A Life Forgotten

Chapter 3

***************** Sadie's P.O.V.*****************

I woke up to a doctor staring at my face. Great way to wake up, huh? The doctor said I had been in a bad car accident and I had a pretty bad concusion. I can't even remember what happened, or where I was going.

But most importantly, I can't remember who I am.

The doctor said I had severe memory loss, and I could get my memory back within a week, maybe even a year. But he also said I might never regain my memory, and that scares me more than anything.

A few minutes later the doctor walks back in my room, reading his clipboard, and a boy, who looks about nineteen comes in behind him.

"Okay, you still don't remember your name do you?" He asks.

"No, I can't remember anything." I reply, sitting up.

"Alright, we took some tests and the most we could find out is that you're eighteen. Mr. Johnson here is the one who found you" He says pointing to the boy. "And he is going to be taking you home. He will be helping you try to remember things about your life and who you are." He says.

I nod, taking a better look at the boy. He's got dark brown shaggy hair and dark eyes, with long eyelashes. The doctor says a few more things and then walks out.

"Hi, I'm Aaron." He says, shaking my hand.

"I'm....Um. Nevermind." I say shyly.

"It's okay, the doctor told me you're having trouble remembering things, and that you don't remember your name. That's what I'm here for." He says smiling.

I may not remember anything, but I know a killer smile when I see one. And he's got the biggest one I've ever seen.

I smile back and he helps me off the hospital bed. All my stuff got destroyed in the wreck so I don't have anything pick up.

I sign some papers so I can leave and we walk towards the doors. Before I can go out I hear him make a loud sigh and he shakes his head. "What's wrong?" I ask him.

"I don't have a car. I road here in the ambulance with you. I'll have to call my mom to pick us up." He says, and we walk back to the lobby.

I sit on one of the couches and watch as he walks off to a corner and calls his mom. Now that I'm actually getting a good look at him, I think he's pretty cute. He's got gorgeous brown eyes, semi-long dark brown hair, and he looks like he's six feet tall.

And the dimples.

He's got the biggest, prettiest dimples I've ever seen in my entire life.

I snap out of my little daydream when he starts walking towards me.

"My moms on her way. She should be here in about five minutes." He says taking a seat on the couch across from me. I nod and pick up a magazine from the table between us and start to read it.

I hope his mom hurries, I don't know how he plans on helping me get my memory back, but I hope whatever he does works.

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