What society wants (Xiuhan fanfic)

In pain (Luhans POV)

I woke up in an unfamiliar environment. White all around me, the walls the ceiling...am I in heaven? What happened...did I die?! From what?! I instantly sat up, seeing someone with a long white doctors coat on standing at the foot of my bed. When I sat up, pain rushed to my head, I felt like I was going to pass out with how much my head was tingling in pain. 

The person at the end of the bed I was laying in turned his head when he saw me sit up and says "don't get up too fast, you're still recovering." He reassures, walking beside my bed with the same clipboard in his hand. 

I looked up at him confused, and a bit offended. Why was I here, what am I doing here? I can't be here, I don't have money to pay off my fees! The money I do have is for the bills and loan sharks, I can't be here! 

The doctor could see I was starting to freak out about being in a hospital and put one hand on my shoulder. "Calm down...um, Luhan?" He says my name in hesitation, looking down at the clipboard he was holding, I guess to check if he was saying my name correctly. 

"Who brought me here, what am I doing here?!" I question in an agitated tone, I wanted to get up and out of here as soon as possible. 

"Well apparently you were with someone who was buying your car and you just past out. The man explained that he saw your wrist was already wrapped up before you met him and blood was pouring from it. Apparently it was a bad cut...did you do that to yourself?" The doctor questions, looking at me with one eyebrow raised. 

"Well yes...I mean no- well yes I did it but it wasn't intentional. I was going to but I wasn't, but then something scared me and then- ugh, why do I have to tell you this?!" I ask, starting to look around the room again. I can't be here, I need to get out of here and go to my part time job. No time to lose, I have to get my check. 

"Luhan, you need to calm down. I don't know what's going on in your life, but you have to put that on pause for a second. The man you met explained that you were breaking out into a cold sweat as well before you past out." The doctor explains, but I wasn't taking any of it in. It was going through one ear and out the other.

"I don't care about what I was doing and what I wasn't. I have to get out of here, I have places to be." I explain, wanting to standing up from the bed I was sitting in, but the doctor kept one of his hands on my shoulder for me to stay. 

"Luhan, you're on the list of 'suicide attempts.' You can't just leave, you need medication."

"Y-You think I tried to kill myself?" I ask, looking at him like he was crazy, chuckling a bit before looking down into my lap. "You're wrong, just let me leave please. I can't be here, I need to be somewhere." I continue to insist. 

"I can't let you leave Luhan, you're still recovering, your stitches can re-open if you move too much. You just had the surgery yesterday." 

"Yesterday- how long have I been asleep?!" I question in surprise, looking at the doctor with wide eyes. 

"You've just been asleep for a full twenty four hours since you got here. There's no need to worry. We tried contacting a guardian but no one picked up, is there someone we can call?" The doctors questions but I continued to look down at the bed sheets. I clutched onto them tightly with one fist. 

"You can call my dad but I don't think he'll pick up. It's better if I talk to him about it in person." 

"Well you can't go to him now, you have to stay in the hospital. You can call him over the phone and he might be able to answer." 

"He won't answer if you call" I interrupt, almost yelling at the doctor. I cleared my throat before I continue to ask "how much is the hospital fees?"

When the doctor told me how much it would be, I looked to aside where there was a small table beside the desk. I leaned over to grab my wallet and handed the money to the doctor. "I don't want to deal with the money at the counter desk, here's the fee now can I just leave?" 

"Luhan...I keep telling you, you can't leave. You have to rest, please stay here and let yourself heal." The doctor says, looking at me with almost pleading eyes. 

I had enough at this point with all of the bickering back and forth between the doctor and I. I got up from the bed and grabbed my clothes which were beside my bed in a bag. "I'm leaving, don't try to stop me." I say in a serious tone, walking out of the room to go to a nearby washroom to get changed.

Once I was in my own clothes and outside of the white hospital that smelt like hand sanitzer, the cold breeze outside hit my face and I could feel like I could breathe clearly again without being stuffed up. 

Even though I did feel light headed, the only thing on my mind was that I wasn't able to go to work for two days. My forearm is throbbing, I'm in so much pain, but I don't care. I need to go to my part time job to explain to why I wasn't there. 

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Hey guys, next chapter will be Minseok's POV, I have an idea on how this fan fiction will end, but I'm not sure when it's going to end. Thank you guys for actually reading this fan fiction even though it's probably decently boring now. I appreciate that you guys actually like my writing (: