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The Life I Never Knew I Had (Because I Didn't; These People Are Insane!)

April 30, 2015
"Darling? Are you awake, Rose?" somebody asks, takings hand. "You've been screaming in your sleep; are you having that nightmare about the road again? It's okay, Sweet, I'm here now," he soothes me. But... I'm not "Rose" and I've never once had a nightmare about a road of all things.
"What the hell?" I moan, head pulsing as I try to lift it. "Who's 'Rose'? What road? Who are you?" I mumble.
"It's me, Honey, Liam? Your fiancée? Are you experiencing memory loss?" he asks.
"No, I'm fine," I say, wrenching my hand away from his, "And I'm in the hospital because I was in a car crash drunk driving with my boyfriend Derick. Also, I have no clue who 'Rose' is, but I'm Monica Govoni; Monni for short," I inform him.
"KIM! She's not okay!" Liam calls out to someone.
"Rosy, Dear, you're in a hospital because you feel off my roof!" he explains.
"What the hell was I doing on your roof?!"
"We were hoping you might know," he accuses me.
"Um, I don't know who you are or who Kim is or where I am, but I know after I get out of here I'm finding Niki and Derick and we're going to Germany," I tell him, sitting up.
"No, when you get released from here, we're going to go to Bloomsfield for our wedding," he reminds me.
"GET AWAY FROM ME! YOU FREAK! GET THE HELL AWAY FROM ME, YOU--"
"Deathrose Sunray Freewater! Stop that immediately!!" a woman yells at me, covering my mouth.
I wrath around, nearly passing our from the effort.
"Stoppit, damn you!" a nurse yells at me.
"No! Get me out! DERICK! MOM! DAD! NIKI!! HELP ME!!" I scream, ripping tubes from my arms and face, struggling out of the bed and attempting to run out of the room.
"You damn girl! What the hell is wrong with you?!"
Eight people are trying to strap me into the hospital bed; Liam, the woman I don't know, and the rest are nurses or doctors.
"No! Help! Just...STOP!" I cry, pushing them away.
I just want my stupid normal life back! Where is my boyfriend?! Is he even alive?! I don't remember if I even strapped him in the backseat or just laid him down. He may be dead because of me!
I start to cry.
"Oh, Rosy, do you need a kiss?" Liam asks, approaching me when I've finally settled down some, so it's just me, him, the strange woman, and a remaining nurse.
"Shut the hell up, go away, and don't come back unless you've found my Derick," I tell him.
"Who's Derick?" he asks.
"My boyfriend!!" I exclaim.
"Are you cheating on me?"
"I don't know who the hell you are! Maybe the person you think I am was cheating on you! I have no idea, you dumb arsch!" I exclaim.
"You need to calm down, Rosy," he tells me, hand resting on my hip.
"Monni! Would it kill you to call me my real name once?!" I exclaim, slapping his hand so hard if leaves a mark.
"Fine! Clearly you are overwhelmed right now, and perhaps in a state of shock, so I'll leave you alone!"
"Thank you! Finally! Get the hell out! You too, dolt! Move along, woman!" I scream at the woman.
"You have no right to tell me that! I am your mother!" she exclaims.
I am stunned silent.
"Please, I just... Out," I command her.
"Fine." she agrees after staring at me coldly for a minute.
Music starts playing somewhere in the distance, and I sing along to it, not really having anything else to do except think.
"May I watch the tv?" I ask the nurse. She hands me the remote and leaves. I turn on the tv just in time to hear this: "I am Kirk Maxtin, and our next story has to do with the tragic death of an 18-year-old male who died drunk driving. The funeral service, open to the public, will take place on Saturday May 8; the boys name was Derick Camfield, and his parents report he was going to propose to his girlfriend the day after; her name will not be revealed, but she could not be reached for a comment."

Oh. My. God. He was going to propose to me. Propose! My God I'm an idiot! He was going to propose to me! We were going to get married in Germany!
I turn off the tv, and weep to myself. The person I love most is dead. I honestly loved him more than my stupid boring parents. I know earlier I called him normal and boring, but honestly he is so much better than that!
I just sit and weep, ignoring everything else, just playing that night over and over again in my head.