A/N: WOOOOOOOOOOO NEW FANFIC! Ok, I usually hate OCs because...I just do, but I came up with this, and I hope you enjoy!
Tadashi let out a sigh, leaning against the closed door. He had finished all of his duties that day; it was rough being a doctor. Tadashi made his way down the hall, smiling at a few doctors who passed by. He finally made it to the front desk, where his friend Michael stood, staring at a new report that came in.
"Hey, Michael, what's that?" Tadashi asked, and Aiden looked up, looking sympathetic.
"A new girl just got into the mental health ward, drug overdose…" Michael explained, showing him the file. Tadashi read over it, frowning.
"Huh. Why'd you think she'd do that?" Tadashi asked, and Michael shrugged, looking down and straightening up some papers.
"Beats me, she woke up a few hours ago, no visitors, one doctor came in just to see if she was okay, but she was really closed off, I heard…" He said, and Tadashi nodded.
"Well, I'm done with my work for today…maybe I'll go visit her." The blond looked up, eyebrow raised.
"You really think she'll open up?"
"Well, I'll try my luck. See ya." Tadashi began to walk down the hall, Michael calling a farewell after him. He glanced back at the report, reading the room as room 626. Once he got to the room, he entered cautiously.
He saw a dark-haired girl lying face forward on her bed, gray eyes staring sadly at the ceiling. She had scars all across her wrists, and she looked as though she was about to cry. She looked up as Tadashi closed the door behind him, staring at Tadashi with boredom and as though she was broken.
"Hello, my name is Dr. Hamada." Tadashi said with a smile, and she just continued to stare at him. Tadashi looked down at the report, reading her name. "You must be…Emiko?"
"Yeah…" Emiko slowly. She let out a sigh and sat up. "Please let me go, doctor…I can't stay here."
"We can't let you go…" Tadashi said, biting his lip and staring sadly at the girl. She threw her fist on the bed, angry tears springing to her eyes.
"Why not? I can't keep living…like this…I can't be locked away in this room! I'm not mental!" Emiko said, shaking her head, dark hair flying across her face.
"We know you're not…but we need to keep you here for at least two weeks. It's the rule…" Tadashi sat down in a chair nearby, and she wiped away her tears angrily.
"If you're not going to let me go…why are you here?" She asked, looking away.
"I want to help you. I want to make you happier. I want to make this less like a…prison." Tadashi smiled, but Emiko looked away.
"Nothing you can do will ever make me happy…I'm sorry." She said lowly, staring at the floor, keeping a blank expression written across her face.
"At least explain…why did you do it?" Tadashi asked slowly, and she knew what he was talking about.
"Why do you care?" Emiko asked. "No one cares until you're gone." She said angrily. "No one cares until it starts affecting them or you're dead!" She shook her head fast. "And no one will care if I just…died." Tears sprang to her eyes.
"…why do you think that?" Tadashi asked, and she let out a sigh.
"Because I have no friends. My mom is dead and my dad is an alcoholic, never home and never cares. I'm called names at school; everyone thinks I'm a freak…" She looked up slowly. "Wouldn't you be the same…if you had nothing to hold onto? I have no purpose, no reason to live. No one cares that I'm depressed and have stress attacks over everything. Nobody ever cared!"
Tadashi looked down and was about to say something, until she whispered softly "Except for Aiden."
Tadashi looked up again as he saw Emiko, tears streaming down her face now. "Who's Aiden..?" Tadashi asked, and she let out a small laugh.
"My best friend…my only friend. He was my older brother. He went with me everywhere; he took me to school, took me to movies, and made me smile and laugh…he was the only one who knew I was depressed and cared. He was the only one who saw me for something worthwhile and amazing, not useless and nothing like everyone else…" She leaned back slowly, looking away. "He's in the navy right now…he'll freak when he hears where I am…" Tadashi just listened to her.
"I'm so sorry, I've been ranting…" Emiko said. She looked away, slowly looking up again. "Do I really have to wait two weeks before leaving?" Tadashi let out a sigh and nodded.
"Yes, I'm sorry." He suddenly began to smile. "But I'm going to make it less of a prison for you, how about that?" Emiko stared, confused, but he didn't say anything more. "I'll be back tomorrow or the next day! You'll love it!" He promised, and began to leave the room, but paused at the doorway. He looked sadly at Emiko
"You know…I have a little sibling too. He's a little like you; he has depression as well. I would be more than devastated if he ever…" Tadashi didn't finish and looked away, biting back tears of the sudden image of Hiro lying dead on the ground. He looked back at Emiko, who stared hard at the ground. "So I think your brother is more than glad that you're alright…" Tadashi smiled softly. "Take care, Emiko." He turned and left the room, gently closing the door behind him.
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