amnesia | editing

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I reached the hospital in half an hour.

TheOtherMatt: Where r u guys?

MattK20: Gardens. faster come!

I rounded the corner and found them.

Matt was with Zann, trying to comfort her.

Poor girl, she had tears streaming down her cheeks.

I broke into a short run. Matt heard me and looked up.

"Thank goodness you're here. We just had a mini crisis." Matt relayed to me.

I sighed and turned to Zann.

She was still the picture of perfectness that I remembered, small almond eyes, tanned skin and pink lips. But there was something that was not there. That familiar sparkle in her eyes was just... gone.

Zann smiled tentatively at me. Oh, yeah, right, my best friend has amnesia.

I stretched a hand out.

"Matthew Sabers. Your best friend." I said, determined to make her remember.

Zann grinned and it made me hurt. So close to her old self, yet so far.

"Zann, as you know. You look so familiar... I know I know you." she said.

My heart nearly stopped.

"You're my best friend since Primary... 5?" she said, frowning.

"And you were always the cool kid, playing soccer." she added.

"You were very naughty and almost got me in trouble once. Matthew Sabers." 

My eyes watered. She remembered me?

"i remember you." she said, assuring me. The tears nearly spilled but I pulled myself together.

"What happened?"  I asked.

"I found Javier and Claire kissing," she said offhandedly, but I could see that it hurt her.

I groaned mentally.

"Matt, did they see you two?" I asked.

He shook his head.

"Too absorbed with tasting each other." he deadpanned and I struggled to stifle a laugh.

"It's okay, laugh." Zann said honestly.

I stopped and looked at her.

"Thanks. You're a good friend," Matt just had to say.

Well, corny to the max?