To be decided

Chapter 1

    I open my eyes slowly scanning my surroundings. I’m in what looks like a hospital room ...I think? I’m hooked up to some IV’s and the walls are plain white and bare. There is a curtain covering part of the right wall but I can see another bed poking out from behind it.  My head is pounding, and everything hurts when I move, especially my head. It literally feels like I have anvils being dropped on my head every second. You would think being in a hospital they would have me on some sort of pain medication. I look to my left slowly and see a woman sitting in a green cushioned chair watching me. She has caramel hair and eyes. Her hair is slicked back in a ponytail and she is wearing a business suit with black stilettos. She has a vistators sticker on the pocket of her suit and the name reads Carol. Her makeup is done nicely, she is clearly wearing a lot but it doesn’t look bad. It just makes her look more professional. She has a concerned look on her face as she watches me study her.

    “Hey sweetie, how do you feel?” she asks and I just look at her blankly. How do I feel? Hmm...well I just woke up in a hospital and don’t know why, everything hurts, and this headache is going to kill me if I don’t get some pain medication soon, so I feel great!

    “My head is pounding…” I say in almost a whisper.  

    “Oh...here. The doctor said for me to give you these if you woke up” Carol said in a shaky voice handing me a small cup of some pills and a bottle of water. IF I woke up? What is that supposed to mean? Now Carol ‘s eyes start to tear up and she looks like she is trying to stop herself from crying. I don’t really feel like comforting some stranger I just met in a hospital, so I silently hope she doesn’t.

    “Thanks.” I say and take the cup of pills and the water from her. I pop all the pills in my mouth and wash them down with the water quickly. Carol watches me in wonder like i’m an alien or something or she expects me to say something.. I have no idea who this lady is but she is kinda starting to get on my nerves.

    “You … you don’t know who i am…..do you?” Carol says in a hushed tone. Then she looks up and I can tell she doesn't want the tears to fall.

    “I know your name is Carol” I say pointing to her name visitors tag, and she frowns. I can tell that wasn’t the answer she was looking for. I scan her face for anything I could recognize. “Am I supposed to know you?” I ask curiously.  

    “I guess not. I mean I had hoped, but part of me knew you would forget everything.”

    “Wait….forget everything? What do you mean?”

    “ Scarlett,..” she says and then starts to cry. Great. I just woke up in a hospital with a pounding headache and this Carol lady is crying because I don’t know her. What is her problem?  After she had collected herself a little and wiped the mascara off her face she says “I…..i’m your mother.” and then continues to cry. WHAT?! I don’t know who you think you are lady but you are not my mother. My mom looks…...well i don’t remember how she looks. Wait….I don’t remember how my dad looks either, or the name of my best friend assuming I have a best friend,  or my age, how I look, I don’t remember anything! This can not be happening! Why can’t I remember anything? Was it the pills I just took? Maybe i took them to fast? Maybe I should have taken them one at a time? But there is NO way that this Carol lady is my mom. I would remember her...wouldn’t I?