Ok, this is a little inspired by the song I Remember by Bang Yongguk ft Yoseob (Or Daehyun whatever) But not entirely.

I'm just posting it before I sleep because I feel like I need to, even though I'm tired as right now.

Here it is;

I fell onto the floor making a soft thump as my legs folded, hitting the floor. I felt numb and my wounds were most definetely not minor. Though, it didn't matter much to me  at the moment. I needed to see him, one last time at least. 

With all my strength, I stood up again. Instantly I let out a cry as pain surged through all over my body. I looked around to see that man was on the floor. The blood was still leaking out of his head. I had no reaction and just started to limp out of the dark alleyway he had brought me to.

The man was a debt collector. I didn't have enough money to pay my rent and I had done the stupidest thing. I had gone to a debt collector, but of course I wasn't even able to pay them back either. He though, he had asked me to move in with him, but I couldn't. I didn't want to be a burden on him. But in the end that's all I ended up to be right?

My head was spinning and my vision was blurry but I was still determined to find him. To see him. 

My body was still aching in pain, I did not acknowledge it mentally but physically I was being reminded every step I took forward. Where are you?! I wanted to scream... 

But it was as if my voice had left me, the only sounds coming out of my mouth were the cries of agony and pain I felt every second. 

Where am I? I looked around and saw that I was only two blocks away from his apartment. I was about to smile but it pained me to even try to change my facial expression at the moment. I looked down at my now blood covered watch on my wrist which stated that it was two am in the morning. I had to see him either way. 

I felt like my throat was being scraped against the hard road. It was burning. Walking just like this, ever so slowly limping, still made it worse. Finally when I reached outside his building, I rested my back on the wall and panted heavily making my throat hurt even more. But what else was I supposed to do? 

When I regained some energy, I pushed myself off the wall and pressed the elevator button. I stepped in as soon as it opened and pressed the button that said seven. When the elevator made it to the seventh floor I went straight up to his apartment.

I would have knocked but my knuckles, no actually, my hands were bloodied and I didn't have the strength to knock on the door so I pressed the doorbell. I felt guilt wash over me because he must have been tired from work today and here I was, standing outside his apartment at two am in the morning. Though being the light sleeper he is, I began to hear someone groaning tiredly on the other side of the door. I heard him mutter, "Who the would be here at two am in the morning?"

He finally opened the door and was about to ask who it was while rubbing his eyes, but then I enveloped him into a hug. His eyes widened and he was now fully awake...

I'll continue the rest later :P