Fate

Waking Up

"Jace?" 

It was the male again. The female had long since left. Someone had made her leave when her tears started spilling over at an alarming rate. Why did these people care so much about me? I didn't even know them.

I moved my lips, knowing no sound would come out.

But sound did come out.

It wasn't words, just a small, grumbling noise. Like your stomach when your hungry. At least, I think that's what it does. . . 

"Oh my gosh. Nurse! Nurse!" the male screamed.

I heard footsteps come pounding into my room. I had a thought.

If I could now make small noises, could I open my eyes?

I tried it, and sure enough, I could. The light was so blinding; I had to close them right away.

The female I had heard talking was in the room too. "She's awake. My baby's awake." she cried.

The next few hours were chaotic. Nurses bustled around the room, trying to make sure I didn't go back under. The male and female were rushed out of the room. The male was in a wheelchair and had a bandage on his head. The female had an arm cast, a million cuts and bruises, and was also in a wheelchair due to a led cast.

What had happened to them?

What had happened to me?

When the nurses were done working on them, the male and female were let back in. They each took one of my hands. They were both in casts. One of my legs was in a cast too.

"Wha-what happened?" I croaked.

They both smiled in relief. But why? Why was I so important to them?

"Plane crash." the male explained.

"I'm so sorry this happened, Jace. If I had been around more maybe this wouldn't have happened." the female was about to cry. I think she was emotionally unstable.

"Who's Jace?" I asked.

There relieved smiled turned to looks of fear.

"Your Jace. Wait, who am I?" the male wanted to know.

"I'm sorry. I don't know." I apologized.

"I don't suppose you know who I am either?" the female said sadly.

"No, sorry." I apologized again.

"Nurse!" they both called.

"What now?" she asked when she came back into the room.

"She doesn't remember." the male and female sighed.

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The nurses ran me through a series of questions. The Q and A session went a little like this:

NURSE: What's your name?

ME: I don't know.

NURSE: What year is it?

ME: I don't know.

NURSE: Where were you born?

ME: I don't know.

NURSE: When were you born?

ME: I don't know.

NURSE: Who's the president?

ME: Um. . .

Finally, they gave me the diagnostics. 

"She has amnesia." the nurse said.

Amnesia.

That was the disease were you forgot everything, right?

Oh God.