third person
y/n wakes up in a strange setting, she stands and looks around, her vision becoming progressively more clear, there is dust everywhere, loud noise taking over her thoughts along with shouting, she soon comes to realise she is in the middle of a war, she stumbles around looking for a way out, she doesn't remember how she got there, or who she is for that matter, she stumbles through the battlefield barely making it to the medical barracks alive, she stumbles inside about to fall over, luckily one of the nurses got there in time and caught y/n, she took y/n over to one of beds, the nurse treated y/ns wounds "you look familiar.." y/n said inspecting the nurses face, the nurse shook her head and pushed y/n down on the bed with one hand
"you have to wake up love.." she whispered into y/ns ear,
a loud irritable ringing started in her ear causing her to close her eyes, she soon fell asleep
y/n opens her eyes again, there's a bright light, she immediately shuts the again only to re open them right after, she finds herself in a new place once again, only this time she's laying in a bed, she looks around the room, beige walls, a small tv in the corner, a small window opposite her, a small light in the middle of the ceiling, she sits up, there's a slight static noise coming from the tv, suddenly words flash across the screen in thick red writing for a quick second before disappearing
I'M SORRY
y/n looks at the tv confused before rubbing the side of her head, someone knocked on the door, they walked in with a tray, it had a small paper cup and a glass of water on it, she handed y/n the paper cup, she looked inside to see some pills, some red, some blue, mostly white though, y/n looked back up at the nurse in confusion
"these are good for you y/n" she says softly handing her the cup of water
'y/n? is that me?' she thinks to herself
y/n quickly shakes the thought away, i mean she has to know who she is right, how wouldn't she? y/n takes the water and quickly swallows it along with the pills, the woman leaves, leaving the door open, a little while later a blonde girl walks in
"you look so .. familiar.." y/n said reaching her hand out to cup one of the girls cheeks,
"i wish you could hear me" the girl spoke, her voice muffled a few audible cries escaping her mouth y/n looked at her confused, the girl copied the face y/n was making before laughing
"it's me, it's billie" she spoke once more, her voice coming out more muffled then before, barely even audible
"billie? i know that name.." y/n spoke just a little bit over a whisper
y/n starts feeling drowsy again, she lays back on the bed, the girl lays with her, just as y/n starts falling asleep she hears a new voice
"come on billie, it's time to go" their voice came out muffled too, it was hard to make out what they were saying, y/n tried to reach over to the girl that was next to her, her hand fell onto the cold bed sheets, she turned her head to see the girl that was once there gone, in her place a white untouched pillow, y/n covered her face with her hands, she is quick to fall asleep
y/n wakes up in a new setting again, it goes on like this day after after day, after a few months y/n grows tired, when she wakes up in the places she barely moves, if she moves at all, she is growing to tired to keep going, she still has no memory of who she is or was and what she is doing, she always hears the muffled voices trying to talk to her but over the months as she grew weaker the voices slowly started becoming nothing but a mere buzz in the background
y/n wakes up again, she makes no effort to sit up, she looks to her right and sees a photo on a table, she can't quite make out whose on the photo, but she recognises the pair, she picks it u to get a closer look but the picture stays a blur, she sighs and looks around slightly, the room is oddly familiar, not like the others, she jolts up, and examines everything in the room, she has been here before
