Chapter 2

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*Luke's POV*

"N-no.." she replied softly. I swear I felt my heart begin to shatter in my chest. "I d-don't."

It literally feels like she's ripped my heart out of my chest, thrown it on the floor and stomped on it. Why doesn't my girlfriend remember me?

I notice that she's looking at me blankly now, then notice that I'm doing the same thing to her.

"Mr Hemmings" the guard speaks up breaking the clinical silence that was floating around the small waiting room. "Is this girl Holly Jones?"

"Y-Yes it is" I stutter back quietly, my throat burning and tears trying to force their way out.

"N-no.. I d-don't.." her words repeat themselves through my mind, distracting me from my own thoughts of why she can't remember me. I don't see how she could've forgotten me..

My mind travels back to just last month when she was telling me how she loved me, how much she wanted to be with me forever, how happy she was with me..

"Mr Hemmings..?" the guard interrupts my thoughts on the beautiful young girl in front of me. "You may want to take her to a hospital"

"S-sure.." I say as I notice that the burning in my throat has returned. "H-holly.. come with me.." I stuttered to her.

She looked up at me, that same blank expression from earlier still planted on her beautiful face. That's when I notice.. she has cuts and bruises all over her face. As I take an even closer look at her, I notice that they're everywhere. I also notice that her shirt has a rip near the bottom and her jeans are all torn and frayed. There's no way in hell I'm taking my baby to hospital like this.. they'll ask what happened.. I'm not ready to tell people. No way. No. Never.

I begin to walk towards the door. I hold it open for her like I used to and say "Ladies first." I used to do this all the time. maybe she'll remember.

*Holly's POV*

Why do I have to go to hospital?! I don't wanna go there! No no no! But.. if I stay I'll be put back in that claustrophobic cell. That's probably worse.

He keeps staring at me, still looking as though he's about to break down. He stops staring at me for a few seconds as he makes his way over to the door. "Ladies first" he says, trying to smile but failing as he seems too upset to even pretend he's fine.

Hang on.. "Ladies first." his voice plays over and over in my mind. I swear I've heard somebody say that before. Could it have really been him..?

I decide to go with him, waking through the doorway and waiting for him just outside it. It's freeIng out here, and that's when I notice that my clothes are tattered and frayed. I start shivering now.

"Come on, let's go" he says sitting in a car parked in front of me. I didn't even notice that he'd opened the passenger seat door for me already. I climb in to the familiar stranger's car.

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authors note...

so, do you like it so far? I really hope you do bc already this means a lot to me. *\(^o^)/*

-Lilly xx

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