CHAPTER ONE
"His heart rate is increasing… I think we are getting him back!" The blonde unconsciously heard multiple voices ringing in his head.
Wondering where he is at, he took all the effort in his weak body to open his eyes.
"Will! Will! Can you hear me?" The first person the blonde saw was a brunette anxiously staring at him.
"Who… am I? Who… are you? And why am I bed-ridden?" The blonde painstakingly muttered out every single word while trying to sit up.
"Can you remember anything before you passed out?'' The brunette asked turning the blonde's pillows behind him vertical for him to lean on.
"I have no recollection of whatsoever. I don't even know who I am'' the blonde replied.
The brunette stared at him for a few moments and then turns on the TV in front of him "Will, you just watch some TV and take a rest. It has been a long day, enjoy some cartoons before going to bed. I will explain everything tomorrow."
The brunette walked out of the ward and started dialing a number on his iPhone.
"Father, I need a brand new passport, ID, driver's license and a private jet to New York ASAP I will fill you in on the details later." The brunette hurriedly walked out of the laboratory making sure no one saw him.
"He has lost his memory; I can't let Ben hurt him any longer. Forgive me Will." The brunette thought to himself.
-The Next Morning-
After a good night's sleep, a sandwich and two cups of chocolate pudding for breakfast, the blonde felt much more energized as he was laughing at Spongebob and Patrick singing 'The Campfire Song Song'.
What the blonde didn't know was that the brunette was looking at him from the glass panel window from outside his room.
"This is his only chance to be happy, to be able to start afresh from all that he has been through. Will, you always wished for a drama-free life. I know life has not been easy for you. Today, things are going to change. I am going to grant you your wish. I am so sorry you were implicated in my love triangle between Ben, Abby and I. This is my way of making it up to you" The brunette thought to himself.
"Hey buddy! How are you feeling?"
"I am feeling much better now! Thank you for bringing me to the hospital! Can I switch to a smaller room? I'm not sure if I can afford a private room." The blonde replied.
"Relax! I got it all covered!" The brunette chuckled before turning off the TV.
"Now I'm gonna tell you about what happened before you passed out" The brunette turned off the TV, took a stool forward and sat by the bed.
"You are a chef that was stuck in a restaurant that was on fire. By the time the firefighters came, you had fainted already." The brunette said.
The brunette stood up and placed a suitcase on the blonde's lap opening it.
"Inside this suitcase I have a driver's license, a passport, a paper with your address in New York on it and apartment keys."
The brunette then closed the suitcase and places his hands on the blonde's shoulders.
"Listen to me carefully; someone is out to kill you. So I need you to get on the plane to New York in 5 hours and start a new life" The brunette quickly closed the suitcase.
"How can I ever thank you for doing so much for me?" The blonde asked
"Oh! I forgot to tell you, you have been admitted into the Institute of Culinary Education to brush up your cooking skills. Start a new simple life as a chef and stay happy! That's how you can repay me!" The brunette winked before leaving.
The blonde quickly open the briefcase and saw the passport.
Liam Robertson it stated on the passport. He counted the how old he was from the year he was born realizing he was 22 years old.
"With Eight hundred grand, culinary school and a new apartment, Liam Robertson will start anew!" The blonde thought to himself