Kian's POV:
"What do you mean she is missing?" The doctor says seriously, walking down the corridor.
"I don't know! I just got here!" I semi yell.
He scoffs, and picks up the phone.
I see the numbers he dials.
9 1 1
The police.
"Why are you calling the police!?" I'm starting to freak out.
He doesn't answer me.
I roll my eyes, and leave.
I'll find her myself.
Chey's POV:
I sit on the bed, and pull my legs up close to me. The room is strange.
I recognize the scent, and the scent brings back jogged, blurry memories.
WHY CAN'T I REMEMBER!?
I hold my head and slowly rock. "Just let me know. I want to know" I whisper to myself, and close my eyes. I feel a tear fall down my cheek.
This sucks.
I see in my head, but I dont know what it is. I want to know! I need to know!
The door opens, and I jump back. I drag the blanket with me, and I end up hiding on the floor.
"Chey?"
That voice. I know it. But I don't know it.
"Babe, are you here?"
Its....its....its....its....
WHY
I come out from the blanket and stand up.
That face.
It's the one from my memories.
"Who..who are you?" I ask, cocking my head sideways.
"Do you not remember?" He stares at me.
I shake my head. "Should I?"
Kian's POV:
Chey doesn't remember.
Me.
Amnesia
A/N
I'M 16 TODAY
AND I UPDATED
WOOOO
GREAT DAY
