Chapter 7- How could he not remember?

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"Toby...I'm your wife...." She spoke in the smallest voice I've ever heard. my wife? i just broke up with Olga..hell i don't even know this girls name. i looked up at the door way and saw my mom, sister and Ciara all with horrified looks on they're faces. i also saw the Smosh guys, what they were doing here, I'm not sure.

The shorter man, -Ian i think, my memory is so horribly scrambled-, stepped inside to go to the girl to the side of me, still holding my hand. by the looks of the two, they were siblings. Same face shape, same eye color and same hair color. "Em.." Ian started as he placed a hand on her shoulder.

"No." she said shaking his hand off, rejecting his comfort and sharply standing and walking out the door.

"Emerald!" he called taking a few steps after her, but not going the full way to her. Instead he turned to me, with a look of disgust on his face. " I should have never let you propose to my sister." He said before finally going after the girl. i assumed her name was emerald.

The worst thing that got me, was the look my mother had on her face. I'm not sure what is was, if t was disappointment, sadness, or rage. maybe it was all three, but it was sickening. And Ciara, she was disgusted with me, i could just tell. "Uncle, you just lost the best thing that ever came into your life." she said as she walked away, Angie following after her, scolding her for saying that to me.

Emeralds POV

I ran as fast as i could out of that hospital, not wanting to spend another minute, no second in there. I wasn't sure what i was feeling, but i just couldn't take it. As i stepped out onto the black top of the parking lot i looked at my left hand. Maybe i was being irrational, but i didn't care. i looked at the beautiful ring Toby had bought. My wedding ring. Sure it wasn't traditional at all, but it was definitely one you'd never forget. why is that you ask? its a white gold band, with two raspberry red garnets on either side of a black diamond. You could say it was a darkness redness whiteness ring. I slipped it, and the emerald engagement ring off my finger, and threw them on the ground. "Emerald..." I heard Ian say as he burst through the hospital doors.

"I can't. I just. I don't know. I don't know how to feel. Every things all mixed together, and I'm not quite sure. All I know is that right now, I sure as hell don't want those rings on my hand." I said pointing at the rings Ian picked up. I realized that my British accent came back out in those sentences. It hasn't appeared in a long while.

"Give him time sis, he just came out of a coma." He said hugging me.

"How much time Ian? He thought it was 2012 for Christ sake! I just wanna go home."

"Which home?" He asked quietly.

"Home home." I said slouching against Ian as he practically held me up.

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I decided to go back to Toby and I's house to get my things later on that week. He was coming home sometime soon, and since he really doesn't know who I am, I probably shouldn't stay with him. I placed my suitcase on the floor next to the couch, as gryphon gave me a very pitiful look. "Awe bubby." I cooed as I scooped him up off the floor. I kissed his furry little head, and his tail wagged so furiously, that his butt was wiggling. "You little butt wiggler!" I laughed. Gryphon was another one of the few people/animals that can make me just a little happy. I held him close, knowing I probably wouldn't hold him ever again. "I'm sorry Gryph, but I have to go. Toby's coming home soon so don't worry." I said, tears making there way to my eyes. Right from the start gryphon's loved me. I kissed him once more and set him down on the couch, and grabbed my suitcase. I jumped when I heard a voice being cleared. I turned to the sound, and my mood dropped once again.

"No one said you had to leave." Toby said as he leaned against the wall.

"Now why would I stay with a guy who doesn't even even know my name?" I scowled as I brushed past him, not waiting for his response.

"Well according to this ring, you're my wife." He said grabbing a strap on one of my bags.

"I don't care." I said wriggling free, running down the drive, and to the sidewalk. "How can i be your wife when you don't even know who I am?!" I yelled before running off, going home. Then sitting in my room alone until I feel like leaving. Like that'll ever happen.

AN: yeah this was a terrible chapter. I had a little writers block. Could you tell? Ah whatever. Soo yeah.

Don't go crazy while I'm gone.

~Browniebuscus <3

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