Amnesia Sebby is calling...
[ Decline | Accept ]
"What's wrong? What's wrong, honey?"
"I- I- I had a-a-a bad... day."
"Tell me about it, bubba."
"The- the paparazzi just- they just- they jus-."
"I'm sorry. I'm really sorry. They're brutal. They're absolutely horrible."
"They- they kept a-a-asking about y-you... and- and this J-Jason."
"Did you say anything?"
"N-no. I- I can... barely.. b-barely even speak."
"Hey, it's okay."
"I- I can't.. even r-remember t-the l-l-last two- two.... years. T-the fuck am I- I- I s-sup-posed to know a-about you and y-your ex?! I- I don't even know h-how I- I- I- I know you."
"You will. I know it may not seem like but it's been two months since the crash and two weeks since you've been released from the hospital. And you've started with a new physical therapist out in New York and with Don helping you out. You've also just started speech therapy, Seba. Your brain is still healing as well and it might take awhile. And I know you aren't patient but you gotta be, baby."
"I-I'll try to for you. I-I've... b-been told that- that- that the crash wasn't an a-accident. The- the LA p-police c-called. S-Some- somebody w-w-wanted me dead."
"A-are you home alone?"
"Y-yeah."
YOU ARE READING
Amnesia
FanfictionIn which Sebastian forgets the last two years of his life. A/N: editing some parts
