Never Forgotten / H.G

four

ALISONS POV

"Uh- Thanks but what's your name again?" I shyly ask, He just called me
Beautiful? What? I barely know him.

"Hayes" He says, clearly getting a little frustrated.

"Well 'Hayes'" I use air quotations for 'Hayes'

"I leave in 3 Days" I give a little fake smile, he gives me a smile back.

"That's.. Great!" He exclaims

"I can make you mine again.." He fails at whispering to himself, I pretend I didn't hear him.

"Okay Benjamin, It's time for you to leave." Trisha says, coming into my room with a pill in her hand and a glass of water. And a guy behind her with a tray of food.

"Oh- uh, I'll be back soon Ali" He says, smiling at me as he kisses my hand as my cheeks redden as the little time goes by, He leaves as Trisha smirks at me.

"Whose Benjamin?" I ask her, She just laughs at me. What?

"What?" I ask frustrated now.

"That's Hayes, hunny. He seems to really like you huh?" She says, handing me the really tiny pink pill and the little amount of water.

"I don't know him though, and thanks" I reply, taking the pill from her hand and placing it on my tongue, taking a gulp of the cold, icy water.

"Hungry?" She asks me, was I? Yeah I was. I mentally laugh at myself as I nod. She gently places the plate of food beside me.

"What is this?" I question.

"Since you got in an accident, your eating light food so a little chicken noodle soup and mashed potatoes and carrots" She smiles, I just nod and take the spoon in my hand.

I put a little amount of the juice and a little noodle on my spoon, as I put it up to my mouth as I blow it cool. I then place the spoon in my mouth as I swallow it.

"This is really good, Trisha" I smile at her, as she just writes on her notepad. I continue to eat as she leaves.

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I finish the last of my Mashed potatoes and my carrots. I yawn as I take a sip of the tea she left me a while ago, it wasn't hot or cold, it was perfect temperature.
I finish the last sip as I place it at the side-table.

I look at the side table as I scratch my arm, it was near the needles so it hurt a little but I ignored the little pain it caused me to feel. I notice the time was 10:23pm.

I yawn as I try to get comfy with the bunch of needles everywhere in my body, I think about the boy that came in here just a few hours ago.

How did he know me? Was that girl really me in all of those photos? How did I end up in here? Why am I thinking about this boy? I barely know him.

But I have a really good feeling about him.