Yuna's POV
I ran as fast as I can and I made the dumbest move; ran into a dark alley. Two unknown men touched me where I didn't want to be touch. I was so scared. My breathing was heavy, tears falling from my eyes; I couldn't bare with it I tried screaming, but the man shut my mouth. I closed my eyes and tears flowed down my face until I hear a boy's voice say "YUNA! YUNA! YUNA!"

*GASP* I woke up in my bed sweaty dripping from my forehead and mini tears sliding down my cheek. I looked up and I saw Mark with a worried face right in front of me sitting on my bed. I looked at the clock and It was past mid-night.

"Did you have a nightmare?"
"Yeah, Did I wake you?" I said in a shaky tone
"No, Do you want to talk about your nightmare? It's good to talk about it."
Silence came and I told Mark about the nightmare that I was terrified. After a few minutes of telling him what happened his eyes widen in shock. He turned away.
"I guess you finally remembered."
"Huh? Are you saying that my nightmare was actually real?"
Mark nodded.

Mark to out his phone and showed me the news about the incident. I dropped Mark's phone on top of my bed sheets and started to cry. I can't believe it was real. Mark hugged me trying to stop me from crying.

"Then who's the boy who saved me?"
Mark was silent... "It was me. I was the one who saved you."
"What? You saved me? Why didn't you tell me this earlier?" I said slowly
"I was afraid that you might lose your senses and think I was the bad guy who tried to touch you. I was worried. Before I was about to meet you, I found out you were the girl I saved back in LA."
"Why would I lose my senses?"
"Yuna, you were traumatized. You were scared to death. If I told you right away something could've happened. I took time for you to heal."

It was silent for a moment.

"This necklace, you gave it to me?" I gave in a deep breath " Thank you,"
I took out the necklace from around my neck and hand it back to Mark
"Stop." Mark took the necklace and place it around neck. "It's your charm, you keep it...It's getting late, you should sleep."

Mark started to get up from my bed, but I hold on to the tip of his shirt. I was still scared from all of this (the nightmare.)

"Mark... Please stay with me tonight? I'm still kind of scared." I said softly
He looked back with wide eyes; he sat up and laid in bed with me, his arm around me protecting me as my head rested against his chest.

"I'll stay here until you fall asleep"
When hearing his voice and words there was a warming feeling in my chest. I felt safe from the person who saved me. I think I fell in love or maybe I'm growing up to be in love. I never felt this before. Is this love or is it me being complicated with my feelings?
As soon, I fell asleep in his arms.
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To be continued

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