My eyes cracked open, and blurred for a second until they adjusted to the bright light. The room looked sanitary. Perfectly clean and white. Where was I? I opened my mouth opened and I screamed.
Even more light burst into the room as a sharp looking surgeon bustled in with a plastic trolley, fully equiped with sharp metal plades and injections. He had a white mask over his mouth, and matching scrubs. He had small but defined eyes, blue, sharp yet hollow. He had an incredibly large nose, like half an upturned ship. His brows were dark and furrowed. I didn't recognise him.
"Stop screaming Aaliyah. You stupid child."
"I'm sorry? Who are you? And who is Aaliyah?"
"You are. Is this a joke? I'm in no mood for laughing, all the trouble we went to, just to save you."
I was lost. Who was this guy? He kept glaring at me. And save me? What was he on about?
"Look I'm sorry sir, but I have no idea where I am, nor who you are."
"Crap."
He frowned, and brought his wrist up to his mouth. Around his wrist was a thin meatal band, which he spoke into with a worried expression ironed into his face.
"Selena. I'm going to need a hand in here."
A sudden pounding began in my head, so I squeezed my eyes shut. I heard a loud sigh come from the nasty surgeon. Then, a sound of tapping feet.
I inched my eyes open again, and looming over me was a dark haired woman. She was pretty, in a official, business like way. She had large oval eyes, all one tone of brown. Her eyebrowes were plucked to submission, and left her face with an open and alert expression. Her chestnut hair fell into a perfect bob, and she had a small pointy nose. She was one of those people who looked perfectly symmetrical.
"Hello Aaliya. Remember me?"
She spoke with a calm, slightly mocking tone. Her eyes were fixed to mine, in a way that made me feel almost uncomfortable. Was that normal?
"Erm... Should I?" I replied nervously.
Her face turned cold. "Yes. You should. I'm Selena Clark. We have worked together for three years."
"I'm sorry- what?"
"You're name Is Aaliya. You're our top-"
"Selena!" Interrupted the Surgeon looking angry. "Should we really devulge all this information at such an early stage. If she does have concussion, then she won't know what's a secret and what isn't! Anything could happen. We ought to try bring her memory back first."
Selena rolled her eyes, but nodded.
She too had a metal band around her wrist. She brought it up to her lips and began to speak.
"Noah can come in here now. Tell him to expect a shock. Thanks Elsbeth."
She lowered her wrist and gave me a level look.
"Right then. She has mild concussion. Lucifer, would you please run some general tests. I will go and inform Noah of this problem." Then she swiftly turned away, her long white labcoat swishing as she went.
Lucifer walked up to me and began pushing pressure points and looking into my eyes and ears with a bright light. Then he asked me to sit up. I did as I was told but promptly fell down again. Pain surged through me, and I yelped.
"Maybe not then." Sighed Lucifer. Man, this guy really was a grump.
The doors burst open and in came a beautiful man. He had dark touseled hair, and eyes so black they looked magic. His jaw was incredibly pronounced, and he had slight stubble around his chin. He looked like an angel. An agonised, upset angel.
"Aaliyah?"
I started to look around, but realised he was talking to me. That's right. I'm Aaliyah.
"Erm, yes?" I looked up into his eyes, and saw deep sadness pouring out of them.
He walked up to me and sat gently on the side of my bed.
"It's me. Noah. Aaliyah, please tell me you know who I am. Please say you recognise me."
I was stuck for words. I had never met any of these people before! What was I supposed to say?
"Sorry..." I whispered, looking down.
He gently tugged at my chin, and pulled my face up to look him in the eyes. He was crying. This beautiful man was crying. I felt a longing in my heart to reach out and hug him. Instead, I just lay there.
Suddenly, Noah seemed to get angry.
"I knew that assignment was too much for you! I told you Lucifer! Did you want this to happen? Well?" Noah clenched his fists and stood up, then strode over to Lucifer. "I hate you! You are a stupid stuck up bastard! Look what you have done!" He was shouting now.
"Calm down Noah." Lucifer said, looking Noah in the eye.
Noah's shoulders sagged. He looked empty now.
"Please Aaliyah. Please sweatheart. It's me." He turned to face me. I felt a tear trickle slowly down my cheek. So badly I wanted to remember. I sighed and looked away.
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