Chapter 14: In the Hospital, Again...

I rubbed the right side of my head and looked down at my arm, they were bandaged up. I groaned and looked around the room and I noticed Sophia was sitting in the recliner in the corner of the room, passed out. Eventually, the doctor came.


"Good, you're up." He smiled.


"How long was I out for?"


"Just a couple hours. It seems you hit a small vein. Nothing to big but nothing to small." I held my breath because I knew what he thought of me. He though I was crazy, depressed, and losing my mind, and I was. How can someone take away someone's most valuable possession as memory and get away with it? He stared at me like he was waiting for me to tell him.


"Okay, since your not going to tell me anything, Doctor Cot will be in here in a couple minutes to talk to you." He smiled and left before I could object. I sat in my stupid, uncomfortable hospital bed that I was just in 3 weeks ago and crossed my arms over my chest. I stared at Sophia as her chest moved up and down slowly. She looked beautiful. Wow, why did I just say that? Her eyes fluttered opened and she smiled.


"Good morning." She said.


"Why did you bring me here?" I tried to yell at her but I was too weak. Her smile faded from her face.


"I came to see you at your house, the front door was unlock so I just walked in.  I heard your bathroom door close, so I walked up to your room and you were laying on the tile floor in a small puddle of blood with a knife in your hand.  Hanna, what was I suppose to do?"


"Leave me there."


"How am I suppose to leave the girl I love to die?" She got up and sat on my bed.


"Hanna, I know you don't remember me but I'm going to try to find this guy and I am going to do whatever I can to make sure he pays for what he did to you." She grabbed my head gently and kissed my forehead, I didn't push away. She grabbed her jacket and left. I released the breathe I was holding in.
  Why does she make my heart skip a beat? I closed my eyes and tried to let everything sink in. Okay, let's get this straight.  I am supposedly 16, I'm in the 10th grade and there is a movie star who loves me? I don't understand, I wouldn't wish this upon anyone.  Can't anyone give me a reason why they did this to me, who have I ever hurt? Then I remembered, everything happens for a reason. I got hit on the head for a reason, I forgot the people I recently met for a reason, I don't know who hit me for a reason. Is this a re-do for me? Were all the people I met once before, were I not suppost to have known them?  Questions started bouncing around in my mind.  Who is Sophia, how did we meet, why does she love me?  Who is Mia, why did she run away crying after she found out I didn't know who she was? Why can't I remember who hit me?           Then there was a knock on the hospital door and I looked up to see Jayson leaning against the side of the door.


"Hey Jay." He crossed his arms on his chest.


Hey, how are you feeling?"


"A little light-headed, but other than that, perfectly fine." I smiled. There was a mirror across from me and I looked at it. My hair had lost its color, it was turning white instead of the yellow blonde it had always been. My eyes were a dull blue-gray, unlike my bright ocean blue eyes. My face had bags under my eyes and my lips were colorless and cracked, instead of my bright red lips. It looked like I hadn't slept in days.  I closed my eyes and layed back down.


"Jay?" Hoping he was still in the room.


"Yeah." He answered.


"Were you there the night of the attack?" There was a long pause.


"No, I-I was at the party." He stuttered. I looked at him, straight into his eyes and I could tell he was lying.


"Are you lying Jay? Please don't lie to me." He looked at the ground and then looked at me.


"I promise Han, I'm not lying. I love you and I would never lie to you." I smiled, feeling reassured.


"Okay, fine I believe you." He walked over and grabbed my hand. We entwined fingers and he kissed my hand. He cupped my cheek and gently rubbed his thumb under my eye, and then he leaned over and kissed me. And I felt, nothing. Nothing at all. It was like kissing my brother. He looked at me and smiled, and I did too. But I still felt nothing and I wondered why. His phone rang and I looked at it. His face went pale and he looked guilty.


"Babe, what's wrong?"


"Um, nothing. I need to take this call. Its Olive, probably talking about France this weekend or something." He got up and walked over to the room next to me, but what he didn't know is that the walls were thin as hell. Being in a hospital for more than 4 weeks you start to know things.


"I'm busy right now, it can wait." Pause.


"I can't, I'm with Hanna." Pause again.


"Now, don't act that way."


"You know this was your fault." I lost my stomach.


"Okay, maybe my fault too, but mainly yours." What was he talking about?


"Okay, I have to go. I love you too, bye."  I could feel the tears streaming down my face, so I quickly wiped them up so I was ready for the him.


"Hey Han, I have to go. My mom wants me home now." He kissed my forehead and then left. I immediately started crying. Why does everything happen to me? I can't deal with this right now. I lay my head down, to go to sleep, but I get angry when another person knocks the door,  waking me up.


"What?" I asked annoyed.


"Miss. Montgomery, I'm Doctor Cot and I'm your therapist." I rolled my eyes. Oh great.


"Hi." She grabs a chair and pulls next to my bed.


"Um, Sophia Louis told me to give this too you." She handed me a folded note and its said on the front "To the one I Love." I opened it and read it.


"Dear Hanna,
      I know you don't remember what we felt those three months, but I can't stop thinking about you and it hurts. It hurts seeing you with Jayson, knowing everything that we had and now it's completly gone. I'm trying to accept it but I just can't and I won't. So the best way to forget about you is to never see you again. I'm getting married soon and I can't be bothered by you. I'm sorry but this is goodbye.


I'll always love you, Sophia"


I closed the note and I felt tears coming. Why was I crying? Why did that hurt more than I expected it too? I need help. Suddenly, my vision was getting blurry and Doctor Cot was fading away and my eyelids were becoming heavy.

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