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Y/N's POV
Flash backward to January 18, 2014.
I woke up, only to see a white ceiling greeting me. Several things are attached to my body as I weakly stirred from my position. My vision is still blurry and I can't breathe properly. It feels like I was kicked by thousands of horses and something is sucking my life energy away. How could life get this bad? The last time I checked my health, I was pretty fine. Yeah, several headaches are occurring yet I thought it was just because I was stressed with school.
I tried to sit when someone immediately rushed to my side, guiding me. It was a lady. I thought it was a nurse at first.
"I, thank you."
"Are you feeling well?!" She worriedly asked. "I'll call your doctor, okay? Hang in there."
I nodded slowly, waiting for her to come back. Who is she again? Some part in me tells my brain that she is someone related to me, that I'm very familiar with her but I just can't seem to remember her name. I can recall blurred glimpses on my brain but I can't create a story. They're just fragments. The dirty white walls and marbled floor, include the nauseating aroma of the room, is adding to my dizziness.
I hate being on hospitals. It's the place I loathe the most. I can't bear to be here, I can't bear to be in the place where I last saw my Dad. The place before he closed his eyes and went to his very deep, forever slumber.
What the hell is happening to me? How did I get here again?
The lady came back with a doctor behind her as they did immediate check-ups on me. They checked my eyes, pulse rate, everything. I was confused. Why? Why are they doing this to me? Why am I here in the hospital? The last thing I know is...is...why the hell can't I remember?!
"M-Mom?"
I suddenly called the lady. Wait, Mom? Oh, shoot. Right! She is my mother. Oh my God, how the hell can I forget about her? My mom came rushing to my side, caressing my hair. She looked so worried. Why is that? I'm so clueless, like a newborn baby.
"Don't worry, darling. You'll be fine."
"W-What is happening to me?"
Out of all questions running in my head, that is the only sentence I was able to spit out. She sat beside me as tears suddenly flowed out of her beautiful eyes. It made my heartache, why is she crying? Did something bad happen to me?
"Why am I here, Mom?"
"Y-You can't recall, darling?"
I shook my head. "Sorry."
She sighed. "Three days ago, you, Tooru, and Iwaizumi were supposed to hang out, but while you and Tooru were waiting at the park, you suddenly collapsed. He brought you here in the hospital, sweetie, and you've been sleeping for three days straight. Tooru never left your side 'till then. He never slept, he was just beside you, waiting for you to wake up."
My mom let go from the embrace, cupping my cheeks with her shaking hands before looking at me directly in the eyes.
"I was so worried about his health that's why I told him to go home for today and take enough rest. Don't worry, I'll call Tooru later to come back and see you. Is that okay, sweetheart?"
"B-But..."
I was so speechless, I can't find my voice, and it's making me annoyed. I can't seem to follow her story. It only added questions to my head, making it hurt once again. Goddammit. What is wrong with me?! As tears clouded my vision, I chuckled nervously.
"But who is Tooru, Mom?"
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💌: My Mom said I forgot about you: your name, your appearance, everything. Tooru, I was so scared. I was so mad at myself back then. Why can't I remember you on that time; when you were the one who stayed by my side, when you were the one who waited for me to wake up again? I don't know what was bound to happen on me on that moment.
