Amnesia || muke

Chapter 6

I opened my eyes and didn't recognise my surroundings. 
I was lying in an uncomfortable bed with nothing but a single white sheet over me. 
I could hear machines beeping from behind me. I tried to sit up to see where I was, but an agonizing pain shot all over my body, and something in my arm tugged. I looked to my right and saw a single IV line sticking into my elbow which was connected to a bag with clear fluids in it.
My leg throbbed and felt heavy, so I lifted the sheets and saw my left leg covered in plaster. I also noticed I was wearing nothing but a hospital gown, which fell just before my knee.
My arms had minor cuts and bruises covering them.
"What the fuck happened?" I accidentally said out loud. The sound of my own voice startled me.
"Can someone help me!" I yelled towards the door, which was about two meters away from the foot of my bed.
I waited a few moments and got no response. "What's going on?" I thought, "What the hell happened?". I was so confused and couldn't remember anything.
"Can someone help me please!" I shouted again, starting to panic.
Still no response.
I looked around and found a red button connected to a remote which was attached to the bars around my bed which enclosed me in, to prevent me from falling out.
I pressed it, and a few moments later a middle aged woman who i'd never seen before walked in.

"Sophie." She said softly, "How are you feeling?"
I swallowed, "Don't baby me, can you just tell me what's going on please?"
She smiled and pulled a chair beside my bed and sat herself down.
"First of all, my names Kendall, I'm going to be your main nurse whilst you're here for the next couple of days. Secondly, You were in a car crash. You were on your way to a party and a drunk driver crashed into you."
I bit my lip, "Who's party was it? Is the other driver okay? Where's my mum and dad? and Skyler? are they here? Can I see the-
"Sophie, I need you to breathe. It's going to be okay, let's take one question at a time, shall we?"
"Okay." I stammered back.
She smiled again, "So what's your first question?"
I thought for a moment, "Who's party was it?"
She raised her eyebrows, "You can't remember where you were going?" She then pulled out a thin, black notebook and started to write down a few notes.
"No, were they a friend? Was it Ashton?, Ashton likes parties." 
She continued to write, "I am not sure where you were going, but you can ask your mum that when she gets back. She's just gone to get breakfast for herself and your sister, It's been a long night."
I thought again, "What happened to my leg?"
She licked her lips, "Your Tibia was shattered. which is one of the main bones in your leg, so you had to have a little surgery to realign the bone so that it heals properly. You've got some screws to connect a few loose pieces of bone, but with a little physio you should be fine and make a full recovery."
I was about to ask another question, but Kendall stopped me with a question of her own. 
"Hows your head?"
"My head?" I thought for a moment. I hadn't noticed but it did ache a little.
"Sore."
She jotted down some more notes, "Can I ask you some questions?"
I nodded, and re positioned myself slightly. My good leg was getting pins and needles.
"Can you tell me your full name?"
I scoffed, surely as a nurse she should know the patient she's treating.
"Sophie Nicole Evison."
She smiled, "That's great, when's your birthday?"
"That's easy", I thought to myself, "31st July 1996."
"What's today's date?"
I couldn't remember, I tried to think of the last day I had at school, which was yesterday. But I couldn't remember what date it had been, not that I paid much attention.
"February 2nd, 2014" I took a guess.
She frowned slightly, "It's May."
I frowned back at her, "What? No it's not."
She looked concerned, which made me start to worry. Why couldn't I remember where I was going and what the date was?
She paused for a moment, "Sophie, did you ask where your dad was before?"
I nodded, "Yeah, is he here?"
She looked a bit awkward and ran her hand through her ponytail.
"You haven't seen your dad in years."
I frowned and started to feel sick, how didn't I know that? 
"How do you know that?" I asked slowly.
"When you were in theater, we had to ask your mum if your dad was going to come in. She told me your dad wasn't around, and that he hasn't been since you were young. Sophie do you remember that?"
I bit my lip, "No." Was all I could say.
She reached over and lightly traced a pattern over my good arm.
"I won't boggle you with more questions. I'll wait till your mums back, I need to have a little chat with her and then you can see her and we will all have a group chat, okay?"
"Okay." I said. 
"There's two boys who have been waiting for you all night. They were a bit drunk but seem to have sobered up enough to visit you, if you would like to see them?" 
I nodded, unsure of who it would be, probably just Ashton. Ashton was nice.

