Silvery Vision

Chapter 30

YOUR POV

Finn stared at me in confusion. "W-What?" He asked, confused.

I bit my lip. "I don't remember much..." I said softly.

Finn looked at me. "But you remember me and Lia and Daddy and Auntie Zoey and Auntie Aphmau and Uncle Aaron... right?"

I bit my lip softly. "N-No... not really..."

Finn frowned. "B-But..." he trailed off, not knowing what to say.

Lia looked over. "So Mommy had amnesia?"

Garroth nodded. "Yeah..."

Finn frowned. "What's that?"

Lia rolled her eyes. "It's when someone doesn't remember stuff because hey hit their head to hard or something else happened to them."

Finn frowned and turned to me. "Mommy, did you hit your head?" He asked, frowning lightly.

I giggled softly. "I-I don't think so..."

Finn pouted. "Then why can't you remember us?"

I bit my lip. "I don't know bud. All I know is that I somehow got knocked out and that I woke up here."

I could see Zoey mulling over my words. I knew she would have an answer for me later when the kids weren't around. She would know why I couldn't remember.

The man with black hair held an arm around the raven-haired girl, almost protectively.

I assumed them to be Aaron and Aphmau sense Finn had listed everyone else in the room.

The man was tall, not super tall, but not short. He wore a red sweatshirt that had the sleeves cut off so it looked more like a comfy vest rather then a jacket.

The woman, who I assumed to be Aphmau, was short with long raven hair. Her clothes reminded me of something... of someone maybe? I don't remember... 

She looked around, as if she had never been in a hospital room before. Her eyes studied all of the buttons and tubes that surrounded me. 

The IV in my arm ached and I knew I was going to have a bruise there. The IV was held in place with medical tape. It was only one of the needles in me though.

Now that I studied it a bit more, I realized how many medical objects were on me.

A small plastic clip-like object was in a small plastic bag and on one of my fingers, making it hard to grab stuff. The blankets on me were heavy, as if they were weighted. Maybe I was just weak, but they were hard to move. I could feel a small plastic tube running up my nose, the tube ending at an oxygen tank. 

I had gotten used to the constant beeping of the machines and now that I noticed it again, it was driving me crazy. 

Suddenly, a voice snapped me out of my thoughts. "Hey, Sis..."