Cherry's POV
I layed there. Staring at the spot Ashton sat in when he held my hands. I felt his hands charred mine. He held mine like mine was the most delicate things in the world. That's when I started burrying my face in these white sheets and cried. My thoughts kept sweeping me up in this depression i couldn't shake off. It might be foolish to love someone who's taken but I kept wishing he'd come back and hold my hands again. I want him to stop me from drowning in this yearning for him. I want to let him go. But the more I think about what just happened, I can't hide how completely shattered I am. No amount of morphine can kill the pain in my heart. You can cut me open, make me bleed for days, make me lay on cold ground and starve, anything is better than having a broken heart. Nothing. Suddenly, a knock on the door interrupts me.
"Who is it?" I ask, not even caring about my voice being hoarse from crying. I don't care anymore.
"Hey girlie." A manly voice softly says.
"W-who are you?" I ask.
"I'm your uncle. Uncle Joe?" His eyes, his grey eyes. His blonde hair. Those wrinkles. I don't remember him.
"You're my uncle?" I ask. "I don't know you."
"Oh that's because I uh- wasn't around much to see you grow up." His voice is a bit on the scratchy side. A sound almost like he smokes alittle to much. He seems odd but I dismiss my confusion.
"I am sorry, the doctor s-says you have amnesia and you can't remember much of what happened to you." He tells me. I nod.
"Yeah."
"It's okay. Your uncle is here now and I've come to uh- take care of you. Okay hun?" I then look up and he smirks. I shudder slightly at the few missing teeth in his mouth. I quickly look away.
"Oh sorry. I used to look prettier." He chuckles. I take a quick glance at him and smile nervously. I don't like this guy. He's to creepy.
"Well I um will get the doctor to ask if you can be uh- let off early. I don't like hospitals." Then with that he leaves. I slouch and then tiny bits of memory hits me suddenly. A woman. She's smiling. Laughing. Her smile make me quickly do the same. And a man. His face is bright. And very handsome. Then I see.. me. Im laughing alittle to hard. Leaning back and placing my arm on my stomach. After that everything goes away and I'm hit with reality. I suddenly remember something. If that was who I think it is then I just got a flash back.
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Cherry Blossom
RandomThis story is about a fragile 18 year old girl wondering around a cherry blossom forest to find her parents. She finds them dead. But someone hits her so hard in the head that she forgets almost everything that happened. A 20 year old boy and his g...