What's your name?

As I ran down the hallway to the emergency room.

"Where is she?" I stared around

"Please tell me where is she?" I waved my hands around.

"Where-"

The nurses trying to calm me down.

"Sir please, you are disturbing the patients."

I try to force myself through the baby blue and bland doors only to be held down by security officers.

Embarrassment was the least of my problems.

"Let me see her!" "Let go of me!"

I got pushed back onto a bench.

"Just let me! Just let me see ... Her."

Nurses and doctors started running in and out of the room where she was.

"Wait," "what's, what's going on?"

"Why-" I finally saw a glimpse of her through a slight crack in the door.

"..."

Her body lay lifeless on an operation table surrounded by doctors.

Then it hit me.

....

Rivers started pouring from my eyes and under my breath, my lip quivered.

I tried to stop a rushing doctor by grabbing their arm.

"What happened?"

...

Minutes dragged by, then hours counting every second.

"..."

You know, I was not ever good for her, I was not in her league.

I was never on her level or her size, I just lagged around like useless weight.

Yeah, I am broke, good for nothing, a slave to the world.

All I wanted was to get to her level and stand beside her.

I worked and worked to be on her path, but I'm still here.

I'm talking out loud here but, yeah, I'm a slave, working 48 hours a day 365 days a year, and I'm still broke.

But you know, nothing is gonna change, imma go back to work.

Keep working till I die, you know? Like everyone else.

I stood from the bench, barely getting my steps in, with my legs still shaking.

I stood in front of the doors I dare not open.

"My life isn't worth anything," I Whispered.

I promise to avenge you, and your death won't be covered in your blood alone.

Talking my feelings out loud made me a little warm and comforted.

But before I walked off, a pair of arms wrapped around my waist and tied a lock with fists.

"..."

Depression came upon me as I don't dare turn around.

Yes, I lied to myself.

What am I gonna do?

Where am I gonna go?

"Fuck."

Bowed my head in shame.

...

Did I cry again for how long? An hour? Two hours?

But no matter how long I cried, the arms tied around me didn't move an inch.

But finally, breaking the silence.

"Thanks."

Feeling a little better.

I raised their right hand a kissed their palm.

They Swiped away it from my arms and squeezed me even tighter.

...

"Can I?"

"...No." In a raspy whispered voice.

"Ok, I won't, what's your name again?"

She didn't answer in the awkward silence.

"Okay then, I think I gotta go now-"

I twisted my body to walk.

"A- Aura!"

She embraced me tighter, nudging my hoodie.

"Is that your first name?"

A nod pressed upon my nape.

"Nice to meet you Aura."

The hands that were behind me were suddenly in front of me.

All I could see looking down were her dark black and white hair.

Then a sudden shock flowed through my body I felt pain in my palm.

"Ah, fuck." I held my wrist.

But she suddenly ran, and all I saw was the color of her hair waving in the air.

"..." I was silent, and a little confused but happier.

And had a warm and cold feeling in my chest.

But,

I looked down at my hand, and it had a bit mark.

...

"Aura huh,"

I looked at the doors, "I'll keep that in mind."