Amnesia

chapter one

emma's p.o.v.
My bed felt more comfortable than usual. I had been out all day and to finally be at home, in my own bed. I took off my black converse and opened my laptop. My phone was ringing, but it was on my dresser, and i was to lazy to get up.
About the third time my phone rang, I decided to go pick up, thinking it must be important.
other side of the phone:
hello, miss emma jones?
me:
yes? i am her.
other side of the phone:
we request that you make your way to the hospital right now, you're boyfriend has got into a bad crash and luke told us to call you.
buzz.

Did I hear right? Michael got into a crash. It couldn't be that bad, could it? Why did Luke tell them to call, not Michael? I rushed out my front door, forgetting to put on shoes. I sped down my street?m, hurrying to get to the hospital.
After parking, I sprinted inside, immediately seeing Luke. I ran over to him.
" where is michael? "
" he is in a room. " luke responds softly.
" why don't you have a room? "
" the crash effected him more than me. the other car hit his side. "

I love Luke like my own brother, but why did Michael have to get hurt? We waited almost four hours, not sleeping at all. Around 1 am, the doctor finally came out, saying we can go to see Michael. I rushed past everyone and into room 206. He was hooked up to about eighteen different machines, his breathing was steady, but he was asleep.
I went over to his side and touched his hand with the tips of my fingers. His right eye opened and I jumped back a little, startled.
" Hi babe. " I say gently.
He looks like he doesn't know who I am.
" Who are you? " He responded.
I look down at my pale boyfriend, his blue hair messy and his lips dark red. I tear up, looking over at Luke.
" He doesn't remember.. "
Luke waddled over to me, sitting down and pulling me to him. I put my face in my hands, starting to sob.

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A/N:
sorry it's short. :(