Maybe We Were Meant to Be (Tay Jardine and Jenna Mcdougall)

A Missing Memory

Tay:

I woke up in a clean white hospital room with a terrible headache. I didn't know why I was there or how I had gotten there. My thoughts were cloudy and my muscles were stiff. I wanted to get up, but I was hooked up to a heart monitor and an IV. I hated being stuck in bed, I wasn't very good at resting.

To my right Jenna and Hayley were asleep. Jenna was laying her head on Hayley's shoulder. Her nose and under her eyes were red like she had been crying. I wondered why. I didn't feel that bad, it couldn't have been about me. Why was I here what had happened before? Was someone else involved? Did they get hurt?

"Jenna." I said softly. I didn't want to wake her from a deep sleep, but if she was already half-awake I wanted to find out what had happened. She didn't even flinch.

I laid in bed trying to remember the event. I couldn't have just magically ended up in a hospital and they wouldn't have checked me in if there wasn't something wrong with me. Time went by incredibly slow; nanoseconds seemed like hours. I couldn't remember. I tried to go through my latest memories. I knew I was on tour with Tonight Alive and Paramore. Jenna had made up with Hayley. Then Jenna and I decided to start dating again. Why was Jenna snuggled up to Hayley if she and I were together now? There better not be any funny business going on! I thought.

What was the most recent thing I could think of... The closer in time I got the fuzzier I saw it. Jenna and I got back together. We hung out in the van together. We played shows. My brain felt overworked, but I was determined to figure this out. I pushed harder, trying to pop the memory into my head. I started remembering the last show. We left early to get a head start to the next destination because it was a long drive there. We were all in the van... That was all I could remember after that there was only black. Why was I here? Had I gotten in a fight with someone and got knocked out? Had I gotten dehydrated? Had I decided to try some stupid trick and fallen? Had we gotten into a car crash? A car crash felt right, but I still couldn't imagine it.

A nurse walked in to the room to check on me. She seemed surprised by something.

"Glad to see you're finally awake Ms." she looked at her files "Ms. Jardine. How are you feeling?"

"I'm okay. Why am I here?"

"You've been in a coma for a week and a half." she said calmly as if it was a normal thing.

"A coma?!?" I was surprised. "How did I end up in a coma?!?"

"You were in a severe car accident. Would you like for me to go get your friends from the waiting room?" she continued with her nonchalant act.

I have friends? ...Of course I do. I thought. I really wasn't able to reason. "Umm..." I shook my head to clear my head, unsuccessfully, from the fog "Yeah."

She left the room.

A few minutes later in came a crowd of men. Mike, Rob, Cam, Jordan, Whakaio, Jake, Matt, Cameron, Taylor and Jeremy. Everyone had a big smile on their face. All my band mates came to give me a hug, the TA boys gave me a high five and the Paramore crew just politely said they were glad I was getting better.

All the clamour startled the two girls awake. Jenna looked at the boys first then she saw me. It took her a second to believe what she saw, but once she realized that it was real her face lit up, her smile stretched from ear to ear. She was at a loss for words, but she made up for it with actions. She jumped out of the chair and dashed over to the side of my bed. She wrapped her arms tightly around me and hugged me for at least a minute.

"I can't breath." I grunted, she had squeezed out almost all the air in my lungs.

"Sorry, I'm just so, so relieved that you are okay." she let go and kissed me on the cheek. Tears were rolling down her face.

"Why are you crying?" I asked puzzled.

"I'm not ... err... I don't know why... I'm just so happy right now. They're tears of joy."

"Can someone tell me what happened? I don't remember anything after leaving the venue."

Rob handed me a paper opened to the page with an article that read:

Drunk Driver Dies in Disastrous Crash

2 killed and 2 injured in late night car accident.

Early yesterday morning a local car salesman, Carl Simons, ran into the van of pop-punk band We Are the In Crowd at the intersection of 2nd and Elm. The car was totaled and the band's van tumbled down the nearby hill. Simons was killed on impact and soon after the band's "merch boy", Ben Smith, died from head trauma. An autopsy later revealed that Simons had ingested well over the legal amount of alcohol before driving. The other people involved in the crash survived, most with minimal injuries, but there is still one person in critical conditions, the singer of the band Taylor Jardine. The band is asking everyone to pray for their front-woman to pull through the coma.

The article continued on talking about the tour we had been doing and so on.

I think my heart skipped a dozen beats. I felt nothing, I didn't know how to feel. How could this be real? Ben had been touring with us for almost 2 years. He was such a good kid, incredibly nice and although he and I weren't close friends he was good company to have around, especially because he would laugh at Jordan's stupid jokes. He never got upset that everyone was paying attention to just the band and he was left in the background. He would certainly be missed.