???????? II Shreyas Iyer FF II

Deepika's POV

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I closed my tired eyelids for what seemed like a few seconds. My phone was held in my right hand.

"Oi, Pikachu!" I heard a familiar voice, my eyes fluttered open to see Arun next to me. A gasp escaped my lips, but slowly it turned to a smile. Arun looked me in the eye, and his next words chilled me to the bone.

"Why'd you let me die?"

All of a sudden I was no longer alone in the elevator, I was seemingly in the past. Arun was on a stretcher with me beside him, telling him to hang on. 

"Excuse me?" The world started to shake, My eyes flew open.

"Are you alright?" Shreyas's obsidian eyes stared into mine, I nodded. My forehead was beaded with sweat.

This dream wasn't new to me, I assumed it was just an initial shock. But recently, I found out that it was trauma. I'd partly been the reason Arun had died. I'd seen it all. I'd seen him slowly losing the will to live, slowly losing his life. I'd been in the operation room, I'd been there when his mother was wailing.

"Hey, uh, you sure your ok?" Shreyas shook me again, I glared at him.

"I'm fine," I snapped with annoyance, he shrugged seemingly unharmed by my retort.

I curled up, resting my head on my knees. Breathing evenly, the elevator fell into silence.

"So... Deepika is a bit of a mouthful." Shreyas began his attempt at conversation.

"How about Pika?" He questioned, his eyes lit up as he thought of something.

"Pikachu?"

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Not a very good idea xD