*Luke's P.O.V*
"Natalie has been exhibiting abnormal brain activity patterns lately. From studying it, it seems like she's reliving everything that's occurred. It may be a side effect from the trauma and pain, but then again, we don't have any definite answers. She is alive for sure though." the doctor said. Emotionless. Stupid doctors, i've always hated them. They're either fake nice, completely rude, or emotionless. I wish my mum was here right now. She'd know how to make me feel better.
"Thank you." I said sniffling. I'm like an emotional child nowadays.
I'm a mess. Mentally, physically, and I probably won't get any better. I'm hungry too.
"Well, visiting hours are over. Please say your goodbyes and leave uh... "Luke"."
I left crying. The same thing i've been doing for 6 months now. She should've been dead, but she's not. All I can hope for is that she's reliving everything, because if she isn't she'll have a lot of questions. Questions I don't wanna answer. Questions I thought would never have to be asked. Questions that should not be asked.
I walked on for at least 3 blocks until I found a bus stop. I straightened out my shirt with my sweaty palms and sat down on the bench. I thought public transportation was gross, and now it's all I've got. Actually, all I've got is a five dollar bill, some loose change, and an ipod.
Maybe I'll walk today. I want to save my five dollars for lunch, it's the only meal I get nowadays. What happened? Why did this all have to happen?
I kept walking from the hospital on towards the main street, looking for restaurants. Everything in this city is expensive. Except Burger Barn.
Ew. Who would name a restaurant Burger Barn? That's almost as bad as Dress Barn.
I entered the dark building and found a table in the corner. There were a few people in here, not many. Most of them I had seen working in the grocery store a time or two. Is this really who I am now? Someone who walks to a "Burger Barn" for their only meal of the day? Someone who spends their only five dollars in a dingy and sketchy restaurant full of grocery store workers and smelly people?
I walked up to the metal order area.
"One small hamburger with no toppings, no fries, and no drink. Please!" I said to the fat man behind the counter.
"Yeah sure. Name?"
"No, sorry."
"Why not? Oh well, it's not like it matters. I'll put ya down as Sally. Three dollars and fifty cents, Sally." the man (apparently named "Bill") chuckled.
I gave him the money and picked the seat farthest back in the restaurant. I took out my phone and remembered my family and friends were all dead. What an awful realization to come to while in a disgusting two dollar burger joint.
"SALLY!" a voice called.
I went to get my food and sat down to eat it.
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Melancholy // C.H
Fanfiction•Melancholy• adjective a feeling of pensive sadness, typically with no cause But this wasn't typical melancholy, this was Natalie Hemmings' own version of melancholy. •Insane• adjective in a state of mind that prevents normal p...