Is My Pain Worth My Memory?

                                    

                                          
|(y/n)'s POV| 
                          
I awoke in my bedroom at the Phantomhive manor. My head is filled with many different images. Jane? Are you there? No answer. Jane? Hello? Still no answer. Undertaker came into the room. "(y/n)!" He ran and tackled me in a hug. "Undertaker." He pulled back. "You remember me!" He said. I nodded. Jane... where are you? 
                          
|Jane's POV, flashback| 
                          
Undertaker set (y/n) in her bed at the Phantomhive manor. She was sound asleep. Undertaker gave her a kiss and she stirred. "I'm sorry, child." I whispered. My aura and energy bursted with colors. I fought my way into her sleeping soul and found the source of her loss for memory. Her soul was panicking but it calmed. It took all of my energy, but I managed to grasp the blockage and remove it. I saved her memory, but not myself. I drifted off, my aura and soul energy very weak. There was nothing to do, but wait. "You're on your own...... (y/n)... I'm sorry." I gasped out. Your sister won't be able to... protect you much longer...
                          
|(y/n)'s POV, flashback end|
                          
I couldn't help but feel lonely. Jane was the only person who makes me feel safe, besides undertaker. She was a guide and a good friend. I hope nothing bad happened to her. I gave undertaker a weak smile and got up, off the bed. He held onto me, like I was gonna fall and shatter. A part of me is nagging to go back to bed and search my head for Jane. I was torn. My mind couldn't think straight. "Jane." I mumbled. You're on your own...... (y/n)... I'm sorry. I was shocked. What? W-what do you mean, Jane?! There was no answer. There was no voice. There was no Jane. I was so scared. I never felt this fear before. It wasn't the fear you feel when you fall or think a monster was under your bed. It was a fear you feel like when you stand in front of a car that's driving towards you without stopping. It's a feeling of losing someone you hold onto as your only lifeline but that lifeline suddenly disappeared or died. And now, you're suddenly drowning. Drowning in fear, worry, and panic. I took a step back. I bumped into undertaker in the process. He let go of me, and I fell. Just before I hit the floor, a pair of strong arms caught me. "J-Jane... don't... leave me..." I'm sorry, (y/n). I love you, si- I blacked out.