Chapter 30

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*Stacey's POV*

I couldn't move, I couldn't open my eyes, I could only hear people in the room, talking about me? I did not recognize the voices speaking. There was about 2 or 3, I couldn't quiet tell.

I finally got the will to open my eyes and I looked around. "Wh- where am I?" I stuttered.

"Stacey!" A blonde hair boy walked over to my bed. "You're awake." he said. He called another woman into the room. She had a white gown on and a clipboard in her hand.

"Who are you? Who's Stacey?" I looked up at the man, then to the women.They both looked at me.

"You're in the hospital. You were in a coma. You're name is Stacey." she told me.

"You don't remember me?" I shook my head no.

"Sir, can you please go wait in the hall while i do some more test on her?" The doctor asked the blonde man. He got up and walked out of the room.

The doctors did a bunch of test on me, none of which I recgonized. "What are you doing?"

"We're just checking on your blood pressure and heart rate. We need to make sure everything is okay and that you'll be okay." She told me, sticking a needle into my arm.

"Why wouldn't I be okay?" I asked, I was very confused as to what was going on. I don't remember being in the hospital, I don't remember anything. "Did something bad happen?"

"Yes, I'll let your friends tell you what happened." She finished everything and wrote down some things. Moments later the boy was back with three others.

"Who are you people?" I asked them.

"I'm Hunter, That's Shay, Dan, and Danielle." he told me their names. "Do you remember anything?" I shook my head no again and his face fell sad.

"How did I get here? The doctor said you would tell me what happened?" The four of the people standing in the room glanced at each other then back at me. The blonde, known as Hunter kneeled down beside me.

"2 months and a few days ago, you tried to commit suicide, meaning you wanted to kill yourself. Well you jumped off of a bridge into rushing water and rocks." He told me.

"What are all the marks on my arms and legs and every where else?" I asked.

"You got abused by your dad and people back in your hometown."

"Wait, I'm not at home? Where am I then?" I asked, still very confused.

"You're in Nashville, you live back in Virginia. You're name is Stacey. You are 18 years old, you have two brothers. We are all singers and you were on tour with us for the past 9 months." I shook my head, indicating that I am confused still. "Hopefully it'll all come back to you soon."

"Who are you again?" I asked the blonde.

"I'm Hunter Hayes." Hunter Hayes, for some reason that name rings a bell, I just can't put my finger on it.

"Who am I?"

"You're Stacey." Stacey, that doesn't seem right. I bit my lip and looked at the four staring at me.

"Why are you all looking at me?" I asked them.

"Sorry we are just glad to know that you are okay." The short, black haired man said. "I'm Shay, your best friend." The blonde looked up at him, giving him an evil look.

"I don't remember any of you." They all sighed. "I'm sorry. I don't remember who you are or where we met. Am I suppose to? Will I ever?"

"It's hard to say, but you might one day."

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