Chapter Two

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Katie

I didn't want to get up and go to school when I heard my alarm go off, i'd been having a wonderful dream and besides my bed was really cosy. I rolled over and hit the alarm off. Begrudgingly I got up, after all it was mid June, and I was in my final year of sixth form, its not like I had many school days left. I jumped in the shower and looked forward to seeing Chris, we had had a great Friday night. I hoped he'd had a good weekend with this mates; they'd gone camping.

Me and Chris are what you called boyfriend and girlfriend although at 18 that term always made me think we sounded like kids. We had met the year earlier at work, Chris had trained me and we became really good friends very quickly. We clicked, and I hadn't expected us too, I knew Chris was out of my league, I wasnt silly but he didn't care and we fell in love anyway. We'd only know each other 6 weeks when he finally asked me out, two days later he told me he loved me and I told him I did too. It sounds crazy but I was worried that having over people know about us would spoil it and even though Chris was determind to 'show me to the world' (his words not mine) I asked him to keep it a secrect and as far as I knew still a year later no one knew and we were still just as happy as ever.

I dressed quickly and after some breakfast left for school, it was warm out and I enjoyed my walk. I had just gone through the double doors of the building when Cassy came running over to me.

"Oh my god Katie, where have you been? Have you heard?"

I looked at her blondle ringlets bouncing on her shoulds and wondered what had got her so excited that she couldn't stand still.

"I doubt it," I replied in response to her second question. I wasn't all that bothered with a bit of a gossip, she always had something to tell me. I was gald though, she always choose me to tell first and even though she was a little highly strung she was a great person and and even better friend.

"It's Chris Katie he's been in an accident."

I think there are moments in your life when you will always remember things, like everyone remembers where they were on September the 11th and when the 7/7 boomings hit London and even though this was no where near as bad, to me sundenly I felt like me world was ending. I realised that what I had mistaken for excitement in Cassy was actually nervous engry.

"Is he alive?" I whispered.

Cassy looked at me strangely and I could tell this was not the question she had been expecting. Normally I was dead on with my feelings towards Chris and how I should behave but today that was not going to be easy.

"Of course you weirdo, do you see me dressed in black?" She sort of waved her hand over her outfit; tight blue jeans, tight pink v-necked t-shirt and pink flip-flops.

I shook my head trying to order my throughts.

"What actually happen Cassy?" I asked her.

"Well him and Brett where driving somewhere, or from somewhere I don't know and their car was hit. Brett's ok; well he has a broke arm but im sure after some attention from a girl he will be fine." She smiled at me and I could tell she was hoping to be the girl Brett needed.

"Cassy what happened to Chris?" I tried to keep my calm.

"Oh well," she started linking my arm with hers and dragging me towards form "i'm not really sure, people are saying all sorts of things."

"Like?" I question taking my seat.

"Oh well like that he has broke his hip, he cant walk, he doesn't remember who he is, he is in a coma..... you know everything and anything really." She told me.

I was trying to process all this information but it was like I was in shock. The rest of the day past in a blur, I was lucky I didn't have any exams and we were only revising, I couldn't tell you what one single teacher said. By lunch time there was in a rumor going around that Chris was dead, but Brett assured qutie a few people that he was definitly OK and would be back to school in no time. I wasn't sure what to believe but I knew I had to find out, problem was I didn't know how. 

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