Beep...Beep

Those memories......the only happy ones I have left of my child hood....the rest are ruined by this life, nothing I can do...can't repair it....I just want to escape.

Beep......Beep...

They keep bubbling into my mind...like they are only my imagination. I wish reality would switch around and become my dreams, I don't understand anything....not even my self....and if I did understand I probably wouldn't want to belive it anyway...why do they try to save me

Beep.....Beep.

These...noises are so annoying....but why can't I open my eyes yet.....then I remember, I'm here because I'm a freak....and...I can't open my eyes because of the strong morphine they have given me, but the morphine is also the reason why some of me memories are now destroyed forever... 

A feeling of doubt drowns my body as I feel around for the tube that is connected to my arm, just as I'm about to yank it out of my arm a cold hand is placed on mine. Gently, delicately. He placed my now trembling hand on the bed, I feel his presence getting closer. 

"Dont try that again...please," I hear a slightly relived sigh, then a soft sensation on my cheek. His hand...I love this feeling. "Xiumin? Can't you talk?" I shake my head to the best of my ability and point to where the tank of morphine should be placed. 

I hear a quiet sound of rustling, then a sound of an switch being flicked. Then I feel his hand on my cheek again but it felt almost like a robotic motion, still butterflies begining to hit my stomach as he caressed my plump cheeks. "You should be able to open your eyes soon...." 

I can't think about what I would be now without him. Nothing? 

Suddenly I flicker my eyes open , the bright lights making me cringe away. I hear a slight laugh and look over to the seat next to me, I bite my lip as I reach out and grab his hand. "L-Luhan...," my weak murmur made his smile falter slightly. "W-When..