Jared's POV:
"Beep, beep, beep," sounded the steady rhythmof the heart monitor, a constant reminder I was still alive, and Carr was the only reason I was. When I first crashed I had gotten my wish and was relieved to finally get away, but when the padals brought me back, I held onto life for the sake of my Sun, if only to see it with my eyes. As long as Carr was alive I would not willingly die, even if she never again acknowledged me.
Carr's POV:
Luckily, we arrived at the right hospital. I jumped out of the car and ran inside, straight towards the front desk before the car was even fully stopped. I knew I would have to tell the lady at the counter we were family and when I did, I think I believed it more than her.
"It was touch and go for awhile," the doctor said, "but he pulled through. His condition I'd stable, but we don't know if he will ever wake up. It will take yet another miracle."
"Thank you," I said sincerely.
"No problem. It's my job," he said, " By the way, are you Carr?" he asked.
"Um. Ya," I replied unsure.
"Well he must really love you because he kept saying your name."
"Oh," I muttered. Everyone watched me as I entered Jared's room.
That was it. That was my breaking point. As soon as I saw him laying there broken like an empty shell, I burst into tears. "How did he even survive with injuries this bad," I said through breaks in my tears.
"In my opinion," proclaimed the doctor," I think you kept him alive."
I had nothing to say. I spotted a chair next to his bed and sat down.
5 hours later, I sat up and glanced at the clock. I barely even acknowledged when Mom and Tupac left. The entire time I was there I did not stop crying and I soon fell asleep. I dreamt dreams that were too visual; too real. They were memories I realized when I woke up screaming in pain. 'When did I start screaming?' I thought, but I soon forgot all my thoughts when the pain became too much to bear and I collapsed .I heard shuffling feet as doctors rushed in and put me on a stretcher to roll me to a room of my own.
All the doctors said they couldn't find anything wrong. I knew they thought it was all in my head and they were right, but the pain would not bother me any longer because I remembered. I burst into a fresh set of tears, but these were guilty tears.
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How To Remember
Teen FictionA tragic past leads to amnesia in the form of protection in Carr. A year later, she runs away and meets Jared, but he says that they used to know each other. Is Jared really a part of Carr's unfortunate past?
