THE DAY I WOKE UP

BESTIES ARE THE BEST

.......BLACK...........

after a few hours

Why is my head aching like this? Damn, my back hurts too. Feels like I'm lying on a rock or something. This bed, or whatever it is, isn't as comfy as mine at home—wait, I can call it home, right? Though I can't quite remember it.

Wow, the pillow I'm holding is so warm. Nice... Wait, since when did pillows move?

As I tried to open my eyes, they were momentarily blinded by the harsh lights. It had been closed for so long. That's when I realized what I was holding: Julian's hand. It startled me so much that I shouted and woke him up. Damn it! For once, he looked more angelic than cute while sleeping, and I ruined it. He was clearly confused and asked me something I didn't quite catch. "Hmm?"

"Why are you asking so many questions?" I muttered, feeling flustered.

"No, just tha—" I began, then it all came flooding back. I remembered trying to tell him I was about to blackout, and he hadn't listened.

"Are you okay now? Feeling better? Why did you shout?" Julian's voice was gentle, full of concern.

"What happened, darling?" he asked softly.

"Don't you dare call me darling, Julian!!"

"Wait... What did I do?"

"WHAT THE HELL DIDN'T YOU DO?" I snapped, a sharp pain slicing through my head. I shut my eyes tightly, trying to block out the pain. Julian noticed and tried to soothe me, offering water, but I just shouted two words that made me feel slightly better.

"GET OUT!!!"

He looked wounded by my outburst, his expression pained, but I couldn't muster any concern. He hadn't cared when it truly mattered. After he left the room, Lisa entered a few minutes later.

"Hey, bro... I just found out about your acute amnesia. Are you feeling better now? Is there anything you need?" Her voice was filled with concern and care.

That's when I broke down, crying like a baby, quite literally. Lisa immediately moved to comfort me, her voice trembling with worry. "What happened? Why are you crying? Did that  fucking bastard Miller hurt you, bro? Tell me, did he? I swear, if he made you cry, I'll make him regret it."

"Lisa... Julian—wait, who's Miller?"

"Oh, right, sorry. I forgot about your amnesia. Julian Miller—he's..." She paused, suddenly alarmed. "Wait! What did that fucking bastard Julian do?"

"Lisa... Can you answer me honestly?"

"Yes."

"Does Julian love me like Victor loves you?"

"What? Are you serious? Why would you even ask that?"

"Because... Because it feels like Victor would do anything for you, but Julian... he didn't even listen when I told him I was about to blackout—"

I don't know if it was the phrase "didn't listen" that triggered her or what, but she transformed into an angry bird or something, shouting, "JULIAN!! FUCKING MILLER!! GET OVER HERE THIS INSTANT HOW DARE YOU HURT HE-"

The nurse, interrupting the heated exchange, said, "Ma'am, this is a hospital; please maintain silence."

"Have you ever been closer to your best friend than to your husband?"

"No, ma'am, but—"

"Just be quiet. Julian Miller, how dare you hurt my best friend!"

"Just shut up. JULIAN MILLER I AM GONNA KILL YOU -NO TORTURE YOU IN THOUSANDS OF WAYS FOR HURTING MY BEST FRIEND!"