Secrets

Matt woke up in a strange room. His vision was still blurry, and he could only remember that his name was Matt Rodgers, and he was 16 years old.

As his sight finally returned, he'd noticed that he was in a hospital and there were doctors and police officers... but nobody he recognized.

"He's waking up!" Matt heard a voice directed at someone in the hallway.

A man, that appeared around his age, walked in.

Brown hair, blue eyes. Nope. Doesn't ring any bells. Matt thought with a sigh.

"Hey, Matt! How do you feel man?"

Wait, he knew me, but I don't know him... or do I?

"Umm... Hi?" Matt said, unsure of what else to do.

The man waved off the policemen and doctors.

"Okay, do you remember anything?"

"Before we discuss me, who are you, where am I, and how do you know me?" Suspicion and fear crept up Matt's spine.

"Jeremy Rodgers at your service. I would imagine you would like to leave the hospital? Plus, that doesn't really suit you as much as your normal attire does."

Matt looked down at the hospital gown he was wearing, and back up to the other man.

Jeremy held up a bag from the floor, and threw it to Matt, who caught it without hesitation.

Hmm, black leather jacket, blue t-shirt, green skinny jeans, and combat boots.

"Do you really expect me to wear these?" Matt held up the green skinny jeans.

"Ah, there's the Matt Rodgers I know and love! No way, man. I would never put you through that torture. Here."

He throws another bag, this time with blue, regular, jeans.

"I didn't think you would actually wear them, either. I've tried to make you wear them before, too. So, back to your memor-"

"Wait," Matt interrupted. "You still haven't explained how you know me."

"Okay, well, I'm your brother. Born two years before you."

"I have a brother?!" Matt wondered aloud.

"Yes. Now, do you remember anything?"

Jeremy seemed like a nice guy in Matt's opinion... but a brother?!?

"Hello? You there? I asked you a question, like, ten minutes ago." Jeremy waved one of his hands in front of Matt's face.

"What? Oh, yeah. I really only remember that my name is Matt Rodgers, I'm 16 years old. Oh, and I hate skinny jeans."