Forever With Me《Marcelee》

Chapter 34

I forced my eyes open to see a white ceiling and bright light. My head hurt. I-I can't remember a thing. Where am I?

Who am I?

"Oh, you're awake. How are you feeling?" A lady in white dress approached me. I felt uneasy. Why can't I remember anything? I started to panic. What's going on? What's all this?!

Am I in a hospital? What happened to me? Why can't I remember anything?!

"Calm down, calm down," the lady stated as I frantically looked around, obviously panicking. No matter how I try to think, I can't remember anything. It's making my head hurt!

"Who am I?! What's going on?! Who are you?!"

"Please wait here for a while," she gabbled nervously and with that, she hurriedly walked away. I eyed her as she pushed the curtain to make her exit. She pulled the curtain back to close the small space in here. I could see her silhouette. She was talking to a tall and built person, but I couldn't make out what they're saying.

As they were doing that, I examined myself. I brushed my hair with my hand. I had long black hair. I looked at my hands and my arms. My skin was very pale. I had no wounds. I pulled the sheet aside to reveal my lower body. I was wearing a grey tank top which was slightly torn and charred. My jeans were ripped, but there were no wounds or bruises.

I don't think anything's wrong with me, except that I can't remember anything the moment I woke up.

My forehead was covered in bandage. I took it off frantically. I touched around the part of my head where the bandage was placed. Nothing. All I noticed were my ears. They're pointy.

All this confusion just made me angry and depressed at the same time. I felt like breaking down or hurting myself. It's a feeling no words can explain, frustration would be an understatement. I don't know what to do.

"Hey," a man called from beside me. I was too busy studying myself that I hadn't noticed him until he spoke. I quirked my head to his direction. He sat down the side of the bed and I scooted away from him. "W-who are you?" I asked.

He frowned. "You really don't remember anything? You really don't remember me?"

I shook my head to say no. But... have I seen him before? "Who am I and what happened to me? Who are you? Did you bring me here?"

"Easy, calm down," there was that look on his face that I couldn't read. "Okay, first, stop worrying. You're safe with me," he stated reassuringly. I narrowed my eyes at him.

It felt dangerous to wake up with no memories. It felt dangerous that I woke up not even knowing myself, not knowing who my family is or who my friends are. Do I have family and friends?

And it was somehow... scary, that he's telling me to trust him. Should I? Of course I shouldn't, I don't know him. But then again, do I know anyone?

I want to trust him. It would be better that I've got someone on my side. But I just couldn't let my emotions get the best of me. I'm scared that's why I want to trust him. I can't just trust anyone like that, they might take advantage of me.

"Your name is Erin," he spoke. I guess I've got a nice name.

"You got into an accident two days ago. You hit your head hard, and that's why you can't remember anything now. But it's all going to be okay."

"You think this is okay?! I can't remember anything!"

"Please, just calm down."

I sighed. "What happened to me?" I continued to interrogate him as I stared at my pale hands. They were cold. He seemed to think for a while. "You got hit by a truck and you hit your head on the pavement," he answered.