I fell asleep listening to music. It was hard to just sit there and listen to songs over and over. I remember Jungkook running his fingers through my hair and that helped me fall asleep. 

I wish I hadn't though. Because as soon as I fell asleep a terrible dream came running at me and crashed into me like waves on a shore.

It was just like reliving it. My mother being beaten, my father relentlessly attacking her. But this time instead of me coming in to kill him I sat by just watching.

Go in there! I screamed to myself.

But I couldn't move. Until she collapsed on the floor in a bloody heap. I grabbed the bottle just as I had before. Every hit resonated within me. I knew that I was just dreaming. But everything felt so real. And he was there again.

The final jab. His hands grasping on to mine. 

"Taehyung I loved you."

I shot up out of the horrible dream. Jungkook looked at me with concern in his eyes.

"Are you ok Hyung?"

No, I felt nauseous.

"Jin, pull over." I said. 

"Why Tae?"

"Just pull over!" I screamed.

He did and I immediately opened the door. It all came out of me. Everything and the burning in my throat made my eyes water. Jungkook got out and came over to me.

"Just go back to the truck Kookie, I'll be there in a minute." 

"Are you ok?"
"Yeah, just give me a minute." 

He left and I kept spitting the nasty stuff that was coming up. I knew