Air - Chapter 2
I wasn't planning on posting the second chapter yet, but I had nothing else to do. So here's chapter 2 of Air... 7 years later.
I could hear whispers from a distance... the sound of waves, and the smell of candy. A weird combination...
Everything seemed to get a little clearer now. It felt like I just opened my eyes after a really long time. I saw the ocean with the blue sky just above. Someone was standing next to the ocean, wearing black shorts and a tight button down shirt. His eyes were a deep lonely blue, his hair a dark black color.
He was staring out into the ocean, and something inside me seemed to hurt. I ran to reach him but every time he seemed to get further, and further away...
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"Rosaline? Can you hear me?"
It took a little effort to open my eyes. It felt like I'd been in a deep sleep and had just woken up. My body felt tense and it was hard to move. In fact, I couldn't move at all. I looked around the brightly lit room and squinted as the sun hit my eyes.
A tall boy with dark black hair and deep blue eyes stood staring at me. I gasped. He was the one from my dream. Have I finally reached him?
I blinked. Was I still dreaming? He looked amused and puzzled as he looked at me. I don't know for how long but he stood staring at me while I admired his beautiful face. Everything seemed to stop... it felt like it was only me and him in an empty dark place...
"Is she really awake?" Someone burst into the room, making the room come more into view. The room was all white... white curtains, bed, floor; door... even the person who came in was wearing all white.
"Yes doctor."
Doctor? Oh, so I'm in a hospital, but I still don't get why.
"That's impossible! She couldn't have survived!! It's been 7 years."
I turned my head painfully to the side. Seven years?! That sure is impossible. If it's been seven years that I've been lying down on this bed... how old am I now?
"She's awake now... and you can see she's alive, so stop saying it's impossible," the dark-haired boy said, angrily.
"W-Who... are you?" I can't believe I just talked. It didn't feel like my own voice at all. It felt like someone else's voice... It was so foreign. It was as if I had never heard myself talk before. "And... who am I?"
The doctor's eyes widened. "We need to do a checkup. I did tell you if she ever woke up, she might not be able to move anymore. In her case, she seems to have lost her memories..."
It took a while to comprehend what the doctor had said. He looked at me with concern. "I'm Doctor John, and this is Tyler Collins..."
Tyler stood there frozen in his place. He looked angry, sad, and a mixture of other emotions I couldn't understand. He looked like an angel as the light hit his face.
I had to sit in a wheelchair and move to another room for the tests. It took a while so we had to wait for a few hours until the results were out. Tyler stood next to the window, his arms crossed... I looked at the book he gave me and frowned.
"I can't read," I sighed.
Tyler turned towards me... "You... can't read? Not even one small word?"
"No..."
He seemed to sense my discomfort and changed the subject quickly. "What do you want to eat? I'll get you anything you want."
"I already ate a while ago."
"It's ok. You're so thin... you need to eat more if you want to survive," he smiled for the first time that day, and I swear it felt like my heart was going crazy from beating so hard. It wasn't only his looks... something about him made me feel a strong attraction towards him.
"I... want to eat ice cream," I said.
"I'll be back in a few..." He said... and then he was gone.
I sighed as a nurse walked in right after. Tyler was taking really good care of me, so who exactly was I to him? Now that I think about it... I don't even know how I look like.
"I want to know how I look like..." I said out loud.
The nurse smiled. I liked seeing people smile... it made me happy. She took me to the bathroom while I was still sitting in the wheelchair. There was a huge mirror there. A person with long reddish-brown hair and black eyes stared back at me from the mirror... That person was... me.
My face was really pale... as if I hadn't been under the sun before. Had I lived my whole life in darkness? I really wanted to know myself more.
"Rosaline? Rosaline Carter?" That name sounded familiar. I turned to see Doctor John standing there with a few papers in his hand.
"Is that my name?" I asked. He looked shocked for a brief second then quickly nodded and looked at his papers.
"Your memories... may have not been pleasant. That is one of the reasons your memories have vanished. Part of your brain doesn't want to remember them, but there's a chance you might remember, if you frequently visit the places or people from your past. As for your body... you're lucky since you're going to recover soon after a little exercise. Your muscles are really stiff, so it might hurt a lot."
