AN:I'm going to try and clear any confusing details up. First off I'm making rose seventeen instead of sixteen.
Darek's POV
As I was flipping through channels on the tv a face popped up on the channel 7 news update. I stood abruptly and turned up the volume. A woman was in the middle of talking.
"-Was found on the door step of well known doctor Hendrix Charles. She was barely conscious and had a unidentified drug in her system. She is currently awake though she doesn't remember anything about what happened to her. The doctors are saying that she can't remember anything about herself. The cops want anyone who has seen or knows this girl to call this number below. 817-659-0979." I picked up my phone and dialed the number. I waited while it rang walking back and forth.
"Hello-"
"Her name is Roseta, she goes to Moonlight Falls high school, she has a brother named Harrold, she's my girlfriend." I spoke quickly and waited for the voice to answer.
"Is this about the mystery girl who forgot who she was." The woman asked.
"Yes. Please need to see her. What hospital is she at." I asked. There was a pause then the woman sighed.
"I'm sorry kid but who is this." She asked disbelief in her voice.
"Darek Foster. Please I'm telling the truth." I pleaded.
"Sorry kid, but I can't just tell you where to find her. If your story checks out then we'll call you." After she said that she hung up. I threw my phone in frustration. Where are you Rose...Where are you.
Hendrix POV
As I was walking down the hall I hearda faint humming coming from room 287. I opened the door and looked in. The girl who I found on my doorstep was leaning against back of her bed and was doing something on the paper we had left. I had the nurses bring instruments and colors and all sort of movies. It has been used as a useful remembering technique before. I walked to the bed and she jerked.for a moment loking at me. I looked down and quickly moved over. I was stepping on her hair.
"I'm sorry about that. Here let me help you." I pulled all her hair up and took my pencil. I pulled her hair up like my mother always did and stick the pencil through it. She moved her haid around and looked back at me.
"Thank you dr..."
"Oh please call me Hendrix. What are you drawing there." I said. I went to pull the paper out of her hand but I didn't have. She turned it around for me to see. I was astonished at the detail and effort she surely put into the picture. It was a self portrait of her.
"This is beautiful work. How did you do this." I asked. She pointed to the sketch kit I had brought in.
"I also think the piano might be important. I think I know how to play it." She got up and went to the piano. Her fingers glided over the keys and she pressed down on some. She slowly started to plah what sounded like silent night. Then it turned into Fur Elise. And after that she started to play the Midnight Senada. She played with elegance and grace, and the beauty of an angel. I cought a glimpse of her face and she wasn't even looking at the keys, it was like she knew on instinct how to locate keys and note. Her eyes were closed and her lips were moving slightly as the song turned into something I didn't recognize. Her voice became audible.
"Let all your problems be forgot,
and all your wishes be-" She suddenly stopped and started to fall backwards. I caught her a hairs length from the floor. Her eyes were open and one was slightly red like she had been crying. I picked her up and set her on the bed. The red button used to contact the nurse was on her other side so I reached over her to get it. While the nurse was getting in I was already getting her hooked to a iv and had a tube for oxygen connected to her. I taped it down then checked her heart beat. It was 7 beats quicker than it should be. She suddenly stopped doing what ever it was she was doing. Her heart beat slowed and her eyes were not only open but she was looking around. I was ready to quit my job right there and go back to school. I didn't know what had happened or what to do now. The nurse looked at me and held up the sedative she was about to administer. I shook my head.
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my ice wolf
Werewolfseventeen year old Roseta Grimlake has just moved back to her old home with her brother. Her firsr day she meets a hansome boy her age who just happens to be her neighbor. Darek(hansome neighbor) is stunned by this girl. Will he give into temptation...