A/N: Hey guys, this is my second fan fiction, first story, so I am open to any suggestions you readers have!
Disclaimer: I own nothing it all belongs to the fantabulous Stephenie Meyer
Prologue: BPOV: I was in the car humming to the radio while my husband, Edward, drove the car. My daughter, Renesemee, was in the back playing with her tiny teddy bear. We were going down the highway and stopped at the light, and then a blue van came toward us. And then……… (Bella passes out)
Chapter 1: "Bella, are you awake?"
A man was calling out to somebody I wonder who.
"Bella, wake up." The man shook me, so that must mean my name is Bella. I groaned in response.
"Oh good you are alive." The man sounded relieved. I soon drifted into a deep sleep.
When I woke up again, I was lying in a hospital bed. I awoke with a blonde man I was assuming was the doctor standing over me.
"Where am I?" What a stupid you know where you are, you are in a hospital.
"You are in the New York hospital." Oh. Was all I replied to him. Now all I had to do was find out why I was here.
"How did I get in here?" I asked the doctor.
"Bella, do you not remember? You were in a car accident, your car was smashed, I am unaware if there was anybody else in the vehicle, but you car is totaled."
"No, I don't remember, I don't remember anything."
"Well then we need to do some scanning of your head miss."
Great, I had to get an x-ray. I tried to sit up but the room spun and I was forced to lay my head back down on my pillow. A car crash did this to me? Yes you idiot, they are a lot more dangerous than you think. And look at what you did! Now I am broken because of you! You should have drunk more milk! Jeez, it isn't my fault, who are you anyway? Your thoughts. Oh. Why would I be calling my self stupid? Stop trying to be smart, it is not working. I had to cut the conversation with my self early; the doctor was talking to me again.
"So, do you know if there was anybody in the car with you?"
I tried to remember, but I just couldn't do it. "I am sorry but no, I don't." He sighed in response.
"Okay, well, let's get that head checked out."
He motioned for me to follow him; I got up slowly happy to find I could still walk. I followed him to a room that had a giant machine in it, he had me put some gear on and had me put my head in the machine, I waited for 20, drifting off now and then for the x-ray to finish.
"Well Bella, I have good news and bad news, the good news is that you will be able to go home today, the bad news is that you have lost your memory. The damage is too bad for me to know if you will gain it back."
I just nodded my head in response. I felt like there was a part of me missing. Like it left me with the car crash. I didn't remember my life. I don't know where I lived, I don't know who my parents are, I don't know if I have a husband, I don't even know what my last name is. I was forgotten, forgotten by myself. Hey don't blame this on me, you are the one who wasn't drinking their milk, maybe if you drank more milk your skull would be stronger!
A/N: Okay, be nice, sort of, I am welcome to all comments. Please tell me any ideas you have. I love to write, I am just not that good at it :). So please tell me what you think please review!