Amnesia(DISCONTINUED)

Chapter 1: Amnesia

A/N this story is a work in progress a lot of spell errors and grammar, just enjoy it :) ideas welcome

Nothing, I remember nothing. My name, where i am, my family if i have one, all gone from my memory. The blinding lights indicated i was in a hospital. The cool air coming from the window indicated it was around summer, but not heat wave time. I ached everywhere, my bones felt broken, my brain was throbing. How long was i out? What year is it? All these questions needed answers soon.

“Ms.Grove you’re awake now, good very good.” this women in white must have been the doctor because she was writing down all her observations. Her name tag said she was Mrs.Metro, Psychologist. Great just what a i needed a brain person.

“Where am i?’’ I said with cusiosity of a child.

“You’re at St.Wells Hospital in Nevada”

“How long have i been out?” I asked with frustration.

“2 months” Mrs.Metro said with an easing tone. Oh she was really getting on my nerves. The way she said 2 months indicated it was nothing to be in a “coma” for 2 months straight.

“Oh I should probably give you this” Mrs.Metro handed me a red spiral with attached papers sticking out. It smelled like wet dog, weird. I took it with a puzzled look on my face. I raised an eyebrow to her, which indicated if I should know what this is.

“This spiral was given to me by your friend, Marc, he said for you to read it to get all the answers. Whatever that means.” 

I started to open it but when i read the first sentence it said You’re a werewolf, from the pack Silver Runners. Was this a sick joke to pull on amnesia patients at this hospital? I gave a suspicious glare to Mrs.Metro but she looked serious about this spiral. I kept reading to see if it got more to who i am and so on. Mrs.Metro without a sound and the clicking sound of my room door was a sign she left. Great, now i had me time with a random spiral from a guy called Marc. The next few lines made more sense in a way. Your name is Sarah Grove, and you live with your Mom and Dad, Rachel and James Grove. You are the Alphas daughter. Wait, pause, what! I was the “Alphas” daughter from the pack Silver Runners. We might as well been called The Moon-Spinners like that Disney movie. Wait, did i just remember something? Well okay maybe this spiral isn’t such a waste. Your brother,Jesse Grove, is 15. You are 17. November 12th is your birthday. You live on 734 Fryler Street in WayScout, Nevada. Your wolf is silver with tints of white and gray. Your eyes of emerald sparkle when in wolf form.That last sentence reminded me of something. I don’t even know what i look like. I haven’t seen a mirror yet. I tried to move out of bed, bookmarking my spot in the spiral. My legs moved swiftly with my command, but walking on them is a whole other challenge. I tried to stand up and looked for a bathroom to at least see myself. I saw a door labeled with a man and women sign with BATHROOM inscribed under neath in gray. I open the handle with ease after my intense journey to the door. The atomatic light engoulged the room in a flickering light. The clean room had a shiny toilet, a scratched mirror, and a shower with no curtain to hide a body. I numbly walked to the mirror and looked up. I was shocked by my own beauty. I was stunning, not to be selfish. My brown hair parted nicely and my face had no zit in sight. My eyes were green, but not emerald green, but a soft green, welcoming in a way. I started to check my self out. My curves were perfect in my mind. My little muffin top could be changed with a few trips to the gym. My butt was toned, my breasts were huge to what i have seen all day. My legs were the most hairy things ever. I needed to shave pronto. Did i remember how to shave? My brain started to hurt and I felt this HUGE bump on the right side of my head. Were the memories to much for my brain to handle? I saw my hand and it was bloody with fresh blood. My blood. I collapsed and all i remembered was darkness and nurses screaming. I was dreaming. I was on this cliff that hugged the forest behind me. At the edge i saw a wolf, but its brown fur was soft and i could smell him from where i was standing. Him? Who was he? I then felt strange and noticed i wasn’t human, I was a wolf of silver with the gray and white tints. This was weird. It  felt as if this wolf was sending me this message through my coma. “I can see you behind me Sarah” this other wolf said but with a friendly tone and it was in my mind. His mouth didn’t move he just looked at me with deep blue eyes that resembled the great starry sky. I was shaking but i knew him in a more intimate level. Was he Marc? But he felt more than intimacy but more of a mate. Mate? Was that a thing? “Who are you?’’ I said with more force than i wanted to be said. “Im hurt little rose that you don’t remember me, but after what Frank did to you i wouldn’t remember either.” He said it like it was nothing. Like it was my fault for Franks action towards me. “What did Frank do to me?’’ I asked with yet curiuosity but with a hint of anger. Why anger? “Frank and you fought and he pushed you into a tree head first and you didn’t move, so we took you to a doctor and you were in a coma.” So i fought with this guy named Frank. But why did I fight him? This other wolf was defiantly my mate, I could feel the pull to take him. I bet he could feel the pull to. I grinned at the thought of him taking me down, in a sexual way. He must have noticed cause when i looked up he was BUTT NAKED! I was still a wolf and he was closer to me. But his “thing” was not near my face. Thank the moon goddess for this. I then turned into a human out of thin air. I was naked and he just looked at me with longing eyes. He wanted to take me but he needed to tell me everything before we “got down”. I then smiled again at “getting down” with him. “Whats your name?’’ I asked with flirtatiousness. “Damon, Damon Evans.” What a hot name. Damon, it just rolled off the tounge. I must have been staring at my mate, because he winked at me that ended with a smirk. That smirk could kill, It was killing me and my lady parts. TMI even for myself. “When can i come back home?’’ I asked with hope and longing. “When you are over 50% of having your memory and you’re at 35% right now.” Damon said it as if he wanted my percentage to be bigger so i could come to him. “Should i just read the spiral and then come home?” I asked, but i already knew the answer, it would take more than paper to regain my memory. My vision was fading fast. I was waking up. Damon looked at me with sadness and he bowed still stark naked under the moon, “Until next time, love.” I didn’t wan to leave him but with a joult i was up with needles in my arm.