There's No Such Thing As Fiction (OHSHCxReader)

~ Chapter 3 - Shock ~

My eyes were heavy and everything hurt. It felt like I had been eaten and digested by a Sarlaac. My insides hurt and my outsides hurt and everywhere hurts and I just want to sleep. You have to get up my brain told me. Why? I think I'm in my bed. I have a soft pillow and a warm blanket. Fine then. Feel next to your bed and tell me where your phone is. I shot up. My phone was not there. I was not at home. The room was white. The walls were white. The bed was white. Everywhere was white. Am I in Narnia? I yawned and moved my arms. They were attached to an IV tube and pole. Wait. I must be in a hospital in Japan. What happened? Memories of last night flooded in.

"Oh no. Mom? Dad? Hello? Anyone?" The door opened and a nurse walked in and said something that I couldn't understand, because I don't speak Japanese. This might pose a problem. "I don't understand? English please?" I asked. She nodded, I think, and walked back outside. A second later, a doctor walked in. "Do you speak English?" I asked again hoping that I would be able to communicate with someone.

"Yes, but not the best." The doctor replies. Oh thank god. English. I'll never take you for granted again. Unless you make me write more than one essay in an exam, then I will hate you so damn much. 

You know what? Actually I don't know what, considering the fact that I don't know what is wrong with me.

"What's wrong with me?"

"You were in a plane crash." I know that. "You have extremely blocked lungs from smoke inhalation from the crash site as well." That's a lot of problems. "You will stay here for 4 days." Seriously? I am not okay! This will be long week.

"What hospital are we in?" Genuine curiosity.

"Ootori Medical."

Wait. What? Ootori? As in Kyoya Ootori? From Ouran High school Host Club? NOPE. NOT HAPPENING. Not to me. I am not in Ouran. Nope. I do not hop dimensions. NOT FOR ME. NO THANK YOU.

"Do you mind telling us your full name, age, parents, city, date of birth?"

If I really am in the Ouran world, I shouldn't exist. This won't end well so I need to keep a low profile. I replied vaguely to his question, "My name is.. is... (Y/N)... I can't remember? Uhhh I'm from (C/N)? I think. My birthday... I'm 16. And my birthday is... August? The 27th? Maybe..." 

Wait? Who are my parents? Do I have parents? I don't know anymore. Maybe the doctor knows.

"You should stop answering now. You probably have amnesia- "

"Who are my parents?" I interrupted. "Also how did you find me?"

"Actually, Mr Ootori was driving with his son and they saw the smoke plumes. They called the police and the hospital- "

"What about my parents?"

"I was getting to that." YEESH. Rude much. "We only found you. No one else. Your the only survivor."

What? My vision turned blurry. Tears began to form. There were at least 70 people on that plane. And I survived. Everyone else. The pilots, the air hosts, the parents, the children, the lovers, the tourists... Gone? For good? It can't be true. Tears ran down my cheeks. I think the doctor left at some point. But... wait. Mom and Dad? They were the only ones left. Not my Mom and Dad. They were good. They payed taxes. Why couldn't I go with them. Why did they leave me here alone?

"WHY WASN'T IT ME?"

"THEY DIDN'T DESERVE THIS. I DIDN'T DESERVE THIS. WE DIDN'T DESERVE THIS. WHY US?!" 

I screamed and cried and cried and screamed. A doctor burst through the door along with 2 nurses and two other people that I couldn't see clearly. I kicked and screamed again. I wanted to die. To leave. To see my family again. To feel loved when all was lost.

"LET ME GO! I NEED THEM! I DON'T WANT TO BE ALONE!"

The nurses held me down as I thrashed and the doctor injected something into me.

"I DON"T WANT TO BE ALONE...."

My vision went blurry again. I could see the other two people looking on in... Intrigue? They will never understand. A final tear rolled down my cheek.

"I don't want to be alone... Not again...Never again..."