The truth about us

Chapter 3.

Daniels pov:

Awake? I shot my wife , and now I have to face her.

When I entered the room I saw Emily's eyes just barley opened and gazing at me . The machines beeping had slowed down, but the noise Hadn't got any quieter. The white board dangling over her head has been written on with a sloppy green dry erase marker .

It read
Name : Emily Rebecca Throne Greyson .
Dob: June 11th 1984.
Doctor : dr. skew
room: 314
Date : 00-00-00

After a long pause of silence a finally speak. "Emily...?" I ask cautiously. In a sudden panic she springs up "where am I? What's going on?".
I take both her shoulders in my hand and lightly push her back onto the hospital bed . Shh'ing her . "It's alright Emily calm down , it's going to be okay." My heart starts to come undone when tears start cascading down her cheeks . "Who are you ? , who am I?" She asks confused.
At first I was confused myself but when I realized what I had done to her I got up and ran to the hallway shouting for a nurse .

My mothers face was gancing at me
"What's going on Daniel" she said stopping me by grabbing my shoulder.
"I think I broke her mom" I say , my voice cracks.
"What the hell does that mean" she says angrily.
"She can't remember a thing . Nothing at all." I tell her still shocked . The worst thing of all is the fact that I believed that it could have been a god sent that she had lost her memory .
"Dan that's ridiculous, she didn't even get shot anywhere near her head" she says lowering her voice when the word shot came into the sentence . "Why would she lie ? If she knew that I had been the one to hurt her then why wouldn't she just turn me in?" I ask her whisper yelling . "Because that's what she does oh my son why don't you see that she's a manipulator " she says to me almost in tears , her voice sounds as if she was begging .
"That's Funny mom" I say in a non joking tone "because everyone tells me she reminds them a lot .. of you ." I storm off back into this room.

the doctors are now in there asking her a series of questions
"Do you know the date"
"Do you know your name?"
"do you know where you are?"
"Do you know who you are?"
She answered every one with a
"No" or "sorry" this broke my heart.

"Mr. Grayson can I talk to you in the hall?" The head doctor asks me .
"Sure" I say following him as he shuts it behind him . "This had come as a surprise to us . We believe it was caused by the ptsd , or the amount of water she inhaled while floating for a time we cannot seem to figure out ."
"Will she regain her memory?" I ask him silently hoping she wouldn't
"We do not know , there is a50/50 chance . We are all hoping for the best" he tells me .
I go back into the room just the two of us .
"How are you feeling?" I ask her .
"Very confused?" She says to me faintly .
"What about the baby?" I say .
"Baby? I'm pregnant?" She says confused .
"Yes . I'm your husband Daniel" I tell her proudly and guilty
I take my hand and place it on hers she jumps as if it triggers something and I pull away. "Are you alright?!" I ask her frantically. "I remember my name." She tells me. "Your name ?" I ask . "Yes i think it's amber or no maybe .. Amanda" she tells me. I looked at her with confusion . The only other Amanda I had met was Amanda Clarke and she had died . "No your name is Emily." I tell her stroking her hair . "No. It's Amanda I remember it now" she insists . "Amanda was your friend I think you're confused" I say sweetly to her. "I think your wrong my names Amanda , Amanda Clarke" she tells me . What had that meant ? Amanda Clarke was dead . How could she have been her ? She seemed really out of it . 'Maybe she wouldn't remember after all.

She began to panic . "What am I doing here!?" She asked examining the hospital . I put my hands on her shoulders and looked into her beautiful brown eyes hoping it would calm her breathing . "Listen ." I say "someone .. hurt you . We are here so you get better" I tell her . I felt drenched with guilt . "Hurt me ? Who . What did they do , why ?"
She had so many question . How was I suppose to lie to her . She hadn't lied to me . Even though I thought she a .
"Well someone shot you." I tell her Uneagerly "did they know about the .. baby ?" She asks me . I put my head down in sorrow . "Yes" I tell her .
"Who was it ?" She asked .
"We don't know it was a whole bunch of us on a boat." I tell her .. lies .
"You were there ?" She asked me "did you see anyone" . I shrug my shoulders. " I was downstairs . You were on deck." I lie again .
"And your my husband?" She asks me.
I nod yes . "I'm sorry I just don't remember" she says feeling terrible for hurting me . The irony .
" where's my father?" She asks me out of the blue .
"Your father . Emily he passed a while ago" . I tell her .
"Oh" she says getting teary eyed .
We sit in silence for many moments .
After those moments were up an officer comes in and demands I go down to the station for questioning . I wasn't scared of jail . There were so many ways to avoid it . I could kill an entire family and get away with it because of the amount of money my family had , what I was scared of was losing my wife , losing my child .

Emily's pov

it was surreal . I had no recollection of anything , I remember a dog , my father had given me , a little boy , his name still unknown , and my name . Amanda I believe it was .
The man I believe his name was Daniel who was here earlier told me I was his wife . I do not remember him , I do not remember my wedding day , nor my downfall . All I knew was something didn't add up . He had called me Emily .
I was going to be a mom . My body ached not from the pain of the baby but from the bullet . Aches everywhere . I rest my head on the uncomfortable hospital pillow and close my eyes. Just as i begin to dose off the door opens . "Daniel?" I say feeling oddly safe around him . Instead of the men I met earlier it was 2 . The were in Shades as if they were hiding . "Come on we are getting you out of here ." The say pulling me up from the bed . "Stop! put me down!" I yell in instinct not knowing who these strangers are . "Come on em it's us ." The blonde one says to me . "No I can't leave , I'm hurt what about the baby " I cry "what about my husband"
They give me a confused look "maybe she isn't faking it?" One says to the other . "Em there is no baby." He says to me . "Yes I have a photo " I say referring to the one Daniel had given me before leaving with the officers reaching for a red button on the side of the bed . The men see the photo and look shocked . "Alright we are going" one says and they both run quickly out of the room.

I was scared , nothing in my life seemed to make sense , would I ever remember ?