Amnesia

Chapter 2

January 4th 2014

The though of spending another day stuck inside this annoyingly bright hospital room was enough to send me back into a comatose state.

I was incredibly bored and lonely, school was back in session so there was only my parents left to visit me, both of them were doing my head in with their Incessant fussing.

Michael had been sending me pictures of various people and events, me being present in all of them, and I honestly didn't have the faintest clue who the people were or what had happened. I felt bad for the boy, he was trying not to show his upset but it was there, no matter how hard he tried to hide it.

At present I was still unsure as too how long it would take for me to regain my memory, the thought scared me, a year was a lot too lose, not only had I forgotten my friends, I'd also forgotten everything I'd learnt- sitting my exams was not going to be fun.

None of my friends- at least that's who I assumed they were from the pictures-

had bothered to text, let alone visit, which left me questioning the strength of our friendship, but then again I could of pissed them off to no end and I wouldn't be any the wiser, but then again they could be the ones that have pissed me off.

I wasn't sure why I was still sat here, I no longer had headaches and I was otherwise perfectly well, I sure as hell hoped they weren't keeping me here till my memory came back, I'd think I'd of topped myself by then- I was bored, lonely and very confused.

At which Dr. Jensen entered the room, dressed in a white coat accompanied by a folder of notes.

"Georgia how are you doing today?" She asked, displaying a full set of shiny white teeth.

"Fine actually, just the lack of memory, when can I go home?" I asked eager, to get out and stretch my legs.

"Well, I suspect we could let you go this afternoon, I would however like you to a have a brain scan before you to leave, just to check there's no abnormal activities" she replied, still displaying her pearly whites, which were beginning to blind me a little.

I nodded at her, signalling I understood what she was trying to say.

A short while later my mother arrived, with my father in tow.

"How are you doing darling?" She asked, fussing around me.

"Fine mother thank you for asking" I replied, catching my fathers rolling eyes- I quickly converted my escaping giggle into a small cough.

"Have you been seen by your doctor?" She asked, honestly it felt a bit like 20 questions.

"Yes mum, she says I can go home this afternoon, after I've had a final scan" I answered, exasperation lacing my words.

"Well that's good to hear, your friends were going to pop round, if that's okay?"

"Um yeah but maybe not today, I'd quite like to rest" I replied- I was in no hurry for my friends to visit after their lack of communication.

My parents stayed for a little while longer before departing to prepare the house for my arrival.

I was escorted by a nurse, who I'd come to know as jenny, to my final scan which concluded that my brain had in fact nothing wrong with it, and that I was very much free to leave.

Michael arrived a short while later to drive me home, which I was half expecting my parents to do, but I was happy enough in Michael's company.

"So how was your day?" I asked, hoping it would tell me more about his life.

"Boring really, same as usual" he replied, and I think for a minute he forgot that I didn't know what usual is.

"Sorry, I work at the surf shack, down on the beach front" he explained and I just nodded.

"So do you have any other hobbies?" My curiosity needed satisfying.

"I, uh play guitar" he replied

"I'm in a band with a couple of other guys as well" again I just nodded.

"And what about me, what do I do?" I asked, unable to remember any of my hobbies

"Well you work with me in the surf shack on weekends, that's how we met" he answered, a small smile spread across his face and there was a glint nostalgia in his eyes but I couldn't help but feel saddened by his revelation.

I found myself studying my fingers, noticing a ring that I don't remember feeling on my fingers before.

"Where did this come from?" I asked, gesturing to the band around my finger.

"Ah, actually I'm not too sure, I don't remember seeing that one before" he answered, confusion clear in his eyes.

"Oh" I mumbled. Questions were spinning round in my head, and I didn't think he'd know how to answer any of them.

We pulled up outside my house, and I smiled, I recognised something at long last.

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