Theodore Dorian, a man with no memories of himself or his past, woke up alone and confused in the woods of a strange town named Mystic Falls. Found by Stefan and taken in by Alaric in hopes of being able to regain his memories. He quickly makes frie...
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I got a call from the hospital to go over Theodore's results. He doesn't have any family that he knows of so I was forced to put myself down as his emergency contact. All his tests were done and his results were in. The doctor wanted me to come down in person to talk about the next steps. Like I didn't have anything better to do. I should be worrying about Elena and Bonnie, not some strange kid I found out in the woods.
I can't just leave him to fend for himself when he doesn't remember anything but at the same time, this is annoying. He is annoying and I know he isn't trying to be. His consent questions are going to be the death of me. I know he just wants to know what I'm talking about but it's like I'm talking to a small child. I'm just hoping that the doctors have some good news so I can get this guy out of my life. Maybe he is getting better and remembering things about himself or someone is coming to get him. High hopes have high hopes.
I ran to the hospital with my vampire speed and walked inside. I went to the front desk and signed in. I still can't believe that this guy doesn't remember anything. What disease can make you forget everything about yourself? How can somebody forget their name? We don't even know if he's Theodore Dorian. The name was just on a necklace but that could not even be his necklace. He could have found it on somebody else. Whatever as of right now he's Theodore.
I put the pen down and walked down the white hallways of the hospital. The lady at the desk said the doctor would take a while to get to us. I walked past different doctors and patients. One thing I don't miss about being human was getting sick or having to wait a long time for an injury to heal. I continued to walk until I stopped at the door to his room. Room 119. I could hear his heartbeat pick up as I knocked on the door.
"Come in," I heard him say. I opened the door and saw him lying in bed. His eyes lit up and he sat up. Wow, he's happy. I thought.
"Oh hey, Stephen!" He smiled.
"Hi Theodore," I said and closed the door behind me.
"What are you doing here?" He asked.
"The doctors called me. How are you doing?" I asked as I walked to the chair beside his bed and sat down.
"I'm doing good, I guess. I still don't remember anything but my head pain is gone," he answered.
"That's good, we'll not really. You know what I mean,"
"Yeah, I do. All the tests were so tiring though," he sighed. "They took my blood and then stuck me in this huge metal thing that somehow scans my brain," he explained.
"An M.R.I machine?" I asked.
"Yeah, it took so long! They redid the scan like 5 times," he said.
"Why?"
"I don't know, I guess the M.R.I thingy didn't like me," he said.
"Do you know how the blood tests went?" I wondered how the tests went. That is why I'm here.
