Forget Me

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~I woke up to see that I was laying in a hospital bed. I look next to me and see a doctor sitting next to me~
"Hello?"
"Oh my! You're awake?" The doctor looks at me in shock.
"Yes, I think I am," I say, looking down at myself. There are many tubes in my arm, running up to machines lining the walls.
"Well, Miss Kingston, you've been in a coma for the past year. You see, you were in a car wreck with your boyfriend. You were going to be fine. Unfortunately, your boyfriend didn't make it," the doctor says with a frown on his face.
"Who am I? You said my name was Miss Kingston? What's my first name?" I say, sitting up in the bed.

"It seems as though your head trauma has resulted in some amnesia. I have a sheet with some information about yourself here," the doctor hands me the sheet.
I look down at the sheet. It says my name is Ariana Mae Kingston, that I live off the coast of California, I'm 17 and I go to Westmount High School. I am an only child, and I have a dog named Oreo.
"Wow," I say, holding the paper up so I can see it better. "I can't believe I could forget all this stuff. I do have one question, though. Who are my parents? Are you going to call them?"
The doctor grew a grim look on his face. Before he could answer me, a boy about my age walked through the door.
"Ah, yes, Mr. Henderson. Glad you could make it," The doctor says, pushing up his glasses. "She just woke up not ten minutes ago."
The boy walks up with a warm smile on his face. He's quite tall for his age, about six foot. He's wearing a red t-shirt with baggy blue jeans. He has brown hair and hazel eyes. He looked like he could be a model.
"Hey, I'm Adam. Adam Henderson," He holds his hand out for me to shake it. He has a firm grip and when he shakes my hand, he is gentle and careful not to hurt me or pull out the tubes in my arms.
"I'm-"
"Ariana. I know. We were good friends before the accident." He walks over to the side of my bed and kneels down so that he's eye level with me.

"Miss Kingston, Adam here will be taking you to stay at his house for a while, at least a year until you're better," the doctor says, holding a clip board. He then proceeded to take out the tubes in my arms carefully. "You are now free to go. Get well soon, Ariana!"
Adam picks me up and carries me out to his jeep. He lifts me up and puts me in the passenger seat. He shuts the door and climbs into the drivers seat. We pull put of the parking lot and get on the highway.
"So, Adam, did you know my boyfriend?"
"Yes, he was my brother."
I take a moment to put the prices together.
"I'm so sorry. I didn't know," I take the hand that is resting on the armrest in the middle of our seats.
"It's okay, you had no way of knowing. He died over a year ago, I've moved past it." He keeps his eyes on the road, not even a glimpse my way.
We pull up to a huge beach house and park at the front.
"Is this your house?" I ask, gazing out the window with wide eyes.
"Yeah, when my dad died a while ago I inherited all his money. He was the owner of a company, so it was a lot. His money has been able to cover everything for me ever since." He looks over at me. "Do you need help out?"
"No," I say, opening the door and climbing out.
We walk towards his house, not saying another word until we're inside.

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