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Mari. (M-Are-e)

Of all names mine had to be, it had to be Marielle but I go by Mari. At least, I think I do. I don't remember much but I do remember this: My name is Marielle. I'm seventeen. I woke up in a hospital room. I have no family or friends(or none that I remember).

I don't remember anything. All I know is that I woke up in a hospital bed with nothing in the room. A man with extremely blonde hair, bright blue eyes, a Beatles t-shirt, jeans, and converses on comes in the room "You're awake. Well you have a concussion, a broken leg, two cracked ribs, and a fracture in your arm. You're also covered in bruises that the doctors say that most didn't come from the accident. Do you remember anything?"

"My names Mari and I'm seventeen?"

"Well you're officially seventeen today you've been here two weeks now."

"Do I know you?"

"I'm your brother M"

He sat down on the bed next to me and I realized who he was. "Eric. What... What happened?"

He smiled "Well I don't know honestly. The cops wont tell me anything."

"Did I... Did I kill some-"

"No I would know if you did plus you hate the sight of a dead animal."

As soon as he said it I shivered. He smiled "Docs say you can leave today if you'd like? They just need to be sure that you're good to go before we go though. I called your friends and they are coming soon. I also told them that you might not remember them but I don't think Ross knows-"

People come in the room and a guy with blonde hair that was extremely cute came and practically tackled me. "Mari I'm so glad your safe"

"umm. Do I know you?"

He pulls away startled and the rest of them comes over introducing themselves. I recognized their names but I couldn't place how I knew them. the blonde boy looks absolutely crushed. "I'm sorry I'm sure that I know you but I just don't remember any of you other than Eric."

It seemed that I only made it worse so I convinced him to come closer so that I could see his face. He sat down next to me and I looked at him. His face was heartbroken and somehow I knew him. I just couldn't place how. "Ross right?"

He smiles "you used to call me R when we were together."

I giggled "seems fitting. I know your face so well but I just don't really remember. Maybe you guys can help me remember?"

They all smiled at me then they left other than Ross. Eric let him stay so that he could get started on telling me everything. starting with the day we met.

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