Dream (1/1)

We were at the beach, walking barefoot, hand in hand. The breeze swept our faces gently, slightly moved our hair, blending the sweet lollipop scent of my shampoo and the smell of salty air, and that brought some sense of tranquillity, it fitted the post-sunset atmosphere perfectly. We actually couldn’t see the sun disappeared from the horizon as the sea was heading east, but the gradual changing of the colours in the sky was beautiful, too beautiful to not be shared with your love ones. He let go of my hand, and he started to run away from me, in small steps after another. We were a good dozen feet apart when he stopped and turned around, facing me. He smiled a genuine smile, and he held out his right hand, gesturing me to take it. “Come here, Hani! Come to me!”His hand looked warm and inviting, and I was so tempted to take it into mine. I held out my right hand, ready to dash towards him, when I felt another hand tightly grasping my left arm, stopping me from moving forward. “Don’t go.” He said.I didn’t even have to turn around, I knew the owner of that voice too well.“Don’t go, Hani. Stay with me, here. Don’t leave me and go to him.”He sounded desperate, and he sounded devastated. And above all, he sounded so sad. I turned around and looked at him, and his face without doubt matched the tone of his voice. He looked so sad. “Don’t go to him.”He said again, he sounded a bit stressed this time.“Don’t--” “Hani!”I turned my head to my front, and he was still holding out his hands for me to take, he was still smiling. I didn’t feel any urgency coming from him, his calm composure was totally opposite from the one that was still holding my arm.“I’m here, so come to me.” “Don’t!”The one behind me was still holding my arm.“Come!”The one before me was still holding out his hand.“Don’t!”“Come!”“Don’t!”“Come!”“Don’t!”“Come!”   “Stop it!” “Hani, Hani, wake up, dear. Hey, are you having a bad dream?”I opened my eyes, and I saw my mom was already sitting beside me on my bed, looking at me with concern. She wiped the sweats off my forehead, and helped me up.“Did you have a bad dream? You were shouting in your sleep.”“I... I guess so. What’s the time, Mom?”“It is six. We have about one hour before dinner. Are you up for it? Or are you still unwell? Do you want to stay in bed?” It all came to me at that moment. I was still at the resort, with Joon and Junhyung all at the same place. I must have fell asleep after Junhyung left, after he took me to my room, after our spat in the elevator, after I left Joon and the rest at the beach, after I had a headache because of Joon’s ball hit my head. But what a strange dream that was. What did the dream supposed to mean? “Hani? Are you okay dear?”“Oh, yeah, sorry mom, I’m okay. And I’m up for the dinner, I’ll go with you.”“Okay, then. Do you want to sleep a little bit more? I’ll wake you up in like 30 minutes?”A little more sleep sounded like what I needed at the moment. I just nodded, I slipped myself under the covers, and closed my eyes. My mom smoothed the covers for me, kissed my forehead, and she left for her shower. But I couldn’t get myself to sleep. The dream kept appearing in my mind, and my brain was working hard trying to decode the meaning behind it. What could the dream meant?What could the dream tried to tell me? All I knew, I was stuck in between the two of them, one before me, and one behind me. One asked me to come to him, and one stopping me from going away. Was it supposed to mean, I had to choose between Joon and Junhyung?