One Direction Adopted A Wearwolf

Chapter 20: This Cannot be Happening

***Andrea's POV***

"I'm so so sorry baby, this is all my fault. I hate myself for what I did to you. I know that you probably can't hear me now...but I just want you to know that I love you. I really do. With all of my heart." I faintly hear an unfamiliar voice, sob, and I can tell that this odd person has been crying because of how often their voice cracked while apologizing to me for something I have no idea of.

I hear footsteps fade, and then a door open and close with a faint click, as if someone was trying to be quiet with their-

Wait.

Where the fuck am I?

As I finish my panicked thought, the door opens and closes again, and that's when my eyes flutter open, and I suddenly realize how weak I feel, and how sore I am.

"Where- where am I?" I croak out through my incredibly dry throat, and I cringe as I hear how hoarse my voice is.

"You're in the hospital miss." A guy in a white lab coat informs me, he must be the doctor in this so called hospital.

But wait...why wouldn't I be in a veterinary office or something....last time I checked I was a wolf.

I looked down to realize that I most certainly am no longer in my wolf form, I'm in my human form.

But how did I get here?

"Hey baby girl, how are you feeling?" A man with light brown hair, and bright blue eyes smiled, walking towards my bedside. I also took notice to the red puffiness around his crystal blue eyes. He had been crying.

"I'm sorry, but who- who are you?" I questioned, my voice cracking a bit.

"You- you don't know who I am?" The blue-eyed boy stuttered out, his eyes getting glossy, and he began to sniffle a bit.

"I'm sorry, should I?" I asked with pity.

"Love, it's me Louis, don't you remember me?" The boy- or Louis, suddenly cried.

"No, I'm so sorry.." I said sadly, my eyes also began to well up with tears.

All of this stress has really taken a toll on me.

The boy began to pace the room, and he reached for the button that summoned the doctor or nurse, whoever is closer to the pager.

In five minutes tops, a woman looking like she was in her late twenties walked in, in her nurse uniform, that was definitely two sizes too small.

Uh oh, hoe alert!!

"What's the problem sir?" She asked the Louis guy, trying to be seductive, but miserably failing, and Louis noticed as well, taking as he scrunched his nose in disgust, and pointed to me.

"Could you get the doctor please?" I asked, shooting her a quick glare.

"Yeah whatever." The blonde 'woman' flipped her hair, and stomped off in her 10 inch heels.

"God, don't people have some sorry if dignity." Louis groaned, and rubbed his temples, most likely trying to relieve a headache or stress, I've tried it many times.

"Lots of people do, I, myself just wouldn't put that lady on the list." I chuckled dryly.

"Same here." He laughed.

As if he knew we were done talking, the doctor knocked on the door and let himself in.

"What seems to be the problem miss?" The doctor asked, pulling out a clipboard, with some sort of paper on it.

"She can't remember anything, from a certain time length." Louis told the doctor for me.

Wait- I lost my memory?

"I lost my memory?" I questioned, voicing my confused thought.

"Yes dear, it appears that the force impact of the car on your head, damaged some of your brain, but as usual, memories don't come back just like that," he paused to snap his fingers, trying to display how quick memories do or don't come back, "but there is still a way to retrieve them," he diverted his attention to Louis, "Try showing her videos, pictures, anything that you two have been through in the past, and as I've seen before, it should trigger something in the brain, and cause the memories to return, in small sections, or maybe if the event is large, or important enough, many more will come back at once." The doctor explained to Louis, and partially me.

"Thank you doctor," Louis paused to look at the doctor's jacket, "Dr. Klineman." Louis smiled gratefully at the balding man.

Hehe

"When can I leave?" I suddenly asked.

"Well, you did get hit pretty hard, so probably in about 2 or 3 days." Dr. Klineman smiled.

"But that's so loooooonnnnnggg." I whined, dragging out the 'o' in long, to emphasize my annoyance.

"Sorry hon, but we gotta make sure you're ok." He smiled sadly and walked out of the room.

But the only that was really left on my mind was...

I lost my memory.

Hello my lovelies.

My wonderful reader

@wolfdog224

Has given me this fantastic idea, so I used it.

I hope that I can get time in because it is the last week of school, and my family and I are going on more trips this summer, so who knows, I might even be able to finish the whole book this summer!!

Yay!!

But anyways, I hope you guys enjoyed.

Mama loves you to bits my smol children!!

~Kennedi 💕💕