run over - ruel vandijk

• i won't leave •

i run to the door but it was locked. i pound hard against it with my fist. i kick it and slam my hand against the door but it was no use. i punch it one more time and my hand cut a bit on the big red 'emergency's only' sign.

some doctor soon opens the door with an annoyed look on his face. i don't wait for him to speak i pus pass him to look for y/n.
but all i see was another long corridor with heaps of empty beds and one with the curtains draped.

i know that's her.

i run to it, dodging the doctors arms to try to grab me and pull me back. he gets ahold of me once but i manage to wiggle free and kick him in the shin causing him to slow down.

i was so close. i was running. running for her. so close.

i reach the curtain and pull it back. but it wasn't y/n. an elderly lady sat laying there, asleep. i hope.

i sigh in frustration and look around. i see the doctor running/limping towards me. i look around the corner and see more empty beds. i look back at the doctor once more before heading to one of the empty hospital beds and quickly shutting the curtains.

i watch as his feet walk right past me.
i later on hear him mumbling something. i wait until i couldn't hear anything else except the faint sounds of hospital beeps.

i open the curtains slowly and peek my head out. it was clear. i fast walk down the hall quickly looking back behind me every now and then just in case.

i reach the end of the hall and sink to my knees. no. i saw them take her in here. i did. i must've missed something. but i hadn't. i knew that. i had checked every bed, every corner, every closet just in case. but she wasn't there. i knew that.

she has to be somewhere else then. she has to be. unless she's...no. she's here. she's here somewhere. she's definitely here somewhere

i look around till i spot a door leading to the surgery rooms. i look behind me and walk in. to my surprise, it wasn't locked.

i creep in taking a look around. it was sort of dark, and quiet but with the occasional muffled talking from the surgeons.

there was too many curtains drawn. i couldn't just open one mid surgery.
i close my eyes and silently scream.

i make up my mind and decide to just take a small peep in each one.
i think this is illegal or something, i don't know, it probably is, but i can't just leave her here, i finally found her.

i walk to the first bed and pull the curtains back a tiny bit so just my eye is there. it wasn't her. i quietly move to the next one. then the next. then the next. i still couldn't find her.

what if she's not here? what if she's gone? forever? no. but what if?

my walking slows and i loose hope. i pull the curtains back a bit on the next one and see a young boy getting surgery done on his eye. he looked about 8. poor kid. i couldn't look too long because my lunch would probably come up all over the curtains. plus, i need to find y/n.

i walk to the next bed and when i look through, i don't breathe. i don't move a muscle. she's lying there. it's her. it's really her. even though she's unconscious, i could tell she was in pain. and not just physically.

i look at her body, it was so hard to look at. tears start to fall down. they where happy and sad tears. happy, cause i finally found her, i finally found y/n. and sad cause i just can't believe she went through all this.
the way the man described how he found her and what he said. he was scared, and he didn't even know her.

i just silently watch them fix her. i kind of want to rush in there and kiss her sad broken face. but i'd probably kill her. anything i do would hurt her more. so i stay here and watch her.

i watch them cut open her arm and put something inside it. i watch them stitch up her face and leg. i watch them clean her wounds and place bandages on them. i watch them pull a three inch nail out of her knee. it was too much. but i couldn't leave.

"there you are." says a annoyed voice.

i turn around and it was the doctor from earlier. i wipe them tears off my face and smirk.

"how's your leg?"

"it hurts." he rolls his eyes.

"thought you where a doctor, why can't you leave me alone and go fix it yourself?"

"shut up." as soon as he says that two big security guards walk in behind him.

"come on kid, let's get you outta here, you shouldn't be here."

"yeah nah, i'm not leaving." i cross my arms like the four year old i am.

"well then," says the doctor, "john and steve, go ahead."

the guards come at me but i was quick to turn away. one of them though —steve i think it was— grabs me by my back and pulls me towards him. he lifts me up in the air where i can't do anything. i thrash my feet around and punch the air but it does nothing. i'm hopeless.

"let me go! let me go!"

"sorry kid, just following orders." he sounds annoyed.

"please." i cry, "i just want to see her one more time."

"no can do, no one's aloud to see someone during surgery unless you're one of the surgeons or a doctor. are you a doctor?"

"yes."

"exactly- no. wait. shut up kid. go home." he tightens his grip on me, making it harder for me to struggle free.

"how can i go home when i finally found her? after all this time of me crying myself to sleep or me not being able to go to school cause she's not there laying next to me or she's not there walking with me?" i sigh, more tears, "how can i go home after months of me worrying if she's alive or not, worrying that she won't even come back? i can't just leave. all this pain, all this weight that i feel on me, that you may even feel, won't ever come close to what she's been through. never. i'm sorry, but i can't just leave."

the security guards sighs, "you don't have to leave leave. you can wait in the waiting room-"

"you don't get it do you?! how would you feel if you're girlfriend, wife, kid, best friend-whatever- got taken away and you never saw then again? huh?! if you where in my shoes would you wanna 'wait in the living room'? cause i wouldn't. and i won't. okay? you can do whatever you want to me, but i'm not leaving."

"steve, don't listen to him, he's making this crap up, take him to the waiting room please." the doctor commands.

"alright." steve sighs.

"NO! please! no!" i plead, "please! don't!"

but he does. he walks me out. he walks me out and away from y/n. no matter how much i cry, how much i scream, how much i thrash and punch, he takes me away. away from her.

he places me on a chair and i get back up and try to run back but someone calls me.

"ruel."

i turn around and see coco staring at me with worried eyes. "you okay buddy?"

more tears fall at the sight of her. i run up to coco and hug her tight. she's startled at first but squeezes me back.
and i stay there with her. and i cry into her chest.

a/n: 🥺