Not An Argent : Ariana || S.S

Cries For Help

"So.., who's this guy?"

"She doesn't remember..?"

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"Sometimes.., we just don't see people the way they really are. As if their faces are blurred out."

"Like our minds aren't able to recognise the person at all.."

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Stiles's Point Of View

We all shared glances in confusion.

I was the one to spend most time with her, yet she forgets who i am.

God.., this is just- She forgot everything we've gone through, she doesn't even remember my name.

"How is this possible..?" I mutter out underneath my breath.

"I'm sorry, i-" Aria apologized, only to be cut of by Scott.

"It's alright, this isn't your fault.." He assured her of the fact and nodded once at me.

I looked over at Ariana and flashed her a faint smile. Good enough.

{TimeSkip: a week}

Aria's Point Of View

Finally, i thought.

I'm getting out of this place. I'm actually getting the hell out of here! All i have to do is wait for Allison to come to give me some clothes, fill in some stupid papers and drive home.

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"Ariana.., Aria..." I was woken up by a familiar voice. Groaning slightly, i fluttered open my eyes, only to see the one and only Allison Argent sitting next to me.

"Great, you're awake! Now, let's put them clothes on so we can get out of here, okay?" Allison said happily. I swear, you could just feel her excitement.

I smiled brightly, sitting straight on the hospital's comfortable bed and instantly embraced Allison.

After a moment of squeezing the life out of each other we both separated.

Allison handed me the clothes she had brought, telling me to change.

Within a minute i had put on the shorts and crop top. They weren't the best fitting, but it was alright.

"You look amazing." Allison said calmly with a grin on her face.

"Thanks, Al." I smiled at her.

"Come on, Lydia's waiting outside." She gestured to the door, opening it right after.

We walked out of the hospital room, taking my stuff with us.

We walked to the counter, asking for my papers which needed to be filled in.

After a few minutes the papers were filled in and we were ready to head home, yet i was stopped by a voice.

"Aria, wait!" I turned around, yet i saw no one that could possibly be talking to me. Yet, i heard the same voice once again. "Aria!"

I recognized the voice, identifying it as Stiles. The guy has been worried sick about me lately, probably because i can't exactly remember him. -Also, who's Lydia?

We walked out of the building, i mentally put my finger up to the hospital as Allison led the way to Lydia's car.

We stuffed my bags inside of the car and not much later stepped in.

In the driver seat was a girl my age with long, voluminous reddish hair.

Lydia.

Without a word being said we left the parking lot and drove home in silence.

"Aria!"

"Stiles..?" I whispered out his name, brows furrowed as i kept gazing at my hands in front of me.

"Aria! Aria, behind you! Look out!"

My head shot up in fear, memories of friends and family streamed into my own mind like a bullet.

Short and painful, Chris would call it.

"You okay there, Ari?" Alli said, facing me as she looked behind her.

I answered with full honesty and zero energy. "Yeah.., i'm fine. I'm okay, perfect."

But i'm not so sure if Stiles is..

[A/N]

Wasn't so excited nor interesting, yet an important concept of these series and the story. Sorry fangirls~

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