Melissa's POV
As soon as I was back in this dark place I struggled to get out. That's when I realized I wasn't IN a dark place, my mind was making a dark place. I am so confused. What's going on with me? Where am I? And who was that, that I saw?
I feel a shake on my arm and I think that someone must be trying to pull me to consciousness. I do the best I can to help them, but I feel weak and out of control of my own body. My brain feels like its full of static.
It takes a while, but I am able to open my eyes once again. And I once again see a room. And a single person standing back a bit from my bed.
It's a man. Not the same boy from before. This man is wearing a long white jacket and gloves. Some kind of doctor, I think? Wait, why is there a doctor in my room? Hold on, this isn't a normal room! At least I don't think so... My brain is very foggy and confused. Every time I try to focus on something, like trying to figure out who this man is, or what a normal room looks like, my head starts to ache badly and I feel like I might pass out.
The man sees my open eyes and gives me a warm and sympathetic smile.
"Hello, dear,"he says in a calm voice," how are you feeling?"
I think about that... What am I feeling? I really don't know...
"I-I," I stammer, feeling like vocal cords no longer work. I let out a small cough and try again," I don't know. I feel strange."
My words come out quiet, almost in a whisper. I'm surprised at my voice. It sounds strange to me. What does that mean when you don't recognize your own voice? This scares me.
The man speaks again pulling me from my mixed up thoughts.
"Yes, I'd imagine you would,"he says still smiling," you've been through quite a lot."
What does that mean? What is he talking about? He seems to notice the confusion and worry on my face, and right away reassures me.
"Oh no, don't worry! You're going to be just fine!"
"I-I just don't know what's going on," I say in a small voice,"Where am I and what happened to me? And who are you?"
His smile disappears and he appears shocked. His eyes are wide and his mouth is hanging open a bit.
"What-what do you mean?" He asks. Now he's the one stammering.
"I don't remember... How I got here or what I'm here for." I say. I'm so confused at this point and I still any think straight," I can't remember anything."
"Anything? Oh no!" He says almost talking to himself," This is just what we feared!"
"What? What is going on?" I ask, trembling.
"I need to go," he said. He now looked thoroughly uncomfortable," you get some rest and I'll be back to see you soon"
He smiles at me again before exiting through the door. It wasn't the same smile though this one was full of anxiousness and sorrow.
What was troubling him? I don't understand! And why can't I remember anything?
A/N
sorry so short!
Hey! Is anyone reading this? I haven't been very faithful in writing, but I'll try harder:)
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