memories ~ elmax ~

pt. 3

max's pov:

2 weeks later~

"maxin- max! we have some good news for you!" the nurse called out as she peeked her head in the room. i set down the bowl of jello i had been eating and stared at her waiting for her to say the 'good news' feeling confused. "the doctors did some more tests on you, and your passing in flying colours." she explained to me. i squinted my eyes still feeling confused. she sighed and came into my room more. "you can go home max! normally we don't let people out of the hospital this early- but you are healing." she told me in an enthusiastic voice. i glanced down at my foot in a cast. "my foot is still broken, i still have a concussion, and i still can't remember jackshit." i told her in a rude tone. "all that will heal, and i guarantee you will regain your memories once you get back into a familiar area like your house." she told me. "but this is familiar place, the hospital is the only place i remember-
i-" before i could finish speaking she cut me off.

"max, stop complaining. i overhead the doctors saying you will go home later tonight. you better get packing your bags!" she excitedly told me. i sighed and nodded. she smiled and exited my room, not even shutting the door. god, i hated that nurse. she was always listening in on the doctors conversations and drama and being rude to me. and the other part of me hated the nurse even more now because of the news she told me. this hospital is the only place i know, only place i have memories of. i have no memory of what my 'house' is like so i just kinda considered this my home now. i know it's dumb especially because i've only been here for two weeks- well only been awake for two weeks.. but still. and i'm JUST starting to get comfortable here.

and i don't want to go back to where 'my family' lives because i don't know them. i have a bad feeling about them too.. the woman who was apparently my mom came to visit two other times, and my apparent 'dad' hasn't visited me since i woke up. also i found out i have a brother who is a few years older then me, that has not visited me yet. oh that also reminds me, i've learned a few more things from 'my mom' about my life. i went to hawkins high school, and i was a junior. acording to her i loved horror films, and gore. that does not sound right though, i mean who the fuck would wanna watch people get murded and think that's entertaining? also apparently i have a skateboard, so that's cool. i don't think i liked my mom very much because i never told her anything about my life- she didn't know if i had friends or a boyfriend.

i really hope i didn't have a boyfriend, just the thought of dating a man made me sick. i don't know why.. it just is hard to explain. just imagining the feeling of a guys lips on mine made me feel like i was gonna throw up. i REALLY hope i don't have a boyfriend, and if i do, i will probably break up with him. but again if i did- why would i? from what i've heard from my 'family' and especially from 'my dad' i'm a really bad person. my mom try's to deny it, but i can tell she agrees with him. another thing i haven't done yet is look in the mirror. there are plenty of mirrors around the hospital, i'm just scared to look at who i really am. i know i have red hair and that's about it. but only because it's really messy so it always gets in my face.

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i sighed as i set my bag down on the edge of my hospital bed. a few minutes after the nurse left the doctor came back in and re-told me the news i had already learned. i was supposed to go home at 5:00pm, and it was already 4:55. i spent most of the day in my bed watching tv and enjoying the last time i have in this hospital. i had a gut feeling as soon as i went back to my 'house' my life would change for the worst. and i can admit i was scared. my memory was still not back, and the only memories i have are of the hospital, so it's gonna be like re-starting my life all over again for the 3rd time. "maxine?" i heard a voice ask from infront of me. i looked up and saw my mom. "are you ready to go home maxine?" she asks me as i sat there like a statue wanting more then ever to scream 'no' and run away from this woman. "maxine, get your ass in the car." my dad says as he stood in the doorway with his arms crossed.

i sighed and grabbed my crutches and stood up. i still couldn't walk very well with the crutches, but i was able to walk outside just fine. my mom grabbed my bags and followed my dad out of my room. just as i was about to leave i turned back around and took one more final glance around the room. "well goodbye once normal life.." i muttered to myself. i saw my parents at the front desk of the floor i was staying on, presumably checking me out. the secretary smiled at me as i gave a slight wave goodbye. "enjoy freedom max." she chuckled in an attempt to make my laugh as i was visable upset. even though i didn't want to, i fourced my lips to curl into a slight fake smile. i wasn't okay, but i didn't want anybody to know that.

i was also sad to leave that secretary behind, after a few days and i could leave my bed and walk around the hospital, a lot of the times she would walk around with me because the floor i was staying on was pretty slow, so she had a lot of free time. at first i didn't enjoy the company, but i eventually grew to appreciate it, so i was sad to leave her behind. i approached the elevator my parents were waiting at, and the doors slid open as soon as i reached it. we all got inside of it, and my dad hit the button that red 'floor 1'. "are you excited to go home maxine?" my mom asked me. i shrugged truthfully i despised the thought of this day comming, and i despised what was happening, but i couldn't let them know that. i glanced over to my dad and he had a blank expression. he stood there like a robot, emotionless. it seemed like he didn't even care i was coming home, at least my mom seemed like she some what care.

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