Smoke. Screams. The sound of crunching metal.
I fly through the air, unsure of my surroundings
I hit the ground, everything goes dark.
I wake up, staring at the vibrant blue sky, my vision clouded with smoke.
I hear a familiar scream. Is that Arizona? I've never heard her scream like this before. She must have gotten hurt.
I've spent days, weeks, months constantly on the move. I only stop for surgeries. It's an odd feeling, sitting here outside, stationary.
Only then do I realize, I'm alone.
Cristina is not here
I want to scream, but then I realize I do not have a mouth because I am a shoe.
I hear Cristina yell at Meredith. She's looking for me! If only I could alert her of my location...
Unfortunately, I'm bland and grey. If I were red, it'd be easier to find me. We're in the forest, there's smoke everywhere, Lexie is crying, Arizona is screaming, Meredith is screaming for Derek.
Derek! I haven't heard him yet. Is he ok?? He can't be dead, this was a plane crash, not a car crash!
I then hear a groan from him not too far to my left. Thank god. Just because he's stepped on me a few times doesn't mean I'm not worried about him. His right shoe is kinda hot. I was gonna ask him out the other day, but we were moving so fast...
I went on a bit of a tangent there, my goodness!
I've verified Arizona, Meredith, Lexie, Cristina, and Derek are alive. I start to think we're ok, but then I see Arizona's leg, and it is NOT a pretty sight. I look away. I've never like blood. Ironic considering I belong to a heart surgeon, but all the same.
I then hear Meredith crying hysterically and I hear Lexie sob and go silent. She's dead, isn't she? Oh my god, she's dead. This cannot be happening. I was best friends with her left shoe! Maybe they'll bring Lilliana and Layla home with them? I hope so, I can't lose my best friends too.
I want to start crying. For Lexie. For Arizona's leg. for Cristina. And then I realize I don't have tear ducts because I am a shoe.
I hear Cristina yell "I found it!"
Arizona says "your shoe?"
And I hope...
But then Cristina says "no, the first aid kit!"
And I shut my eyes, sleep, and hope she stumbles across my location.
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Diary Of a Shoe
Narrativa generaleA Grey's Anatomy fan fiction in which Cristina does NOT find her shoe from the point of view of the shoe. Enjoy!