|~37~|

8.4K 109 8
                                    

Nate's pov

When I walked into the room I took notice to the bloody towels sitting in the sink and the bloody napkins overflowing out of the trashcan.

Looking over at the bed I watched as Val came into view. She had a white, well not completely, it had some red on it which I could tell was blood, but a white bandage wrapped around her head.

I ran over to the bed being careful not to startle her and sat by it. She was awake and she was staring at me confused. She looked so scared.

"W-who are you?"

"Nate, your boyfriend" I mumbled as I reached for her hand, but she pulled away. "I don't have a boyfriend, last I remember-, well I don't remember but-"

Ignoring what she had said that pained me I just started to ask questions.

"Do you know your name?," I asked tilting my head to the side. "Nope" she mumbled, turning her attention over towards the window. "Your name is Valerie, but everyone calls you Val" she squinted her eyes at what I said.

"You see, I don't know any Valerie, it's a pretty name though" she softly smiled.

"Do you know your age?" I asked, and she just shook her head, after wincing. "Your 21, your birthday is coming up. February 17"

"That's so old, are you sure that's how old I am?" She asked and I silently nodded.

"Do you know where you are?" I asked hoping she'd remember at least one thing. "Yes, the doctor said the hospital" I sighed. I couldn't pressure her, I had to be calm.

"So before that, when you woke up you didn't know where you were?" She shook her head.

"Do you have any idea what happened, for you too end up here?"

"No, did something really bad happen?"

"You, got hit by a car"

She laughed. "That's funny you say that, because my body feels as if I did, but I don't ever remember it happening," she paused as she pointed a finger at me.

"Are you sure you didn't just put me here, and have the doctors drug me to put me in some sort of pain?" She asked smirking. "I didn't, I would never"

Well this wasn't good at all, she remembered nothing, not even who I was.

𝐈𝐍𝐒𝐓𝐀𝐆𝐑𝐀𝐌 ;; 𝘫.𝘨𝘪𝘭𝘪𝘯𝘴𝘬𝘺 ✓Where stories live. Discover now