LOST: 214 (A Lost fanfiction)

Chapter 3: Beginning

He was laying on the ground, panting and out of breath. His clothes were in bad shape, and he had a few cuts across his arms and legs. 

"Drew!" The mother ran to him and picked him up, hugging him. "What happened? Where were you?" She asks frantically, running her fingers through his hair. 

"I, I wa-" Then he went limp. 

Panic spread like a wildfire through the group of onlookers, and the mother started screaming. I look around, trying to find anything to do to help. 

"Does anybody have any medical experience? Anyone?!" I yell, rushing towards Drew. I check his pulse and breathing. His skin is getting cold. "He's not dead. He must've passed out." His heartbeat starts to slow down, and I begin to panic. 

"I'm a doctor!" I hear someone yell. I turn around to see a woman probably in her mid-thirties, with really blond hair. "What happened?" She asks.

"He fainted. His heart rate is slowing down." I tell her. "Is there anything you can do?"

She thinks for a moment. "Lay him down." She instructs. The mother sets him down on the sand, tears streaming down her face.

"Please," The mother says. "Please don't let him leave me." 

The woman nods, and begins giving him CPR. She bends down to see if he is breathing, and pumps more air into him. She tries two more times, then throws her hands in the air. "It's not working!" She screams in frustration. She bangs her fists on his chest, screaming. 

Then he gasps. He sat up quickly, sucking in air. He looked around, taking in the situation. "Mom?"

"Drew!" She hugs him tightly, and he starts to cough some more. "Oh, I'm sorry. Are you okay? What happened?" 

Horror returns to his eyes. "I wa- I was waiting for you to come back with the food, but I had to go to the bathroom. You were taking a little, so I thought I could just go myself. I, I went to the edge of the jungle, only about 5 yards in, and I felt this sharp pain in my neck. I started to turn around, but before I saw who was behind me, I blacked out.

"I woke up later in a room with a window, into another room with two wooden chairs. Then a man walked in. He had dark hair. Really dark. He said, he said he was trying to help me. I told him I didn't believe him, and, and...." His eyebrows knit together. "I don't know." 

"What do you mean you don't know?" the doctor asks kindly. 

A shake rocks his body. He takes a moment before replying, looking dazed. "What?" Now his faced looked terrified and confused. He looks around rabidly. "How did I get here?" 

Dun dun dun.... Hope you guys liked it! I will try to update it again sometime soon, but I do have school. Thanks for reading guys, you rock! 

@PoetryNPurple , I dedicated this chapter to you, because your comments and constructive criticism has helped me and made my day so many times. Thanks you!