Pat's POV.
Why can't she remember me? Why? I just stared at Jen. She just woke up. I begged her to remember me. But every time I told her that, she would get more upset and would yank her hair.
I left her sobbing, because if I even tried to hug her, she would push me away. I ran and found her doctor. I told him what happen. All he said that due to the accident and her injuries, there was a chance her to lose almost all of her memories. I stepped away, and ran outside, and sat on a bench. I cried. Hard. I can't believe it.
How come? How come I let this happen to her? How come it wasn't me? Why did I let this happen to her? I screamed in my head.
"Pat?" my mom said. She sat down next to me. She looked directly at the field that had a few bushes of roses. And a few wild ponies running everywhere. I looked ahead of me. With a blank expression in my face.
I knew that I had to help Jen remember everything. I knew that I could. I still had hope.
Jen's POV.
Who is this person?
"Just leave me alone, please. I don't know you. Please, call Jake. I don't wanna go home. Leave me alone." I pleaded.
Then he ran out. But I continued crying. I needed Jake right now. Then after an hour the doctor came in. He asked, "Jen, do you remember anything?"
"Where is Jake and mom. Please don't tell my dad where I am. Please."
"So you did actually lose your memory." he mumbled.
~ Time skip until Jen leaves hospital ~
I stared out the window. I am being taken somewhere with stranger. Oops... sorry, I meant Pat. And a woman, which I believe is his mother named Emily.
"I'm taking you to my house." said Pat.
"How did you know that I was clueless?" I asked.
He smiled, "By the look on your face."
I kept staring out the window.
~Time skip until they reached house~
Pat showed me inside. The house felt cozy in a way I really loved. He showed me everything, bathroom, my room, kitchen, living room and backyard. It was time to go to bed. When I was putting on a fresh pair of pajamas, I happened to look at the night stand. There were pictures of Pat and... me? What am I doing there? I looked closer. One photo it had Pat and me hugging each other. Another had me laughing at I don't know what and Pat pointing at me. The last one had Pat and me, kissing? I somehow teared up when I saw them. I went to bed, after an hour I heard the door open. I squeezed my eyes shut for dear life.
Hey guys, sorry for not publishing it. I'm starting school and I've been to busy. I hope you enjoy it.
~ Peace Out
