SOULMATE FF - LUCAS X Y/N ~ DOYOUNG X Y/N [COMPLETED]

CHAPTER SIX

When you came to, you were laying flat on your back on a hard surface. It was a bit dark, and you'd temporarily forgotten what happened.

Immediately after you opened your eyes, you saw about three people who were wearing masks and scrubs hovering over you. You moved your hand up to your face and realized you were breathing into an oxygen mask. "What's happening?" Your muffled voice said, "Where am I-- ouch-" You winced as a sharp pain rushed up your left shoulder as you tried to sit up. You reached over to grab hold of your shoulder, but one of the masked people held you down. "Try not to move, we're almost at the hospital." Just as you hear those words, the memory of crashing your car (again) returns.

"Oh shoot.. Mom's gonna kill me- we just got that car fixed.." You shut your eyes, in pain. During the ride to the hospital, the pain on the left side of your body was horrible. You couldn't even move your hand. The nurses tried comforting you until you got checked in, but they couldn't do much until then. "Try to stay calm."

Once the ambulance arrived at the hospital and you were checked in, they gave you some pain meds and made you put on a hospital robe. Afterwards, they told you that they called your emergency contacts- which were you parents, and that they'd be arriving soon. "My parents? Both of them?" You looked at the nurse, full of concern. "Yes, both of them are listed as your emergency contacts, so we called them both. They should be here shortly." The nurse replies, before leaving the room.

You heaved a heavy sigh, nervous about your parents seeing each other for the first time in 17 years. "How are they going to react?"

"This is all my fault.."

A few minutes later, a different nurse comes in and tells you your left wrist was broken, and that you'd have to wear a cast for possibly up to eight weeks, or longer. You knew that meant covering up your soulmark for weeks- which would make it even harder for your soulmate to find you, but you just shrugged it off.

You were just grateful, nothing worse had happened. The nurse also told you that the pain you were feeling in your left shoulder should go away within a week, but it happened because of the way you hit the steering wheel in the impact of the crash. The air bag was what broke your wrist, though. You nodded silently, just staring down at nothing in particular as you listened to her talk. You couldn't believe you got into another crash this soon after just having gotten into one.

The last time wasn't your fault, though, and thankfully your mom had been there to help with all the car insurance information and stuff (you were still learning about all that), but this time it was all you that was to blame.

Well you and that deer you definitely killed.

Meanwhile, outside your room, in the waiting room, your father was pacing the halls. He had gotten here before your mother did because he was closer. The news panicked him so much that he didn't even change out of his pajamas before hopping into his car and rushing down here. He was just getting to know you- he couldn't lose you now. He nervously bit his nails, waiting for the nurse to come back out and let him know he could go in and see you now, but she didn't come.

He was getting impatient.

As he paced the brightly lit room, a male nurse came over and approached another family that was sitting in the waiting room, and told them they could go see their loved one now. Your father sighed, thinking the nurse was coming for him. "How much longer?" He mumbled, when all of a sudden, someone in front of him dropped their phone on the floor. He watched as the screen cracked on the tile.

"Bruce?" The woman's shaky voice said.

She sounded so familiar to him.

He slowly looked up and his eyes widened.