Melancholy
Summary: Kairi was perfect. She had the best boyfriend, life, and friends. When something tragic happens, what will she do? SoKai, Roxiri
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The Next Day--
I woke up dazed, with a huge headache. Am I in an asylum? No, I wasn't, I thought, as I looked around quickly and saw doctors and nurses frantically trying to save lives.
Sora.
Where was he? I looked around hopefully, annoyed that the doctors didn't put Sora and I in the same room together.
How DARE them!
I tried to move to find Sora but I felt a sharp jolt of pain go down my right leg.
Painful.
Look at me. I can't even think of complete phrases. How sad. I wonder what happened to my leg. But more importantly, how was Sora?
Sora, Sora, Sora.
That was the only thing on my mind.
"I see that you're awake, miss." A nurse said, interrupting my thoughts of Sora.
Duh. Of course I'm awake. My purple eyes are open. I look like I'm breathing. My chest is rising. I'm in pain. But at least you called me miss.
"Where is Sora?" I asked her, ignoring the 'awake' comment.
"Mr. Sora?" I rolled my eyes in annoyance. 'I should become a nurse,' I mused, 'It must not be that hard.' I blinked as told her, "Yes, may I see him?"
"Erm… Let me get your crutches first. You won't be able to walk on that leg of yours!" she happily replied as she walked out of the room.
Crutches. Yay me. I'm going to have to hobble and teeter-totter like an old lady on a see-saw. I've never broken a leg or any part of my body before. I guess when people say 'break a leg', they actually do mean 'break a leg'.
To me anyways.
"I'm back with your crutches!" the nurse came back into the room cheerfully. What an airhead. I guess it doesn't make her smarter that she's a blonde. Oh well. I took the crutches and really did hobble on them. I tried moving one of them and slipped.
Lucky me.
"Ow…" I cried out painfully as I gripped my cast of a leg tightly. When I looked up, the nurse was gone.
What a big help. Leave me crippled and helpless when your supposed to make them strong and healthy. I growled and got up weakly. Everyone was staring at me, limping with my broken leg. Some looked at me like I was stupid, while others gave me looks of pity and concern. I ignored them and went up to the counter.
"May I have the room number of Sora Adams?" I asked the receptionist, talking on her cell phone with some guy named Billy.
"Shut up! No you shut up! No, YOU shut up! No, YOU shut up!" she said grinning, while looking through piles and piles of papers.
"Mr. Adams is in Room 389." She said.
Man, was I GLAD to get out of there. As I walked down the hall, I could still hear her shrieks of "No, YOU shut up!" My gosh. They should both scream shut up and slam the phone or something.
Maybe I shouldn't work as a nurse.
Wait. What did the receptionist say? Room 389? Isn't that like 2 stories up from this floor? Wait… what's MY room number? Oh. 357. Just around the corner, I sighed, and I limped along.
Soon, I arrived at the poop-colored door of Room 389. I shuddered. What would happen to Sora? I opened the door…
And screamed.
Well no, I didn't, which was really scary, considering I'm the screamy type of person. Anyways, here's how it goes:
My jaw just dropped.
Sora looked completely fine.
Oh.
My.
God.
I have a broken leg and screwed up hair, and Sora didn't even screw up his hair or break ANYTHING? Not even bruises?
I swear, God really does hate me.
"Sora…?" I croaked out as I limped to him.
"Kairi! What happened? I thought you were going to die!" Sora exclaimed, looking at my sad, sad cast.
"But didn't you get hit by that car, too? I was with you!" I protested, annoyed that Sora didn't suffer anything. (Yes, I'm evil sometimes, but its hard when you look like a grandma!)
"Well, I tried to pull you along, but by the time I got on the sidewalk, the car hit you… I was so terrified, I thought I had killed you." He explained to me.
Then I got it.
Why I had my broken leg.
How I was the one that blacked out.
So it was all Sora's fault.
How he didn't wait for me.
He just dragged me along.
He ran in front of me.
Not even looking back to check if I was okay.
He was the one…
That almost got me killed.
A/N: Ahahaha a twist, neh? I hope you enjoyed this chapter, I wrote most of it in class, so if it sucks, blame it on my boring teacher! I hope you are surprised, and if your not, then your weird. Haha. Anyways, I hope you enjoyed this, because I had to stay up until 11 doing my homework because I was finishing this up! Please review! Thanks!