Please have a seat and she'll be right out"
"Thank you sir" I say politely. I head to the door and waited for the door to click.
Momentarily, it clicks and I open the door and let myself in. The room was spacious. Enough to fit at least 25 people. Inside were about fie guards and patients seated with their friends and loved ones talking quietly among one another. I found a seat near the giant glass window that showed the back of the facility. I stared out the windows, looking at the trees as they waved against the light winds. The faint sounds of the wind blowing against the glass window had make me fall into another flashback. My mind teleported me to me sitting on the bench at park in front of my school. I was wearing a floral pink and white dress with matching shoes. My legs swayed back and forth on the seat as I sat alone with my hands folded on my lap. The petals of the flowers had fallen on my head and collected on my feet.
I was only seventeen. I was crying silently alone. I heard footsteps come from behind me and felt a small tap on my shoulder.
"Hey Y/N" A deep but soft voice whispered behind me
I turned around to the familiar voice "Oh. It's you Jaebum" Wiping my tears with my bare hands.
"What are you doing alone here?" He takes a seat next me. He leans forward, tilting his head in my direction "You're crying again. Did something happen with your mom and dad again?"
The sniffles were pretty much uncontrollable and the tears started coming back again "Yeah. They got into another fight. This time he got mad because she politely thanked one of the male store clerks for helping her at the grocery store"
He sighs deeply, letting his hair fall and dangle on his forehead "That piece of shit!" He mumbles under his breath. He scoots over until his shoulders touched mine "Did he hurt you?" He asks softly, picking a flower petal off my head.
I shook my head no but it was hard to stop myself from crying "I came home with them and he just threw her against the wall and slapped her. She begged him not to hurt her again but he lashed out even more. I was too scared to stop my dad so I ran off and came here!"
He wraps his arm around my shoulder, pulling me closer to him. "Why didn't you call me?"
"I accidentally left my phone when I left the house. I just wanted to get out!"
His other hand gently caressed my hair as I shiver and hiccup from my uncontrollable tears. I hated myself for not being able to do anything to help my mom. For years she's endured this toxic marriage and never managed to escape from this hellhole. No matter what she did he always found an excuse to hit her and calling her all kinds of names. I wanted to take my mom and leave him but where else were we supposed to go. With what money? My dad was the only one that works and my mom couldn't because of a disability due to a car accident several years ago. She became disabled because she tried to flee from him but ended up crashing into another vehicle and caused her to have permanent nerve damage to her body. My brother on the other hand had moved in with his best friend in a different state, leaving me to still witness this damn domestic chaos.
"Y/N why don't you and your mom just get out and find someplace to live? Why didn't you call the police?"
"My mom's disability checks is connected to my dad's bank account. Whenever she asks him for some portion of her money he always ask why. He threaten to kill my mom if she did call the police" My voice chokes.
"I'm so sorry. I'm sorry you're still going through this babe. I want to protect you. Y/N please just come and stay with me and my parents. I promise to keep you safe" He places a kiss on my head and rubs the small of my back as I continued to cry beneath him.
"I can't! He will find me and probably do what he does to my mom! I couldn't even go to dance practice at all last week because I was so out of it. I just want this to stop."
"Y/N I'm your boyfriend! I have to protect you! I want to protect you!" His voice raises "Y/N look at me" He whispers softly.
I raise my head to meet his eyes. His eyes were filled with so much worry but his face softens into a warm smile." Don't ever stop dancing. Dance helps you ease all of your worries. I always see how passionate you are when you dance. Don't let asshole of a father stop you from doing it. You promise?"
"I-I wont and I p-promise" I stammer
He takes my chin ever so softly and places his lips onto mine. The softness of his lips were like clouds. His kiss was gentle and comforting. He pulls me closer, rubbing the back of my head in small circles. My hand rested on his chest, feeling his heartbeat beating against his chest. I felt safe under his arms and never wanted him to let go.
His lips slowly separate from mine. He moves a strand of hair away from my cheek and smiles at my flustered face. He reaches his back pocket and takes out a small item and covers it with the palms of his hands. "I wasn't sure when to give this you but I think now is the perfect time"
"What is it you want to give me?"
"This" Opening his hands, revealing a small black box "Go ahead and open it"
I took the small item from his hands. My fingers were shaky with anticipation as I opened the box. It was a ring. I black ring.
"It's a promise ring. I couldn't find any other color so I got black."
"I-It's beautiful!" I say putting on the ring.
"I have one too. See!?" Showing me the ring on his hand "I promise to never leave you. I promise to love you always. I love you Y/N."
"Y/N? Y/N? Y/N?" His voice echoes and starts to fade away. I was being sucked back into another blackhole and the voice of my name being called grew louder and louder until I felt a pair of hands on my shoulder, shaking me vigorously
"Y?N!" Lisa's voice raises
I flinched in my seat. I held onto the chair, becoming familiar to my surroundings. I sigh, putting a hand on my forehead. My head felt like it had spun but subsided a few moments later.
"And you're back! Finally!" She praises "Y/N I've been calling out your name like fifteen times" She chuckles taking a seat across from me.
My eyes squint at the slim figure until I was able to make out who it was in front of me" Oh Lisa" I chuckle slightly "I'm sorry Lisa. I had another flashback." I groan a little still holding my forehead
"Was it about the mysterious monster that's been haunting you?"
"No. Not this time. It's about the boy in my memories. I remember who he is. He was my...boyfriend...He said he loved me"
Someone actually loved me. I actually had my first love...but what about my developing feelings for Namjoon?