"Lia," A voice says gently from my side.
My eyes are too heavy to open, as a result, I keep them shut, watching the pictures play out in my head. Images of racing cars on a dark street flash in my mind. The cars are heading straight for me — when their horns start blazing, that's when my eyes shoot open.
I search my surroundings quickly in fear. Looking down at my arm I see a long tube that leads to a bag of fluid. Beds and drapes scattered across the room. Men and women in white and blue uniforms. My throat and chest feel as though they're on fire when I attempted to sit myself up.
"Hey, take it easy," a deep voice says from my side. "how are you feeling?"
I look up to find a young handsome doctor. A full head of dark hair and chocolate brown eyes. My heart begins to race when I wonder what the hell am I doing here?
"Like a piano fell on my head" I admit.
"Well you're in the hospital, can you tell me your name?" The man in a traditional white doctors coat asks.
"Halia"
"Your full name" he urges with a smile.
"Halia Montgomery " I answer.
The doctor squints then furrows his eyebrows.
"Your date of birth?" He asks.
"I'll be twenty-one on November second...born 1995"
"Twenty-one?" He lowers his voice. "Halia, can you tell me today's date?"
"August twenty-something," I tell him, making him sigh in relief, "2015"
He widens his eyes in disbelief.
I could tell that something was wrong by the look in his eyes. It was as if I was answering the questions wrong, but how could that be?
"Halia, do you know why you're here?"
I look down at my shaking hands before shaking my head.
"The last thing I remember is being at my little sisters birthday party...I remember grabbing the cake to bring to the table and then it all goes...fuzzy..." I explain.
"Halia, you were hit by a car and sustained a head injury"
"Head injury? I was hit by a car?" I shoot him a blank look.
"Do you remember the accident?"
"No" I shake my head.
I begin. to feel scared and confused. It isn't the fact that I was hit by a car that worries me, it's the fact that I can't remember.
"Um Halia it seems that you've suffered some sort of amnesia"
The word amnesia begins echoing in my mind. There has to be some kind of mistake — but I don't believe that. If there were a mistake, why do I have no memory of the accident?
"No, see, I was just at my sister birthday party—"
"Halia" the doctor sighs, "it's the year 2021" he breaks to me slowly.
I pause, looking the doctor dead in the eye. I see his pain and the scars across his face. I want to believe him but how can I? I don't want to believe that I've lost six years of my life, It's impossible.
"2021" I repeat.
"I'm afraid so," he nods, "look, get some rest"
I need answers from people I know and trust. I can't get them here or from this doctor.
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Reminiscent
RomanceWhen Halia Montgomery is hit by a car, she is left with a six-year gap in her memory and a group of strangers who claim to be her family. Everything that she once knew is gone, not knowing who she has become or why her family are so determined to s...