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Chapter Nine

Dear Diary,

I thought things couldn't get any worse.

But it did.

This was too much. First my memories, and now Oikawa. They're both gone.

He was on the phone, callimg me. He was driving to my place, he said was only a few minutes away when the sound of frantic honks interruped him mid-sentence.

I heard him curse when the vehicles collided. I heard him groan in agony. I heard myself scream. I heard it all.

I ran out of the house, tears prickling in my house. Through sobs, I asked him where he was, but he must've been in so much pain, he couldn't even talk. Or maybe he was knocked unconscious.

I called an ambulance, they told me they
already received a call from one of the bystanders who witnessed the accident there and they were on their way.

By the time I arrived at the location of the accident, paramedics flooded the area, trying to assess the situation.

It was pandemonium and more than two vehicles were involved in the accident.

I searched the area for Oikawa's car, and there it was. His car had flipped over, it was covered in an unsettling amount of dents and scratches, and the windshield and windows were broken.

Tearing my eyes from his car, I finally found Oikawa and sprinted towards him, shoving a few people out of the way in the process.
The paramedics laid him down on the stretcher and wheeled him to one of the ambulances. I caught up to them and managed to steal a glance at his face just before they hoisted the stroller onto the ambulance.

Oikawa was unconscious, like I'd expected, but nothing could've prepared me for the gut-wrenching sight of his face covered in cuts and bruises, his pale lips and gashed arms.

They let me inside the ambulance and closed the doors. Gripping his cold hand, I stared at his lifeless face as I began to think the worst.

When we reached the hospital, they wouldn't let me enter the emergency room, so I waited outside and called Iwaizumi.
I told him about the accident and he arrived at the hospital a few minutes later.

We waited for two hours— two painful hours until a doctor approached us.

"Did he make it?" Iwaizumi asked with pleading eyes, getting up. "Please tell us he did."

The doctor shook his head. "I'm sorry, but we weren't able to save him."

It was like a splash of cold water to the face.

I stared at the doctor in disbelief as the same words echoed in my head.

He's dead... Oikawa's dead.

He's gone.

Oikawa was gone. I was never going to hear his voice or see him smile again.

Ever.

Iwaizumi's scream snapped me out my trance and a shot of pain seared throughtout my body as it all weighed in.

I broke down into tears and pulled Iwaizumi into a hug as our uncontrollabe sobs filled the hallway. We tried to comfort each other, but we couldn't, how could we? We both just lost a lifelong friend.

The doctor said something else, but I couldn't understand a thing he was saying, nothing in me was functioning properly anymore, like I was underwater or something— sinking, drowning.

I gazed longingly at the room Oikawa was taken to, clinging on to pathetic hope that he'd walk through the door with that stupid, smug smirk that never failed to make my heart flutter, and that he'd be okay and alive. But a part of me knew he was dead.

And a part of me died with him.

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