Chapter 3
(Taylor's POV)
I looked at her as she looked at me wondering why this happened to her. why her? She didn't deserve this! Well, I guess neither of us did.
She looked at me with an eager expression, just waiting for me to explain.
I finally began, " Your name is (y/n). You are 18 years old and currently going in college in Florida. Your birthday is May 11. You love sports, especially softball and volleyball. You are an adventure addict. Honestly you would jump off a cliff in a heart beat if someone dared you to."
I paused as i laughed a little bit at the thought of it. She seemed to laugh just because she thought it was crazy. It's hard watching her listen to me tell her what she is like. It shouldn't be like this.
"You love sushi for some reason. Don't ask me why, but you eat it every chance you get. You are a bit insecure sometimes and I don't understand why because...," I paused.
I got to take it slow. I dont want to freak her out. Who knows what's going on in her head right now. After all, it's like I am a complete stranger to her.
It's unreal how she doesnt remember this stuff. There are even things i still don't know. Things that are gone now. Lost. Memories once precious to her are gone. Forgotten.
From what the doctors are saying, her memory is gone. Completely. Never to be recovered.
What will happen to her? How can she live life like this?! She doesn't deserve this. No one does really, but she especially doesn't.
The thought lingered in my head. I guess there are some things that are better left forgotten, but I promise her and myself that she will remember the important things. The things that she needs to know...
I sighed to myself as i looked at her. She still doesn't know who I am. I need to tell her. It's important that she knows who I am, what I am. Here it goes...
I continued, "Let me tell you about me and how you know me."
She nodded in agreement.
"I'm Taylor Caniff. I have been your best friend since we met in kindergarten. That's how I know so much about you. We would be together all the time, hanging out and doing crazy stuff that I dont even know how to explain. We are still together all the time, just in a different way. We have gotten extremely close over the past couple of years..." I was cut off.
"How close?" she said intrigued. She sat up and looked at me in the eyes.
"We have been dating for the past two years," I say calmly. I waited a second for her to take it all in. I hope I didn't freak her out.
To my surprise she seemed neither upset nor afraid. What a relief!
"I can see why," she said as she smiled shyly.
I smiled and laughed at the comment. Enough about me for now. I want to tell her so much but there are other things she needs to know first.
I looked at her in the eyes as I said, "Your mother, father, and younger sister, Anna, live back in Indiana."
Before i could say anything else, she asked the question I found most painful to answer. She uttered the words, "What happened to me?"
I turned away from her to think. I pondered long and hard. I have got to break it easily to her.
