amnesia | editing

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Matt saw my face scrunching up and laughed.

"Zann, you wanna go back or do you wanna talk about what you just saw?" I asked.

"Both."she replied steadily, with just a bit of sadness.

We got her back in the bed and she glanced up at me.

And finally, that spark was back in her eyes, just missing a bit of life.

"So... did you guys know about Claire and Javier?" she asked.

Well, yeah, that's what started your amnesia, I thought.

Matt glanced guiltily at me.

Zann saw and narrowed her eyes into slits.

Not good, Matt.

"Uh, yeah, kind of." I said hurriedly. Matt hotly glared at me and facepalmed himself.

I struggled to hold back my laugh.

"How long have they been together?" she asked.

I pressed my lips together.

"Since you had amnesia and was in a coma for two weeks?" Matt said innocently.

That was it and I tensed while glaring daggers at Zann's ex-boyfriend.

Zann, unexpectedly, sighed and laid back on her huge pillow.

Well, that girl has guts for tackling a situation like this.

I mean, you ever imagine waking up from a coma and seeing your boyfriend sticking his tongue down another girl's throat?

That's not cool.

Stupid Javier.

Matt glanced uncertainly at me, like he was trying to figure out if I was gonna punch him or keep cool.

Keep cool, course.

Zann's eyes flickered between me and Matt.

"Chill, guys." she commanded.

I relaxed.

Whoa, what was she, a commando?

Or maybe a therapist.