JOHNS POV
I feel like an asshole. Katy just left the room in tears after I failed to remember her. She kept telling me over and over that she loved me, and that I loved her but how can I love someone I've just met? She finally gave up and told me she needed some air which I understand. I wish I could just remember one thing about her.. about us. But what if she's lying? What if we don't even know each other? But if she is telling the truth and she's pregnant then how am I supposed to raise a child with a stranger? I can't just leave her.. I mean we are technically together.. I just don't know what to fucking do.
I turned my head to the door when I heard voices approach and the sound of the door handle jiggle before being met by the faces of my parents. My parents. I remember them why can't I remember katy? Did she not mean that much to me? Or did she mean the whole world to me and I don't know what I've just lost. I ran my hands through my hair frustratingly trying to wrap my head around everything.
"John, you're awake!" I heard my mother exclaim as she rushed over to my side. "They didn't tell us you were awake! Where's Katy, does she know? She'll be so happy, Richard go find her." She rambled before noticing my rather depressed behavior. She immediately calmed down and looked at me confused.. probably wondering why I wasn't happy to be alive and well.
"Don't go get her.." I sighed, and they both gave me the most confused looks I've ever seen on a person. If they know her than it must be true..
"Don't you want to see her? She's been a wreck John." My dad said, making my heart break for a person I didn't even know. She was a wreck. Over me.
"Look I.... I don't remember her." I sighed, looking down at my lap ashamed. Even though this wasn't my fault I felt like it was. I heard my mother gasp and look over at my dad before placing her hands on her chest.
"Does... she know?" She asked, sadly. I wanted to cry, obviously I had just lost the most important thing in my life, according to their reactions. but I couldn't even remember.
"Yes... she does, um.. she didn't take it very well." I explained, reaching over for my phone that had been sitting beside me but I hadn't even bothered to pick it up until now. I wanted to see if there was anything on here to remind me of her. Photos? Videos? Anything to show me just what I couldn't remember that was obviously so important.
I unlocked my phone to immediately be greeted by a picture of us. It seemed to be a picture someone else took of us off guard. I was just standing there, arms wrapped around her waist as I stared at her laughing at who knows what. Her smile was breathtaking, and to think that I used to be lucky enough to see that smile everyday. I loved her, I could tell that I really loved her.. I just don't remember loving her at all. I then moved on to my texts and clicked on her name.. reading everything we had sent each other for the last couple months. Some messages were sweet, others were us arguing and then me giving in and apologizing, others that lets just say only I should read, and on and on. Then I moved on to my brothers name just out of curiosity as I saw Katys name on the line below his name.
"I'm doing it. I'm asking Katy to marry me soon" I read over and over and over again. I was going to propose? Was it because she was pregnant? Or did I really love her? The hardest part was just not knowing anything..
Picture after picture after picture I scrolled through trying my best to remember something about her.. but nothing. I hadn't even realized that my parents were watching me with sympathetic looks until I looked up at them almost in tears.
"I just lost the love of my life didn't I?" I whispered, earning a sad look from the both of them. My mother dropped her head and rested her hand on my shoulder gently.
