Against All Odds

Chapter 17

~Jess's POV~

"So this is my house?" I ask, laying in what Nash said was my bed.

He nods, joining me.

"It's ours, yeah. We took you in after you tried committing suicide the first time..." I can hear his voice crack.

So I was that sad twice?

"I must have been a mess." I say, taking a deep breath.

"You were before you came here. Then all the sudden you were happy." He chuckles, "and I mean you were one of the happiest people I knew."

But that doesn't make any sense? I wouldn't be in this predicament if I was that happy.

"Then why did i-" I trail off.

He turns on his side, facing me. Pushing a strand of hair away from my face.

"Don't worry about it. Your gonna be as happy as ever. I promise Jess."

He's so sweet. I mean I hardly know- well not anymore. But I feel like we'll get along great. I mean I am having his child, right?

Yeah I think that's him..

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~Taylor's POV~

I wheel myself into Jess's room, hoping she's there.

I still can't believe she lost her memory.. It just.. I can't even explain the way I feel.

She'll never have her memory of Gilinsky . Or our close friendship. Anything.

"Hi Jess." I say, going towards her bed.

She sits up, smiling at me.

"Your Taylor right?" She asks, breaking my heart.

"Y-yeah. I'm Taylor.... Your- your best friend." I give her a faint smile, her face drops.

"Oh my god, I'm sorry, I just can't remember." She says rubbing her head.

"It's alright, Its gonna take a while.." I climb onto her bed.

"So. What was I like?" She gives me a cheesy smile.

I chuckle.

"Well you loved to laugh. That was always my favorite part about you. You love the color blue. Your middle name is Hope. You are amazing at drawing. Your voice is beautiful. Oh and your pregnant." She looks at me with wide eyes.

I know everything about this girl. And she hardly even knows her own name... It's seriously sad.

"What else?" She giggles, propping herself onto her elbow.

"Hmm. You dated Matt..Cam, and Nash are in love with you. You have the greatest best friend in the world. Cough, cough, me. Your good at shooting arrows. I actually got you your own-" she puts up her hand.

"My bow. You got me my own bow.. It's in my closet!" She bursts out.

Wait. What? How is she.. What!?

Her memory! It's coming back!

"Jess! Yes it is! How did you-" she gives me a confused look.

"Wait who are you?" She asks, making all the hope I had vanish.

"Jess, I'm Taylor.. Your best friend."

She leans back her head, "oh."

I can feel the tear slip from my eye. At this point... How will I ever get my Jess back.

**

~Leylahs POV~

"Hey Jess..." I say, sitting in the grass next to her.

She gives me a warm smile, turning back to stare into the woods.

"Your Leylah right?" She calmly asks.

"Yeah.. I was a good friend of yours, I guess." I awkwardly tell her.

"I'm so confused about all of this." She takes a deep breath.

"Well you can't remember anything?"

"I-i mean.. I don't know. Sometimes I sort of almost remember then everything is fuzzy again."

She puts her head in her hands.

Maybe if I start telling her about her life... She'll remember?

"Okay Jess. Let's have a therapy session." I sit up, patting her thigh.

She laughs and crosses her legs, facing me.

"Shoot."

Okay okay.. What do I say first.

"Oh! Okay. So the boys are all famous viners. And one time a fan attacked you and you were in the hospital. Another time you passed out when you found out that Taylor had cancer. Cam got in an accident and you died. Your baby survived through all of it." I tell her like a million things.

Her long hair flows in the breeze, her face so intrigued at what I'm saying. Like she has no idea. Which I guess she doesn't.

"Your other best friend.. Jack.. He- he passed away two months ago." I say, her face dropping.

"Was he nice?" She asks, looking off into the woods again.

"More then nice. He cared about you so much. Actually that hoodie your wearing. It's his." I point to the black material.

She smells the sleeve.

"Rainy day, with a little bubble gum."
That's exactly what she always used to say.. For a second I think she remembers, but then all over again, her face turns confused.

I hardly smile and keep telling her about herself.

"Taylor is your best friend. You'd do anything for him. After you had 'died' you gave him a kidney. Now he's cancer free. He buys you whatever you want. You guys wear matching bandanas. He's always there when one of the other boys hurts you. Like when you found out Cam was seeing someone. And when you thought Matt was cheating on you. He's always there. I mean your like two peas in a pod." I tell her giggling.

Her face becomes serious and she stares down at her vans.

I lay back, looking up into the blue sky. Praying Gilinksy could make a miracle happen. And we'd have Jess back... But I don't see it happening.

She mumbles something which catches my attention.

"What?" I ask, sitting up.

"I love him." She says looking up.

"Who?"

"Taylor."

Well duh...

"I know you love him! Everyone does." I say smiling.

She shakes her head.

"No.. Taylor Caniff... I love him."

Both of our eyes widen and I lean back on my arms.

Is she just saying this because she doesn't remember? Or she honest to god loves Taylor..

"Jess do you realize what you just said?" I ask

She gives me a weird look.

"Who are you again?"

Wow... This is hopeless.

Maybe she did mean it.. Maybe she does love Taylor, but just never had the chance to say it.