Is this the truth?

286 Days Before

Cameron was driving me home from the hospital. Apparently Cameron was at the hospital because Nash beat him up. I asked why but they haven't said a word since.

Right now I'm sitting in the leather passenger seat of Cameron's car and Nash was in the back seat being a back a typical back seater. It's killing me to know more about myself and my life since I don't remember anything. I thought that Nash as my cousin would be more loyal and answer all my questions. I don't even know who he is anymore! I'm more pissed that I don't even know how I ended in such a state. I mean, what was Cameron talking about when we first met? For the second time, I guess.

"Guys?" I ask "yeah" them both murmured in accord. "Why don't you tell me much? You've told me you're my cousin and you beat your friend up. But I don't know why, and how I ended in this state. As a cousin, Nash, I thought you would tell me more about my life and my family". Nash and Cameron were hush again. Like they were iced up and couldn't let whatever is stuck inside them out until they were melted. "Do I need to just live the rest of my life wondering and guessing?" I could feel my mouth pout as I began to feel my eyes fill up in tears. I don't know what my life was like before and who I was but I'm sure I never planned to live my life wondering about why everyone around me is afraid of something. "Because I do not want to live the rest of my life BEING CLUELESS. ITS HARD ENOUGH ALREADY" I yelled as you can hear my sobs coming from my mouth as I dig my head in my knees as I bring them up to meet me head halfway. It wasn't just confusion inside me. It has now turned into a mixture of confusion and anger/frustration that these two boys have kept even more tongue-tied. Why won't they just tell me everything I want and need to know? Of course I couldn't make a scene without making the atmosphere artless.

My arm started banging the window and my legs started to kick the door as Cameron and Nash started to lose one's mind and question my violent actions. "PULL OVER" I screamed in arrogation. In short order, Cameron pulled over on the side of the road and I opened the door intensely and ran down the hill that the road was next to and I just fell to my knees. Unsure of where all this tension in my body came from as I perhaps may be overreacting, I banged my hands flat down on the dirt and continued to have my warm tears stroll down my cheeks. My head started to anguish again like it did in the hospital when I woke up. I heard footsteps and sensed body language behind me as Nash crouched down next to me and embraced my back in his hand and started to rub my back while he tried to comfort me. Soon enough he sat down and whispered "its ok" very softly that you could just hear his deep tone voice.

"You and Cameron were drunk at the party. You two hooked up. I found out and I got angry" Nash told me with no eye contact. We've been sitting here for an hour while Nash conceded to tell me everything I wanted to know about my previous life. The funny thing is, when he got onto the topic of Cameron and I he didn't make any eye contact what so ever. "Nash. I didn't get pregnant did I?" I asked with full mission. Nash continued to wonder the ground and play with a miniature rock he picked up earlier. "Nash" I speak with demand for him so look up and answer "am I pregnant?" I hunt for the answer that I crave to know. "Yes. You're pregnant. That's why I beat Cameron".

"Oh my gosh" I whispered. "I'm having a baby with a hot boy I hardly know. How do I have baby when I don't know much about myself, Nash?"

"It's ok". Nash tries to enlighten me with his assuring words also placing his hand on my shoulder. "Your memory might come back before the baby is born"  Nash guesses with hope in his voice. "Come on" Nash starts to stand up. "That's a big might" I snitch at him "Cameron has been waiting in the car for over an hour". Nash says ignoring my snitch. I get up with Nash walking me to the car. When we get into the car, Cameron starts to drive off. I see that his right hand isn't on the steering wheel. I reach over and hold his hand. He looks at me baffled from my touch. Quickly he look back on the road as the car behind him beeped because he started to drive into the other lane. "Everything's going to be ok. Nash told me pretty much everything I wanted to know. Just don't leave me and this child alone". I say with more demand but with a soft tone to not sound harsh. "Never" Cameron Says kissing my hand with his delicate lips.