Don't Forget//BTS FF

Where am I?

Y/n POV
Everything is blurry why can't I see.

I can see a light getting brighter by the second.

Where am I?

A male figure saunters up to me and whispers in my ear. "Don't worry Y/n everything will be alright. Just remember one thing, do not forget."

Suddenly, I wake up.

Phew, it was a dream, nothing to worry about, but what was that dream suppose to mean?

What am I not suppose to forget?

I look around.

Why am I in a hospital bed?

Where is everyone?

Why can't I remember anything? Who am I?

Damn, first five minutes of waking up and there are already wayyy too many questions.

I peer outside the window and I view as smoke fills up the atmosphere. The entire city is completely obliterated.

This can't be happening.

I'm determined to escape this facility. What use is there to stay here and complain to myself. Exactly, none. If the nurse isn't going to come to me, I'll come to the nurse. (Even though there is a huge chance there are no nurses here.) I yank out the IV connected to my arm. There are parallel cuts along my arms and legs that are decorated with blue and purple bruises.

I somewhat limp to the only door connected to the room.

What the hell.

The door is locked and barricaded with a hospital bed and wood nailed on the outside.

I guess someone didn't want me to leave?  But for what reason?

There was no use trying to break through. It was nearly impossible concluding to the fact that I didn't have the strength at the moment to break down the door. I grab a chair and smash it against the window.  I proceed to do this over and over again until the glass finally shatters. Glass flies everywhere.  I feel a wet sensation spreading on the surface of my arm.  Red liquid is dripping down from a wound on my arm.  A piece of glass is stuck in my flesh. 

Great, another problem I have to deal with. 

I go back and grab a bandage, some painkillers, and rubbing alcohol. 

This won't be so bad, right?

I bite down on a piece of clothe, and tug the glass piece from my flesh.  There it leaves a rather large dent in my skin.  I go over to the sink and pour the medicine into my arm. 

Sh*t this is worse than I thought. 

Damn it,  I need to put stitches in it otherwise I'll bleed out for sure.  I throw open the cabinet and search for embroidery stitching tools . How convenient I woke up in a hospital.  

Crap, this is gonna hurt so bad. 

I shove the painkillers in my mouth and swallow.  I put the clothe in my mouth again.  Grabbing the needle I see my hand shaking

Y/n: "Come on Y/n you can do this." I hold the needle up to my bleeding arm.  My hands are shaking severely. 

Y/n: "Hell no.  I can't do this."

I throw the needle on the ground. 

Y/n: "Come on, I have too."

I bend down and pick up the needle.  Tears start invading my eyes.  I lean over the sink counter as tears start leaving my face and falling.  Slowly, but surely I raise the needle to my arm.  

Just don't think about it.  It's all gonna be ok.

The needle is now touching my skin.  I quickly shove the piece of metal into and through my skin.

Why does it have to hurt so much?

Please don't let me go through that again.

I quickly hurry and finish the rest.  That was terrible.  For extra precaution, I wrap the bandage around the wounded area.  I honestly have no idea what I'm doing, but one of the few things I remember is watching those Doctor shows. 

So ya so far, so good...ish.  I carefully climb out of the room and search for help.  As soon as I get out of that room I get an unpleasant gut feeling.  Like I just should've stayed in that room.  Electrical wires are hanging from the ceiling.  There are blood markings on the walls saying "Get out" "We're all dead anyway" "God can't help us now". 

What were they talking about?

I turn around and see a patient wearing the same dressings as me, and was facing away from me. 

Finally, someone who can help. 

Y/n: "Hello, sir I am lost. Could you please help me."

They turn around. Their face is shredded and blood dripping down their mouth.  Eyes turned back to the rear side of their skull.  Pale.  Something like you would see out of a horror movie.  I don't think they are human. 

(A/n)
Hey guys.  Please let me know if this sounds good, and what to add.  Yes, Ik "But Shannaenae13 where is BTS. I thought this was a BTS story.  Where are they at?"  I haven't just gotten there yet but I will next chapter, don't worry.  I really hope you guys enjoyed this chapter. If you want please vote and comment.(Not forcing anyone) Thanks for reading. Love :) <3 💕