Lost Fanfiction

Lilly's POV

I open my eyes, staring at the deep blue sky, feeling a warm trickle down my arm and a throbbing pain in my head. I take a deep breath and smell smoke and oil. I suddenly pay more attention to my surroundings and hear a loud sound that sounds like a jet turbine. I slowly get up, putting my hands against the warm sand to help lift myself up. I slowly rise up to my feet, hearing different screams from every direction and looking at the damage of the plane crash. I take a spin around and notice, we are surrounded by water. I stop peering at the light blue water and hear a cry out for help. A browned haired man is trapped under a piece of a plane part. I quickly sprint toward him and make it, attempting to lift the large metal piece off of him. I struggle and my arms tremble trying to pick it up.

"Hold on, I'll go get more people to help lift this, I can't do it myself!" I yell over the noise from the plane. I run up and down the beach, finally gathering people.

"Ready, 1...2....3...." We yell together. A tall gentleman with brown short, hair almost as a buzz cut yells. We successfully lift up the plane part off of the man and notice his leg is in really poor condition.

"I'm a doctor, I can help you." He yells. The man bends down and comforts the man. You, what is your name? He yells and points at me.
"My name is Lilly." I yell.
"My name is Jack." Can you go find me some gauze alcohol, bandages and whatever you can find? He yells.
"Yes." I yell.

I run toward the luggage's next close to the plane and start searching them. A blonde girl walks over to me and starts to speak.

"Excuse me, what are you doing!?" She says.
"I need alcohol, bandages and anything useful, someone is badly hurt and we need to help him." I tell her in a concerning tone.
"Well that's my case you got there, there is a sewing kit and needle in there." She says willingly to help.

I quickly search the case and pull out the sewing kit from the bottom of the case.

"Thank you, I'll return it soon as were done." I say.

I slightly smile. I continue my search with the rest of the cases and find alcohol, bandages and a belt. I make my way back over to Jack and I hand him the supplies.

"Thank you so much, Lilly." Jack says smiling.
"Your welcome." I say as I smile back.

I walk away and start searching the rest of the beach for survivors or injured people. I find none injured so I start chatting with some people who are frightened.

"Hello, my name is Lilly." I confidently say to a group of people.
"Hello." An older man says back to me as he gently smiles. I'm John Locke.
"We should gather everyone up, so we can talk." I say.
"Talk about what?" John asks.
"Well, some might need cuts cleaned and some may need to be looked at by Jack." I say.
"What about you?" He asks looking at my arm.
"I'm fine." I say.
"Well your arm is bleeding." He says in a concerning tone.

I look down at my bloody arm.

"I guess I'll get checked out my self." I say as I smile.

John smiles at me and I walk away. I walk to a log to go sit down. I sit next to a young man, about my age with dirty blonde hair, deep pool blue eyes and he is wearing a black hoodie with the hood up.

"Hello, what's your name?" He asks me.
"My name is Lilly, what's yours?" I ask.
"My name is Charlie." He says.
"Nice name." I say trying not to sound dumb.

He laughs.

"I see you helped that man over there?" Charlie says.

I look over in the direction of where jack is taking care of the man.

"I guess." I say as if my help wasn't important.
"What do you mean you guess, you helped get supplies you basically saved him!" Charlie says.
"Yeah." I say as my vision begins to blur. I try to open my eyes, but they shut and I fall off the log. Charlie quickly catches my limp body and he panics. He scoops me up and runs over to Jack carrying me.
"I need help!" Charlie yells. She all of a sudden just blacked out.

Jack quickly gets up and Charlie lays me down on a beach chair. Jack feels my pulse and feels a pulse. He checks around on me and checks my eyes. He sees that my lips are white and that I am dehydrated. He also notices the cut on my arm is bleeding even worse. He checks in my eyes again and notices that I have a mild concussion.

"Someone go get me some water, and towels." Jack says.

John runs over to where the bucket is holding the water and grabs a few towels. Charlie sits beside my beach chair and watches Jack. Jack cleans my arm and sews it up. He than wraps it and John hands him the water and towels. Jack wets a towel and places it on my head.

"When will she wake up?" Charlie desperately asks Jack.
"In a little while." What happen to her? Jack asks in concern tone.
"Well she sat down next to me on the log over there and we had a short conversation, when suddenly she was about to fall off the log, but I caught her." Charlie says.
"It's a good thing you did." Jack says.
"Why?" Charlie asks.
"She has a mild concussion and if she had hit her head again than it would of gotten worse." She also has lost a lot of blood and is dehydrated. Jack says.
"Will she get better?" Charlie asks.
"This towel should cool her body and she should wake up." Jack confidently says.

About 20 minutes later I wake up.

"What happened?" I ask looking around dazed.

Charlie gets up and stands over me. Jack looks over from where his other patient is and he walks over.

What happened Jack? I ask again.
"You were very dehydrated and you lost a lot of blood." You also have a mild concussion. He says looking at me.
"So, I passed out?" I say.
"Yes, you are going to have to drink plenty of water and get some rest." You have to take it easy for a week or so until your concussion wears off. Jack says.
"Okay." I say.

Jack smiles and walks back over to his patient.

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