True Love//Troye Sivan

Chapter Twenty-Four

"Severe amnesia?" I asked.

"Yes, I'm very sorry,"

"So that means he'll get his memory back soon...right?"

"I don't know. There's a good chance he will, and a good chance he won't. He's lost a lot of his past. He still remembers a few things like his family, friends, name, practical everything leading up to the car accident. But I just can't figure out why he doesn't remember somethings."

"How long do you think it will take for his memory to come back? Days, weeks?"

"I don't know, possibly years at its most."

"Y-years?"

"I'm very sorry, now we'll be ready in about ten minutes for you to take him home, alright?"

"Sure,"

I bent down next to Troye.

"You really don't remember me, do you?" I asked tearing up.

He looked confused and a little scared that he didn't know where he was, what happened, or even who I was.

"I don't know." He said unsure.

I stood back up and walked out.

"Where are you going?" Emma asked as I walked out.

"I'm going to go see Matt." I didn't know why I left Troye, I just know that if I was in there another minute I would cry.

I took a breath and started walking down the hall and up the stairs towards Matts room.

When I got to Matts room, he was sleeping. Probably bored without me.

I went over to him and he looked worse.

He looked sick as hell and he was too skinny. I guess he hasn't ate in days.

I hope he's okay.

I didn't wake him up, I just sat and watched him sleeping for a few minutes before my phone rang.

"Shhhh!" I tried shushing my phone even though it's a phone.

I answered it and walked to the door. Of course it was Emma.

"What do you want?!" I asked whispering.

"We can go home now if you'd like. But if you want to stay with the man who actually knows your name that's cool too."

"No, no, I want to go home and talk to him, and...stuff." I said looking down at Matt.

"Okay well do you want to come back to the room. I literally have no idea where you are."

"Yea, yea, one sec."

I walked to the side of Matts bed and crouched down to him.

"Don't give up on me before tomorrow, please." I whispered and walked out.

I went back down to Troyes room and got really exited seeing him up and talking again.

Listening to his voice and looking into his bright blue eyes just makes my heart race.

I walked in seeing Troye talking to Emma, who he didn't remember either, and the nurse.

"Okay, ready to go?" Emma asked when she saw me.

"Yup, c'mon Troye,"

"Wait, I don't even know who you are," he said.

I turned around and my eyes teared up.

"R-Right," I started, "But, but where else would you stay? Not here in the hospital, right? You've been here for like three years, and now your finally able to come home. You'll be able to come back to me." I said as my voice cracked a bit.

"What are you talking about? I don't even know you."

"Are you kidding me? We were together for years before this stupid car accident! And you don't even remember a second of it?!"

"Listen, I'm sorry! I wish I could remember! You seem pretty cool to have as a friend,"

"A friend? We were more than friends Troye, I thought something like this would happen where you had amnesia, but I didn't think you'd forget me."

I walked out of the room and down the hallway that seemed to last forever.

Tears streaming down my face, I walked out of the hospital and into the passenger seat of my car.

I continued to cry hoping they wouldn't come out for another minute or two so I could just get it all out.

By the time I settled down a little more, out of the mirror, I saw Emma and Troye walk out of the hospital.

They made it to the car and Emma got in.

"You gonna get in the car, Troye?" She asked.

"I don't want to." He said.

"What's wrong?" She asked.

"I don't know, just something about getting in a car feels weird."

"Oh, Troye, honey, there's nothing to worry about. You probably just have anxiety from your accident." I said.

"I can't. " He drifted off.

"Troye, get in the car and I'll tell you everything, okay?" I said.

"I just can't! Okay?! I already know why I was in that hospital for years! I was in a car accident that led to me being in a coma! I'm not letting that happen again!"

I got out of the car and walked over towards him and yelled "Troye! You'll be fine! I promise nothing will happen to you! The reason you went into a coma was because of someone who made you spin out of control!"

"Who was it? Huh? Who made me 'spin out of control'?"

"My ex boyfriend who didn't want you in my life, why do you care,"

"No reason. But I'm still not getting into that car."

"What do you want me to do Troye? You want to walk home?" I said ironically.

"Actually, yes."

"Does he even know the way back to our apartment?" Emma said. I forgot she was still listening.

"No, but, I'll go with him."

"Suit yourself." She said getting back into the car and driving away from the hospital.

"Great job Troye, now we have to walk home."

"It isn't my fault,"

"Yes it is!" I laughed.

"No it isn't. So where do you live?"

"We live like 20 minutes by car away from here."

"Great."

"Yup," I sighed.

This'll be fun...