Despair (ON HOLD)

Chapter 1 - Who am I?

Chapter 1 - Who am I?

My name is Penelope Young, I am 26 years old and I am a writer. I've published over 10 books and gained great amount of respect for them. I live in a very expensive apartment in New York, New York. I have no children or pets, I have no husband or boyfriend.

That is exactly what I was told when I woke up in the hospital. and that I have been in a coma for 4 months. I was also told that I fell 4 stories from my bedroom balcony and landed in another balcony of an empty apartment. I would have never been found if it wasn't for Mrs. Walkman, a real-estate agent that was preparing the apartment for a newly wed couple to have a look at. When she opened the curtains, to add a little bit of life to the room, was how she put it when asked about it in front of me, there I was unconscious in silky pajamas with blood all over then. I cringed at this. How did I survive that fall? I'm one of the lucky ones, is exactly what the nurse said. I didn't feel lucky. I felt nothing but pain since the day I woke up. Both physically and mentally.

 I do not remember how i fell. If i was pushed or if i accidentally fell. I don't remember anything actually. I banged up my head during the fall which resulted to my Amnesia and sever case of it at that. I didn't know my name, how old i was, how i looked, or how i even liked my coffee. Which i assume i liked coffee, I wasn't really sure. When I was givin a mirror, to look at myself for the first time since I woke up, I analyzed myself. I have dark brown wavy hair inches past my shoulder, Hazel round eyes with thick eye lashes around them. I have a small pointed nose that is covered with scars, I have full light pink lips with a small healed cut on the right side of my bottom lip. I have no freckles but I do have a few more scars on my face from the fall, I assume.

Its been a week since I woke up.  During this week My Friends came by but I had no clue who they were. A tall blonde attacked me first. She gave me a huge hug and cried on my shoulder. I returned the hug awkwardly since I didn't know her. I pulled away and asked " Who are you?" She gave me a confused looked and said " It's me Charlie."

As if on cue my doctor Dr. White came in. He explained to the strange people why I couldn't remember them or anything at that. When he finished, Charlie cried and hugged me again. "I'm so sorry." She sobbed.

"Why are you sorry?" I asked her. This isn't her fault. Unless she the one that pushed me down, But that can't be the case since she's here and not in jail for attempted murder.

"You asked me to fix your light outside because you couldn't reach and I should of known you would of tried to do yourself. You should have waited for me." She continued to hysterically cry on my shoulder.

" So that's what happened to me?" I pulled her away so I can see her face. "Well that's the only explanation the police come up with you. You had a chair by the light and there was no sign of a struggle." She explains. "I'm so glad your okay. We were so worried." She pulled me into another hug. 

I pulled away and asked "Who's we?" I stared at the people around me. They were three young women  and two men who were starring at me with sad eyes.

"Oh right. This is your friend Aiden and also my boyfriend" She pointed at the tall muscular, dark haired man. "Hey Penny." He waved and gave me a small smile. "Hi Aiden. Its nice to meet you. Again." I gave him a small smile of my own.

"This is Benjamin another of your friends." She smiled and pointed at a blond man with green vibrate eyes. Unlike like Aiden he came up and gave me big hug. "Pens. I'm so glad your awake again." I gave him a small hug and pulled away. " Hello Benjamin." I smiled at him and turned to the other people in the room.

" This is your publicist, Jenny and your personal assistant Julia." They have me warm smiles and small nods. Wow I really am a famous writer. I have a personal assistant and everything. I squinted my eyes trying to focus. and remember who they are but nothing came to me. I only remember things  from when I woke up.

"This is so frustrating." I sighed. "I don't remember any of you guys." I felt tears coming out of my eyes. I couldn't help but feel over whelmed with all of this. "I'm so sorry." I cried. Charlie came next to me and hugged me. Rubbing my back as I cried, she asked everyone to leave politely. She consoled me and this so felt right. "Are you like my best friend or something?" I whispered to her.

She let out a small chuckle and said "Of course I am. We've been friends since you moved her 9 years ago." While held me.

We stood silent for a while. She still hugging me. Then I thought of something. "Where are my parents?" I asked. Their daughter almost died and they aren't even here to see if I'm okay?

"Your mom lives in Washington. From what you've told me, you guys don't have a great relationship." She frowned. "I don't even think she knows what happened to you."

"And my dad? where's he?" I asked confused, since she only talked about my mother and not him. I automatically assumed that they were divorced.

"He uh. died a few years ago." She whispered. A wave of sadness washed over. My father is dead. And what's even more sad is, I don't even remember how he died or how he even looked like. If we had a good relationship or if we hated each other.

I felt so defeated. I know nothing of myself or my past. Would my memories ever come back? Dr. White had explained to that the chances of getting my memory back where slim but there was a chance. Chance. There was a chance that I would regain my memories. My childhood, my teenage years, My first love, My first heartbreak, I don't even know if I went to prom. Everything is gone. I was like a new born child that had to be taught everything. Except I needed someone to tell me my memories and who I was before this.

"Who am I?" I whispered.

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-J

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