Without a Word (Hayes Grier fanfic)

Untitled Part 26

I couldn’t sleep, the thought of school tomorrow haunted me. I was in the hospital for two months, one awake, one not so much. I relearned all the things I needed for school, but for the life of me I couldn’t coax the memories of people out of my mind.

It was three a.m., nothing, not even my sister could make any memories come out of my mind. They boys did their best to help, but I could tell they missed her. When they looked at me, even when they were smiling, their eyes seemed to beg for her to come back.

I hadn’t seen any of the kids in the old pictures. There were a couple of girls and a couple of boys. The younger boy, Hayes, explained that these kids were our best friends, Diana, Fiona, Harris, and Chuck. I missed the memories, which is odd, because I couldn’t remember them, but I wanted to.

I was sitting in my room; straight up looking at the pictures and notes I had been given. Maybe tomorrow, I can start to make my own memories. But would I make them with the same people, or would I make new friends. But that would disappoint my current ‘friends’; I wish I had a way to know who the old girl was.

I lay back from the pictures; I wasn’t ready for tomorrow in the slightest. How could I be?

~

Hayes

Myra was gone, possibly permanently. This could be a good thing, we didn’t end on the best note,

"Myra! You kissed Isaac! I saw you; it looked like you loved him! It looked what I wanted us to look like, consumed with love for each other!" I said in the harshest voice I could, even though I was hoping it wouldn’t break.

She stood up, facing me.

"Hayes, that's because I thought it, was you! I never saw him; he just grabbed me and kissed me! I assumed it was you, so I kissed like it was you!" She yelled. "Then I saw you kissing that girl. Hayes if you knew it was Isaac, why wouldn't you just punch him! Why did you have to kiss that girl, because to me that felt like a punch in the gut!"

Why was I doing this, this girl was complicated system, and if I press the wrong button shell explode.

"Because I thought you were trying to make me jealous! So I wanted to do the same to you!" I looked down. I couldn’t face her. "Hayes we I can't do this anymore! These mind games, they’re too much. We can't be around each other for twelve hours without hurting each other!"

"What are you saying?" My voice lowered, knowing exactly what she meant.

"You know what I'm saying. Stay away from me Hayes, I don't want to hurt you, and I can't take this anymore."

All that was erased, yes, I was also erased, but that gave me a chance to get her again.  Right this time. I would treat her right, and keep her away from anything that would hurt her.

Lying back in my bed, I knew what I was going to do tomorrow. I was going to get my Myra back.

~

Myra

My first day. I reviewed the notes I had, glancing at the picture of her and Hayes. They looked so happy together, something we would most likely never be.

Shaking the thought I turned the knob on my bedroom door. Skipping down the stairs I noticed Ali sitting on the couch watching the news.

"Hey there squirt" she smiled a warm smile. I appreciated that she was trying her best to get her back, but that girl was gone and I was here. I wish she would try to get to know me, not bring back her. "Ready for your first day?"

I couldn't be less excited about my first day. All these people asking questions expecting me to be her, when I wasn't her anymore.

"Earth to Myra!" Ali yelled at me. She had moved to the door where she was putting on a coat. "We have to go,"

My stomach splurged, I wasn't ready. A month ago doctors didn't think I was going to be able to speak, and now I had to go learn advanced algebra!

I picked up my bag, and went outside to the beat up truck. The poor thing looked like it had had one too many trips down a muddy road, and was ready to give out.

I climbed my way into the truck. Setting my bag down gingerly, and buckling my seat belt. Hayes was seated next to me.

"Nervous?" He asked.

"Yeah," I said as quietly as I could, maybe if I said it quietly, I wouldn't hear myself and I wouldn't be nervous.

He grabbed my hand, which for some reason calmed my nerves. However I pulled away, I didn't know this boy, and I wasn’t going holding hands with strangers.

He looked a little hurt, but bounced back. We listened to some good music on the way to school, blaring it through the speakers. I could feel the car rumble.

Pulling into the parking lot, people were looking at us. I assumed it was because of the music, but I got a different vibe when Nash told me, 'Ignore the stares', it made me question, why would people stare at me? Then I remembered, I’m the walking tragedy. The tragic story of the girl who lost her friends after losing her memory.

Hayes walked me into the school, moving me through the crowds of people like a body guard, which I honestly didn’t need. People didn’t push or say anything, they just stared.

We moved into the middle school part of the school and into the cafeteria. This was the point in which I knew this day was going to go horribly. People just stared. They didn’t dare approach the tragedy and her bull dog.

Hayes led me up to a group of about five people. I recognized them from the pictures. They didn’t say anything to me just gave me meak smiles and looked down at their shoes. The cafeteria was silent, I could feel the eyes on the group, and it made me uncomfortable.

A hand grabbed me from behind. As a first instinct I flinched, but the hand pulled me in, and hugged me to a warm, overly perfumed body. I stayed their quietly, not hugging back, and gave a look to Hayes. He stood next to me, dumb founded.

When the person pulled away, I looked up at a tall, tan blonde. She had a perfect smile, but it was masked by a lot of makeup. I smiled up, but I didn’t recognize her from the pictures.

"Myra! I’m so glad you’re okay, how have you been? You can’t believe how boring school has been without you!" She said in an overly perky voice. I didn’t know what to say. Asking who she was seemed rude, but I couldn't tell her 'I’m fine, how have you been?'

"OMG! Can she like not talk, didn't she got mute, or deaf?!" The blonde gushed, she seemed extremely dumb. None of the other people in the group said anything to her; no one else in the whole cafeteria said anything to her.

"Olivia, she doesn't remember you," Hayes piped up.

"Oh shut up Hayes," Olivia said, getting cold. "Of course she remembers me, how could she forget he best friend?" Oh so this girl was my best friend? I didn’t remember her from any of the pictures, maybe she was camera shy?

"What do you mean' best friend'?" One of the girls said from behind me. "I’ve been Myra best friend sense kinder garden." she continued.

"As if Diana, you just wish you were as close as me and Myra," she looked down at me, "Now come on we have to get you to your real friends."