Well... Ain't That Something (Sandra Alva)

Forgetful.

I wake up to see I'm in a room. We're moving though. It confuses me as I realize I'm in an ambulance. I get up and grunt a little.

"Where am I?" I ask and look around. There was 2 people in here. However I couldn't see them clearly as I slowly fall back into blackness.

I wake up startled, like something had woken me. I look around and see I'm in a hospital bed, in an empty hospital room. I get up not giving a shit that I'm probably not supposed to get out of bed and head for the bathroom. In the bathroom, I see there is a bunch of 'get well' cards tied to roses and a bunch of teddy bears holding hearts surrounding the bathroom. I couldn't remember what happened. Hell, I couldn't remember my own fucking name. Whoever I was, I must be someone important because I had my own hospital room and a bunch of letters and cards from people I can't remember. I look at myself in the mirror, I had a lip piercing to the left side of my mouth, another piercing on my nose. A nose ring I think is what it's called a bunch of tattoos. Like a bunch. I had two armfuls of tattoos. Sleeves is what they're called I think. I head out of the bathroom and see there is two beds. Don't I have my own hospital room? This bed was occupied and had a backpack on it and a phone charger. Someone must've been keeping me company. I jump as I feel someone grab me tightly from behind.

"Marri you're awake!" I hear soft sobs. I turn around and I'm facing, a short but beautiful woman. She was obviously in her early 30's. She was wearing a Los Angeles hat, black shades, a black sleeveless hoodie, black skinnies with black converse and a shirt of a woman with tattoos that says 'fatal'. She's sobbing the words, 'I'm sorry. I'm so fucking sorry.' and carrying some yogurt.

"W-who are you?" I ask startled by this person.

"W-what?" She asks startled by this question.

"What do you mean? Marri, it's me Sandra." The woman named Sandra replies to me. There was a look of panic on her face.

"Sandra?" I ask.

"Yeah, Sandra Alva. I play drums for Modern Day Escape!" She tells me panic rising in her voice. Her name sounds oddly familiar so do the words 'Modern Day Escape'.

"I'm sorry, I don't know you." I bluntly tell her.

"Wh-what?" Panic is in charge of her voice now. However just then two tall men came in. One of them had brown short hair and blue eyes. He had tattoos and a lip ring also. He was very attractive. The other man, he had tattoos also, black shades and short black hair. He was attractive also, he also had hair on his chin. A beard. Only it's not a beard. It's shaved into like a small square. "James! Andy! Sh-she can't remember me!" Panic was in her voice.

"Wait what?" The man with brown hair and blue eyes responded surprised.

I stand there confused out of my mind.

The man with black hair and shades looks at me. "Yeah Andy, I think she might have amnesia."

"James, how would you even know?" The man named Andy questions the man named James.

"Cause she can't remember Sandra at all! She would be crying that Sandra is talking to her again, and she would've said something like 'Hey James, who put the tiger in the bathroom?'" James retorted.

Andy stays quiet. He looks at me.

"Hey where's Steph, Kaitlynn and Jay?" Sandra asks

"They're in the cafeteria." James responds.

Andy comes up to me. "Does the name Black Veil Brides ring any bells to you?" he asks me.

"Uhh, kinda. I felt like I heard it somewhere. I don't what it is though." I answer him truthfully.

He gives me a look of somewhat relief. "She's still in there, she can remember I know she can!" Andy tells the other.

James and Sandra gave him a look of I don't know.

Sandra looks at me with a mix of plead, care and love. I look at her, and for some reason I feel at home. I feel peace, love and belonging. There's tension, but it breaks with James' voice.

"Sandra, Andy and I are gonna go find the doctor."

"Uh, okay." Sandra responds and we're left alone in the room together.