Don't Forget Me (Iwaoi)

The Call

Crash..
Red car.. blue car.. Iwaizumi's car.. totaled..
Death... almost death..
Blood... broken bones... fractured skulls..
Crying.. crying crying crying...
Sirens.. fire..ambulances...
danger...
That's all I remember.. all I wanted to remember..
the call.. the call..
I couldn't bear any more.. I had to meet Iwa.
I'm crying ... the call put me in this position. I was only gone for 1 day on a college trip..
1 day.. if only I haven't gone..
Then.. Iwa would be safe.
The call.. if I hadn't gotten the call.. this is the calls fault..
. . 1 HOUR EARLIER . .
"Hold on my phone is going off! Practice some servers without me," I told the group of people with me.
I'm currently at Club Athletico San Juan, which is in Argentina. I'm here for volleyball practice to see if this is where I want to go attend. I've been here for 1 day and I'm going to be here for 2 weeks.
I looked at my phone, it was Iwa~Chan! Maybe he missed me.
As I answered the phone I could tell something was off. "Hello is this Oikawa, Tooru?" A male voice spoke over the phone.
"Yes, hello? Who are you and why do you have Iwa~Chan's phone," I replied. Who is this? What happened to Iwa~! Is he hurt, kidnapped? Did this person kidnap him?!? Oh I sure hope not or my foot will go up his-
"Hello, I'm sorry to say this but.." the voice continued after a long pause.. "he got in a car crash."
"W-what?" Was all I could say. I dropped the volleyball I was holding and let it roll away.
"Is this true.." I asked.
"Yes, I am so sorry, he is currently in the hospital located in Tokyo," the person responded.
.."I-I see.."
I started crying... this cant be real.. it can't be.. "THIS HAS TO BE A PRANK RIGHT?!?
...YOU'RE IWA'S FRIEND AND YOU'RE PRANKING ME TO SEE HOW ILL REACT...T-THATS THE CASE RIGHT..!?! IT HAS TO BE... it has to be..," I somehow managed to choke out through sobs.
"Oikawa are you alright..?" One of the guys from the practice came up behind me and put his hand on my back.
I shrugged him off and faced away.. he doesn't need to see me crying.
The guy on the phone responded.. "I understand this is hard to believe.. but it's true.. he's currently in a coma which is a good thing-"
II cut him off, "HOW COUOD THAT BE A GOOD THING?" I screamed. Everyone at the practice stopped playing and looked to see what the commotion was.
"WHAT COULD BE SO GOOD ABOUT THAT! THAT MEANS HES SEVERELY INJURED HE-.." I paused. I started sobbing. I dropped down to the floor and hugged my knees to my chest.. he can't be dying right? I thought to myself.
"Let me finish. It's a good thing he's in a coma because of how injured he is.. his skull is fractured from his scalp to his left ear which means his brain could possibly be fried.. his left arm is broken in three places, and his legs are immobile.."
I let it all out. I was sobbing and screaming at this point. I didn't care who saw me anymore. I took my fist and slammed it against the floor over and over.
Damnit damnit damnit it's been one day, ONE DAY SINCE I LEFT.. why.. why did this happen.
The guy on the phone told me the hospitals address before he hung up. I plugged the address into my phone..I'm going there as fast as I can.

All the people from the practice came over to me. Some were asking what happened. Some tried to comfort. Some were staying back to absorb the drama.
The coaches came over to see why I was crying, I wouldn't tell them.. I couldn't tell them..I dropped my phone to the ground and looked up at the coaches.
"I have to go.." I clenched my aqua shorts.. "I have to go back to Japan," I told them.
I have no idea why they didn't question me but I was glad.. I could go home.