She stood up and left the chair in its position, and walked out the door. I felt a bit uncomfortable by myself. I looked around the room whilst I waited for Ashton to come and see me. The room was painted a dull grey colour, and there seemed to be no colour on the walls. There was a tiny television built into the wall in front of me, but that seemed to be the only thing remotely exciting in the room.

A few minutes had passed and my head started to throb. I decided to try and sleep it off, It didn't look like anyone was coming to see me. I felt slightly disappointed, I kinda wanted to see Ashton and have a laugh with him, it would at least make this place seem not so dull. 
I sighed out loud, and sunk into the bed, pulling the thin sheet up to my neck and closing my eyes.

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*MICHAELS POINT OF VIEW.*

My whole body felt numb with guilt, Why the fuck did I tell Sophie to come? This whole situation was entirely my fault. If I hadn't been such a clingy boyfriend and told her I needed her to come she wouldn't have and she would be alive and well. "God, I'm so pathetic." I mumbled, forgetting Luke was sitting beside me.
"What?" He said quietly. "This isn't the time to be feeling sorry for yourself."
I looked up, and clenched my hand into a fist. I despised Luke. 
"Can you fuck off?" I asked. My voice was louder than I expected. 
He smiled and looked over at me. "You'd like that, wouldn't you?"
I bit my lip and broke the eye contact, "Yeah I would. Why don't you get that she's not into you? She picked me, over you. Back off."
He snickered and leaned close to me. "That's not what she said when I kissed her." His voice was a whisper
I couldn't handle Luke being a cunt right now. I looked at him with a pleading look in my eye.
"Seriously, Luke? You're doing this right now?" I mumbled.
He laughed, "Get over it, Clifford."
I shook my head. It took everything inside of me to not just punch him right there.
We sat in silence for the next few minutes, but the voices in my head were screaming at me.

"Wow, Michael, this is all your fault."
"You're such a shit boyfriend. She doesn't deserve someone as annoying as you."
"Why don't you just do her a favour and dump her so she can be with someone who won't end up putting her in hospital."


I tried to resist the tears that were forming in my eyes, I couldn't cry in front of Luke. He'd think he'd won. He'd never let me live it down.

I was about to say something to Luke, but was interrupted by a passing nurse.
"What are you guys doing?" The middle aged woman asked.
"Waiting to see Soph." Luke answered before I had the chance.
She nodded, "You can go in, I don't think anyone else is in there."
Luke and I both stood at the same time as the Nurse left us at her door.
"I'm going in first." I said strongly.
He sighed and sat back down, "Fine, but don't be surprised if she wants to see me, not you."
I turned and left him behind me as I walked through the door frame.

As soon as I saw her, I wanted to cry.
She looked almost dead. Her eyes were shut, she was incredibly pale and had cuts covering every inch of skin I could see.
I walked over to her slowly, trying not to disturb her, and sat down in a seat that was beside her bed. I took her hand, and played with her fingers.

"See this, Clifford? This is your doing." My demons chanted in my head.
I chewed the inside of my lip and quietly said her name, "Soph."
She didn't respond. I swallowed hard and tried again, "Soph." I repeated, my voice louder and stronger. I stroked her hair and stood up, planting a small kiss on her forehead.

"You don't deserve her."
She started to stir, and a few moments later looked at me sleepily.

"Hey." I said.
"What time is it?" she asked.
I pulled out my phone and checked the time, "It's just past 8 in the morning."
She looked at my phone, and back at me. "Are you allowed to do that?" She questioned.
I raised my eyebrows, "Do what?"
"Check your phone when you're working."
I frowned and felt my stomach drop, "What do you mean?"
"You're a doctor aren't you? Or are you a trainee? You look too young to be a doctor?"
I was stunned. "What?" Was all I could say before tears started forming again.
"Are you a trainee or something?" She asked.
I swallowed and let a tear fall down my cheek, "Soph. I'm your boyfriend. We've been together for a year."
She looked confused, "What? no. I haven't had a boyfriend in ages. I don't know you."
I pulled out my phone and opened my images, showing her a photo of us from our anniversary.
"See?" I asked. Hoping this was just some sort of sick joke.
She looked at me, then back at the screen, "No, Who are you?" She said.
I took her hand but she pulled it away, "Soph It's me. You can trust me. It's me, Michael. Please remember me." 
She shook her head, "Get out. I don't know you. You're not my boyfriend."
I hid my face with my sleeve, "Sophie I love you. Please remember me."
She wiped a tear away, something I had helped her with too many times to count. "I don't know you." She whispered, before turning away and pulling the blanket back over herself.