It's Definitely Weird

Three: Grace & Luke

"What is going on here?!"

One month and a half later. 

Grace's Point of View: 

        I was finally getting enough energy to wake up... I had been hearing people speak so I'm guessing I wasn't dead. From the little information I knew, I figured that I was in a come. That would explain why I couldn't move or speak. 

        I heard the door open, and the lights turned on. I tried to move my hand to cover my eyes, but it was hard.

        "Oh, sorry. I'll turn a couple lights off," a girl spoke. After the room dimmed down, she spoke again, "Hi, Lucas. My name is Nurse Emma," the young nurse spoke to me. 

        I smiled, but then looked at her confusedly. Who's Luke? I tried to speak but my throat was rough and dry.

        "Don't strain yourself. You've been in a coma, do you remember anything from your accident?" She asked.

        I tried to remember what had happened, but I just remembered talking with someone on the phone. Everything else after that was a blur. I shook my  head 'no.'

        She nodded, "That's normal, you've been resting for three months. Do you know your name?"

        This, I knew, "Grace Andrews." I spoke, as best as I could.

        She gave me a sad smile, "You're name is Lucas, Lucas Benjamin Evans." Whoa there, Emma. I'm pretty sure my name is Grace. Who's this 'Luke' person they keep talking about?

        I tried to convince her, "My name's Grace, not Luke."

        She patted my shoulder, "'Grace' is a girls's name, not a boy's. You're a boy, and your name is Lucas. Don't worry, hopefully, you'll start remembering soon."

        Hold on, hold on. What the hell do you mean by 'I'm a boy?'

        I hoped that the bathroom had a mirror, so I could see what the heck she was talking about, "C-can..I-I," I tried speaking, but my throat was still dry, "toilet?" 

        "No, you don't have the doctor's permission to stand up yet. You have a tube connected, though," she spoke. You want me too pee... in a tube? That might have been alright before, but I don't think I could now... especially if she was watching me.

        I just nodded my head 'okay.'

        "You know, Luke," How many times do I have to tell you, Emma? My name's Grace and I'm a girl! "After this, we could go out for lunch, if you want." She said, getting closer to the bed. 

        "Friends," I nodded in agreement. 

        "No, maybe as something more than friends," She pouted. What the actual fuck is going on here? Sorry to break it to you, Emma, but I like boys. 

        "No, no, no," I declined, shaking my head. 

        "Fine!" She slammed the door on her way out. 

What is going on here?

. . . .

Luke's Point of View: 

        "...and that's how you got in a coma, Honey," this guy spoke. Was he the doctor? I thought I drove the motorcycle? 

        "I've missed you, Grace!" A little boy spoke, and gave me a grin. 

        "Who's Grace?" I tried my best to speak. 

        I had most of my memory. I remembered up until Penny was calling; everything after that, was a complete blur. 

        The man spoke again, "You're 'Grace.'" He gave me a sad smile. 

        "No, I'm Luke," I tried to convince them. Who the hell was 'Grace?' 

        "No, no! You're Gracie," the little boy spoke, taking my hand. This time, I definitely shook him off. He had a sad expression, but, in my defense, I had absolutely no idea who these people were. 

        "It's alright, Aaron. Your sister just has to gain her memory back."

        Sister? "I'm a boy."

        They both shook their heads. "No, you're a girl, Gracie!" The little boy spoke.

        No, I wasn't. I'm one-hundred percent sure. 

        I lifted my hospital pants a little, and shrieked. Where the hell is my 'little soldier'?! I had a... female private part. I feel like crying. He can't be gone! How am I supposed to pee? 

What the hell is going on here?

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