The phone call woke you up from your nightmare.

You had dreamed of trying to clean Taehyung's wounds, but the more you were trying, the more he was bleeding.

You turned your head and grabbed the phone to see Namjoon's name on the screen.

It was already lunch time and no one had woken you up.

The sky had a dull grey color. It brought you sadness and had a sudden fear of picking up the call.

You brought it to your ear while closing your eyes.

"Hey Joon" You said trying to sound at least normal and not depressed.

The silence from the other side of the phone brough some tears to your eyes.

What was this feeling?

There were times you knew things before they happen.

There were times you knew how your brother was feeling even before he said it.

Even without looking at him you could imagine his head lowered while trying not to cry.

"I'm sorry, sis"

His voice was the most heartbreaking sound.

"Find me at the hospital... to say our last goodbyes to mom...okay?"

You nodded but he couldn't see you. You ended the call and screamed at the pillow so no one would listen.

The sky had never been so grey before.