I'm Just a Substitute Doll

By ourselves

"I was expecting it." muttered Yelena as she exited the Doctor's room.

Like a pet that his master lives in. Yelena dyed circulated her gaze throughout the Hospital. But the figure he was looking for was nowhere to be seen.

He sighed resignedly while smiling bitterly staring at the medicinal recipe in his hand. He did not feel any pain, there were no complaints on his wounds. So he thought the medicine was no longer important. He folded the paper and put it in his pocket.

Then he took his foot steps towards the elevator. With his head thickened, walking alone with such an apparition looked extremely miserable.

Ting~

The elevator door opened when he got there. Along with a pair of men and women he went in there. The woman had the same injuries as hers. A wound on his forehead, yet it did not look severe. The man next to her looked very worried.

"Aih~ why are you putting on a face like that? I told you I was okay. It's just a minor wound." said the woman to her partner.

Not even a look would remain visible, as they were both in front of Yelena.

The man rubbed his partner's hair. Sometimes he blows those little wounds. That made Yelena feel jealous. Who wouldn't want to be noticed that way when they're sick?

Unfortunately, that didn't happen to him. What's the point of dropping off if you're finally left behind. Yelena sighed heavily and leaned her body on the elevator body. The elevator was going very slowly. He closed his eyes for a moment.

'I want my memory to recover immediately and correct what mistake I made to make it that way.

He opened his eyes, along with the elevator doors opening. At last.. The fresh air out there was already waiting for him, as well as a car that did not look foreign.

He smiled slanted. Then turn your face and turn your body. At the moment he did not want to see the man's face. He moved his steps as fast as he could.

Her tears started to drip. I don't know why those tears came so suddenly. He sucked his tears and started running. I don't know if the road is right or not. He just follows that path, wherever it takes him it doesn't matter.

Help him count, how many times has he fallen today? Even at a time like this, he had to fall. Fate is not really on his side.

"Sorry Miss, let me help you." said the man who accidentally hit her.

Yelena just kept quiet and sobbed. The man looked around him, people were staring at him like a criminal.

"No, I didn't do anything." he exclaimed frantically and hurried to leave the place.

Her crying is breaking. He doesn't want to wake up. He did not care about the people's eyes at the time.

"You shouldn't run away like that.."

A voice coming from behind. He knows that voice very well. No, he didn't want to see it. nor did he want to be seen by it. He tried to get up, but could not. His ankle sprained.

"You have to give up.."

Sean lifts Yelena's body.

"Down me!" her revolts.

Yelena thrashed and beat Sean's body with her little fist. That powerless punch means nothing to Sean. Even a child can do it harder. But the adult woman did not.

SERIATE...