Can The Heart Really Forget?

by LucindaSilvers

Modern AU. There was an accident, all Levy remembers are bright lights and pain, a lot of pain. The accident left Levy in a coma for 6 months and now that she is up she seems to have forgotten 2 years of her life. She remembers her friends and who she is but she doesn't remember Gajeel. Read as Levy struggles to remember the life she lived. But in all, Does The Heart Really Forget?

1. Chapter 1

I woke up to the sound of dull beeps. They were slow but constant, each one only a second away from each other. My mind was only half conscious.

I felt that my legs and arms were stiff and foreign. There was a terrible pain in the back of my neck. My whole body was sore, even my eye lids were ached. It took me a moment to find the strength to open them.

The bright light blinded me at first, I had to shut my eyes from the pain. I tried to move my arms, this time they listened. I quickly rubbed my eyes to adjust to the light.

I looked up at a pure white ceiling of tiles. Boy was I tired. To my right was a heart monitor and a small bag of clear liquid attached to a long metal pole. To my left was a white sofa chair and an end table with books. The titles were blurry but they were old looking and large.

The beeps quickened as I started to panic. Where was I? A hospital no doubt. But why was I here? My mind raced as fast as it could go.

I opened my mouth to call for help, a nurse, anything. But nothing came out. My voice was no where to be found.

My legs were still unresponsive, just shifting into a sitting position exhausted a lot of energy that I did not have. Every movement caused a sharp pain to explode at the back of my head. A single tear slid down my cheek, everything hurt.

The beeps on the heart monitor increased. The dull noise only worsened my headache. I looked to my right hand and saw a wire connected to my hand. I took the band around my index finger and ripped it off disconnecting me from the beeps were gone and there was silence.

There was some shuffling outside my hospital room. Sounds of footsteps raced back and forth. I heard a panicked voice call out "Page Dr. Marvel, her patient has just flat lined!"

I knew what flatlined was, flatlined meant death. But you had to expect death in a hospital. People come to hospitals every day. Some come out, others never leave.

Out of energy I slumped back down. My blue hair, much longer than I remember keeping it, stuck to my face with cold sweat. My lips were cracked and dry, my throat felt like I haven't had water in years.

Suddenly, my room's door flew open and three nurses stepped inside. Their horrified faces changed to shock. I looked at them sheepishly. I opened my mouth to attempt speech again when one of the nurses, a girl with pink hair and bright blue eyes ordered "Change the page, put that Levy is back."