It's Hard To Explain. ∞

C32

•Jais' POV•

"She doesnt rember me, or where she is, or who she is, or what happened, or anything; she rembered it earlier and then took a nap and wouldn't wake up then once she did she told me she rembered nothing?"

He grabed my sholders with his large hands. "Take a breath and we will examine her shortly. It may be amnesia and it would have happened when she went back to sleep. A disfunction in the brain and it shut off for seconds. That would explain her not awaking right away. I dont know if she will rember anything. And if she does how long it will take her to." He gave me a concerned look and shoed me off back into her room.

I ploped back down onto her bed and she stared still very confused looking. I siged preparing myself to not cry.

"Well you have amenisa. Its were you lose you're memory of somethings, most things, or everything. You're name is Rosie but you're frinds call you Rose and I call you princess." Just then she cut me off.

"Why? Why do you call me princess? Are we dating?"

"Yes, we were. But if you feel uncomfortable 'dating me' then we can wait until the time comes." I hated saying that but I knew it was the best.

"That sounds good. Im sorry I dont rember. I would like to rember you, you seem very sweet. And cute." She blushed and I pulled her in for a hug. She accepeted it.

I whispered into her ear as I was still hugging her, "Don't be sorry its my fault. And thank you."

"So how did I get here in the first place?"

"Oh yea. Well I was taking you to work and we were riding on my bike. The I kind of crashed 'cause the breaks didn't work. The last thing I said was 'I love' then the empact of hitting the car threw us off my bike. Im sorry." A tear fell from her eye and I pulled her closer being cautious with our wonds. My legs were out and she wraped her non-broken leg around my waist as I contuined explaining her life. I talked about how she lived with her aunt but was kicked out, then moved to Britin. And how Infinity moved here shortly after. I told her what I knew of how her mother died in a car wreck and her dad is a drugie. And told her about me too, again. She fell back asleep in my arms. The way she just laid, she just felt so breakable. Like fine china in my hands, like if I were to squzee her too tight she'd break in a second. Just shatter right then. But I liked that feeling. As if knowing that gave my confort so I just sat there for and hour or so till I fell asleep myself.