A/N: Just admire the title, I know, it's a master piece *Dramatic hairflip*
Alex POV
Hello, this is a cheesy story so the fourth wall is always broken- well, my name is Alexander Hamilton, and in this book, I have no memory of my past, just waking up in a hospital bed next to strangers, who I realized were my parents.
I have a step-brother, his name is Lafayette, or Laf, and I have a step-sister, her name is Quietcove, who I ship with Peggy(who I recently got to know), Quietcove was from a little island called Nevis, it rings a bell, but not a loud one, so IDK where I've heard it, but my amnesia occurred when I was 14, but I don't remember anything before that, and I'm apparently 16, being in a coma for two years. (oof)
I have had 2 flashbacks, one was a beautiful woman in a mask, she was coughing and had a black ribbon in her hair, making a low ponytail. She had beautiful peachy skin and dark hair, dark brown, to be specific, her hair faded into a lighter brown the further it went down.
The second flashback was me on a bow of a ship, a big city in front of me, a green lady with a book and a torch. But that's all, otherwise, I don't know anything about my past so I ask my mom, sister and brother, and that leads us to now. I just woke up, the two flashbacks were the things that woke me up, and the only thing that sticks in my memory.
"So, what is my hobby," I ask, sure that I have one.
"Let's see, well, you have written a lot, stories poems, you write like your running out of time," Quietcove signs(sign language), she looked beautiful, she had dark brown hair and caramel eyes, her skin a little darker than her eyes, she wore a shirt that said 'Sorry I'm late, I saw a cat' in black, the rest of her shirt a gray and she was wearing blue ripped jeans.
"Oh, really? Well, how long have I known you guys?" I ask.
"Well, if you don't include the two years that you were in a coma, that would ve... About... three years," Laf says, gosh, I love his accent.
"Who were my friends, beside the Schuylers, because I know them already," I say, eyeing Angie, Liza, and Pegs on my left. They all smile at the mention of their name.
"Well, you have Hercules, AKA Herc, he's a friend, and then there's John, he doesn't have a nickname, but you guys were friends sin-" Liza starts.
"You have a crush on him," Quietcove signs, covering her hand with her other hand to shield what she was saying from the others, as if to whisper, if that makes sense.
"Where are they now?" I ask, everyone looks down for a second, Quietcove winks while smiling but then goes back to her more serious face.
"Well, Herc is at home, finishing an important project, he's making a beautiful dress and will pass with flying stars!" Peggy says, her hand moving in front of her as if she were pointing at a shooting star.
Shooting star, shooting star, why does that ring a bell? And a big one at that, I just need to hit it harder. I try to think of something in one second but then mom asks:
"Are you okay Alex?"
"I'm fine, I just remember something, just one scene but I don't know who I was with, though they had... curly hair......" Mumbling the last part so no one could hear.
"Hey Alex," Quietcove suddenly signs, well, she signs it like four times before pinching me to look up at her.
"Yeah?" I ask.
"Wanna know my kitty? She asks. (She is still using sign language BTW, she's selectively mute, idk what made her not be able to talk though, what traumatic scene in her life, probably the hurricane)
"Of course!" I say, shooting up on my hospital bed. "Where's Amberwing?!"
Quietcove reaches into her bag, then suddenly I hear everyone gasp loudly(except Quietcove), making me think why, retracing my words I realized that I knew Amberwing's name, though her name wasn't mentioned or her gender.
"I remember Amberwing!" I shout happily, then I realize that Amberwing was in Quietcove's bag like usual and try to quiet down. It's quiet uptown.
Hey, I just realized something, QUIETcove is mute, she's always QUIET, get it? ANyWaYs, back to da storyy
"Hey, I remember everything about Amberwing!" I shout, though a little quieter than a normal shout.
"Great, you know more about a cat then your own mother," Mom says sarcastically.
Then suddenly everyone disappears, then the walls disappear, and the heart monitor and IV and suddenly I'm in a room with a bright orangish-brown carpet and a small fake tree in the middle, a pine tree, there was a cute little tabby cat in it, playing with the baby pine.
"Pinekit!" Somebody calls, their voice serious yet showing some calmness, maybe it was a younger me. No, it was a feminine voice.
A girl with light brown hair that went a little lower than her shoulders came in, a bit of hair on her right was red and her hair was not split directly from the middle of her head, she had freckles that went over her face like a wave and brown glasses, and her eyes were... Hard to describe, a lightish brown ring thing around her peuple (However you spell that) and yellow fading to teal and a darker teal ring as an outline of her eyeballs, she also had bags under her eyes.
This girl ran to her yellowish-green-eyes cat with a smile one her face, she picked it up in her arms and walked out, petting it.
Then the walls go back to white and people return, though this time, it was two people, each on both sides of my bed, each doctors wearing medical masks, one sees that I'm awake and pokes the other's shoulder.
"Well, Mr. Hamhams- I mean Mr. Washington, you are free to leave the hospital today, we just need to double-check a few things." The first says.
"Yep, we'll have you leaving here in no time," The second doctor says, but this one more energetic than the other.
I smile and nod and get pocked with a needle and fall asleep.
A/N: How was it? (Specifically asking Quietcove) who do you think mystery girl is? A friend? A friend of a friend? A friend or a friend's friend? A friend or a friend's enemy?
Anyways, I made this up but have nowhere to put it, just ask to use it and I'll say yes or no, if I say yes, I'll say important things about it, if you steal it, you won't know those things, and if I say no, I'll tell you why, oh, and tell my what story you'll put it in:
Alex: Does your name start with a B?
Eliza: No, my name is Eliza
Alex: Oh, I thought it was beautiful *kisses hand*
John: *Gay panic*
YOU ARE READING
I don't remember you, but I love you
Historical FictionAlexander Hamham got in a car crash at 14, he was in a coma for two years and had amnesia, not remembering anything. He has a loving mom, dad, brother and sister and great friends, a great school, and a lucky life, but something's missing, whenever...