I nodded. How bad could my memories have been? I looked at myself in the mirror once again. I guess I have to start a new life now...
Everything seemed to get a little clearer now. It felt like I just opened my eyes after a really long time. I saw the ocean with the blue sky just above. Someone was standing next to the ocean, wearing black shorts and a tight button down shirt. His eyes were a deep lonely blue, his hair a dark black color.
He was staring out into the ocean, and something inside me seemed to hurt. I ran to reach him but every time he seemed to get further, and further away...
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"Rosaline? Can you hear me?"
It took a little effort to open my eyes. It felt like I'd been in a deep sleep and had just woken up. My body felt tense and it was hard to move. In fact, I couldn't move at all. I looked around the brightly lit room and squinted as the sun hit my eyes.
A tall boy with dark black hair and deep blue eyes stood staring at me. I gasped. He was the one from my dream. Have I finally reached him?
I blinked. Was I still dreaming? He looked amused and puzzled as he looked at me. I don't know for how long but he stood staring at me while I admired his beautiful face. Everything seemed to stop... it felt like it was only me and him in an empty dark place...
"Is she really awake?" Someone burst into the room, making the room come more into view. The room was all white... white curtains, bed, floor; door... even the person who came in was wearing all white.
"Yes doctor."
Doctor? Oh, so I'm in a hospital, but I still don't get why.
"That's impossible! She couldn't have survived!! It's been 7 years."
I turned my head painfully to the side. Seven years?! That sure is impossible. If it's been seven years that I've been lying down on this bed... how old am I now?
"She's awake now... and you can see she's alive, so stop saying it's impossible," the dark-haired boy said, angrily.
"W-Who... are you?" I can't believe I just talked. It didn't feel like my own voice at all. It felt like someone else's voice... It was so foreign. It was as if I had never heard myself talk before. "And... who am I?"
The doctor's eyes widened. "We need to do a checkup. I did tell you if she ever woke up, she might not be able to move anymore. In her case, she seems to have lost her memories..."
It took a while to comprehend what the doctor had said. He looked at me with concern. "I'm Doctor John, and this is Tyler Collins..."
Tyler stood there frozen in his place. He looked angry, sad, and a mixture of other emotions I couldn't understand. He looked like an angel as the light hit his face.
I had to sit in a wheelchair and move to another room for the tests. It took a while so we had to wait for a few hours until the results were out. Tyler stood next to the window, his arms crossed... I looked at the book he gave me and frowned.
"I can't read," I sighed.
Tyler turned towards me... "You... can't read? Not even one small word?"
"No..."
He seemed to sense my discomfort and changed the subject quickly. "What do you want to eat? I'll get you anything you want."
"I already ate a while ago."
"It's ok. You're so thin... you need to eat more if you want to survive," he smiled for the first time that day, and I swear it felt like my heart was going crazy from beating so hard. It wasn't only his looks... something about him made me feel a strong attraction towards him.
"I... want to eat ice cream," I said.
"I'll be back in a few..." He said... and then he was gone.
I sighed as a nurse walked in right after. Tyler was taking really good care of me, so who exactly was I to him? Now that I think about it... I don't even know how I look like.
"I want to know how I look like..." I said out loud.
The nurse smiled. I liked seeing people smile... it made me happy. She took me to the bathroom while I was still sitting in the wheelchair. There was a huge mirror there. A person with long reddish-brown hair and black eyes stared back at me from the mirror... That person was... me.
My face was really pale... as if I hadn't been under the sun before. Had I lived my whole life in darkness? I really wanted to know myself more.
"Rosaline? Rosaline Carter?" That name sounded familiar. I turned to see Doctor John standing there with a few papers in his hand.
"Is that my name?" I asked. He looked shocked for a brief second then quickly nodded and looked at his papers.
"Your memories... may have not been pleasant. That is one of the reasons your memories have vanished. Part of your brain doesn't want to remember them, but there's a chance you might remember, if you frequently visit the places or people from your past. As for your body... you're lucky since you're going to recover soon after a little exercise. Your muscles are really stiff, so it might hurt a lot."
I nodded. How bad could my memories have been? I looked at myself in the mirror once again. I guess I have to start a new life now...
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