HIM (Ashton Irwin fanfic)

Chapter 1

I couldn't hear anything. My vision was blurred. A bright light was being flashed in my face. I didn't know where I was or where my friends were. There were all these people around me. They had masks on and were looking down onto me. Where the hell am I? Am I at the hospital? Did something happen to me? Shit...

Soon after I blanked out, like I fell asleep or something and started dreaming. Some say that before you're about to die your whole life plays in your head from beginning to end like a movie. But that didn't happen for me. Something completely different happen. I saw him. I don't know who he was or how I know him but he was in this dream movie thing of mine.

"We thought we had lost her but we brought her back and she's now in a stable condition"

I could hear a man speaking and it took me away from my weird dream about him. I slowly opened my eyes to see a lady sitting next to me with tissues in her hands. Her mascara all over her cheeks, ruined from crying. I had a pounding headache and my body was aching. 

"Where am I?" I breathed. 

The lady was shocked to see me awake I'm guessing because the look on her face was pure relief.

"Where am I?" I asked again. 

"You're in the hospital sweetie. Try not to move around a lot, the doctor said you lost a lot of blood and you're very bruised." 

I've never liked the hospital so I was beginning to panic. 

"Why am I at the hospital? Why did I loose a lot of blood? What happen? And who are you?" I asked all at once. 

Her face went blank. She didn't answer any of my questions but what she did do was leave the room. Where the hell is she going, I have questions that need answers. After 5 minutes of wondering why I'm in the hospital, a man came in followed by the lady that was sitting with me. 

"Why am I here? What happen?" I asked, craving an answer. 

"Miss, my name is Dr. Moore. Do you know what day it is?" he asked me. 

I blinked at him blankly. 

"No" I state. 

"Do you know what your name is?" he asked after writing something down on his clipboard. 

"No..." I say again. 

"Miss, do you know who this lady is?" Dr. Moore points to the lady who was sitting next to me crying. 

"No" I say once more. 

"Am I supposed to?" I ask. 

Dr. Moore looks at the lady and then they both leave the room. Why the hell isn't anyone answering my questions. 

"Hey!" I yell. 

"Can someone please answer my god damn questions!?" I yell louder.

After being ignored for what feels like hours, Dr. Moore comes into the room and stands next to my bed. 

"Are you going to answer my questions now?" I ask. 

"Yes, what are your questions?" he says, sitting on the seat next to my bed. 

"Okay, well firstly, who's that lady and why was she crying?" I ask. 

"That lady is your mother and she was crying because you had stopped breathing on the operating table and we weren't sure if you were going to wake up after we stabilised you," he stated.