She was beautiful. She could see that under the bruises on her face. She
was strong. Anyone could tell that by the way she had survived. She knew
she had been attacked in New York City, but that was it. She didn't even
know her name.
Outside she could hear a man talking to the doctor that had just left her room.
'Please can I see her?' the man kept asking, to which the doctor kept replying; 'Sorry. Family only.'
Moments pause. then 'but I'm her fiancée, why can't I see her? The doctor sighed and let him in.
A tall, sandy brown colour haired man walked in to the room and looked at her with his stunning blue eyes. She could tell that he was tiered. His soft hair was tousled and there were rings under his eyes. He smiled softly at her and his smile instantly warmed her. 'So. This is the guy I'm marrying. Not bad.' She thought.
'Sorry I had to lie about us being engaged then sweetheart.' He said, in a barely audible whisper, as if she were about to break if he raised his voice. 'They wouldn't let me in otherwise.'
She started to worry a little. Why had this man lied to the doctor? Why was he so desperate to see her? Panic settled in as she realized that this could be the attacker, coming back to finish off what he had begun.
Her fear was noticeable to him as she shrank back away from his hand, which he had placed, gently on her shoulder.
'Sweetheart, what's wrong?' he asked the concern in his voice genuine.
'Who are you?' she asked timidly. 'I don't know you.'
'Monica, its me, Chandler.' This obviously didn't make things any more clear so he added; 'Your best friend, remember?'
'I thought you said you were my fiancée out there.' She was sort of glad to have caught him on something.
'I only said that because they wouldn't let me in otherwise. Because I'm not family.'
'Why do you want to see me so bad?' she was becoming more convinced that he was here to hurt her. But the love and concern in his eyes, she couldn't quite believe it.
'Sweetheart, I'm not here to harm you. Don't you remember who I am?' it had suddenly dawned on him. The doctors had told him she may have some brain damage as a result of the attack but he never even registered that she may have amnesia. What could she remember?
'No I don't. I don't remember anything.' She said, concluding his thoughts. She had amnesia. She could not remember who she was, who her friends were, nothing. He was about to say something to her when they heard voices outside the door.
'Fiancée? She doesn't have a fiancée.' It was a male voice. She couldn't recognize this one either.
'Well I'm sorry sir'
'Well you should have checked!' the voice said, cutting the doctor off. 'You know she was attacked! And you just let anyone walk in.'
Chandler got up and walked to the door.
'Ross it's me.' He said to the voice. This seemed to be alright as Chandler and the man at the door walked in together.
'Monica! Are you alright?' the man said, running over to her bedside. Monica panicked slightly and looked over to Chandler. he seemed to be trustworthy.
'Mon, this is your brother Ross. He's alright as well.' Ross looked over to Chandler, a confused look on his face. 'She has amnisia, she doesn't know anything.'
'Oh no! that's not good. Not good at all.' Monica watched as a young blonde woman walked in to the room. She sat in a chair and looked at Monica. 'Hi Monica, I'm Phoebe. Im one of your best friends.' She looked back at Cahndler and Ross. 'If she doesn't remember anything then how are we meant to save Joey? She was the only witness!' She almost yelled the last part.
'Phoebe calm down!' Chandler said. He turned back towards Monica. 'Honey, you have to tell us, do you not remember anything? Nothing at all?' his voice was deep with concern. It didn't seem as though the concern was for her though.
'Um. I remember that I was attacked in a shop or something. Nothing else.' Monica replied after a moment of thinking. Chandler sighed and looked down.
'Nothing else?' he repeated, as if to clear it. He pulled out a picture of a man out of his pocket. 'Listen, this man is Joey Tribbiany. He's another of your best friends. You and him were in a bank a few days ago. There was a robbery at the bank while you and him were inside. The robbers took a lot of money and killed a few other comstomers, injerd a few, including you, and got away with $2 million. Joey was framed for this and now he's in prison, on death row for this. You are the only witness to this, and the only one to clear his name. Babe you have to remember. Please try.' Monica shook her head. Try as she might she couldn't remember.
Well what to you think? Please review if you want me to continue. Ps this is only a teaser, not the story, if you like the beginning then I'll continue. There's no point in writing a whole story if no ones interested.
Outside she could hear a man talking to the doctor that had just left her room.
'Please can I see her?' the man kept asking, to which the doctor kept replying; 'Sorry. Family only.'
Moments pause. then 'but I'm her fiancée, why can't I see her? The doctor sighed and let him in.
A tall, sandy brown colour haired man walked in to the room and looked at her with his stunning blue eyes. She could tell that he was tiered. His soft hair was tousled and there were rings under his eyes. He smiled softly at her and his smile instantly warmed her. 'So. This is the guy I'm marrying. Not bad.' She thought.
'Sorry I had to lie about us being engaged then sweetheart.' He said, in a barely audible whisper, as if she were about to break if he raised his voice. 'They wouldn't let me in otherwise.'
She started to worry a little. Why had this man lied to the doctor? Why was he so desperate to see her? Panic settled in as she realized that this could be the attacker, coming back to finish off what he had begun.
Her fear was noticeable to him as she shrank back away from his hand, which he had placed, gently on her shoulder.
'Sweetheart, what's wrong?' he asked the concern in his voice genuine.
'Who are you?' she asked timidly. 'I don't know you.'
'Monica, its me, Chandler.' This obviously didn't make things any more clear so he added; 'Your best friend, remember?'
'I thought you said you were my fiancée out there.' She was sort of glad to have caught him on something.
'I only said that because they wouldn't let me in otherwise. Because I'm not family.'
'Why do you want to see me so bad?' she was becoming more convinced that he was here to hurt her. But the love and concern in his eyes, she couldn't quite believe it.
'Sweetheart, I'm not here to harm you. Don't you remember who I am?' it had suddenly dawned on him. The doctors had told him she may have some brain damage as a result of the attack but he never even registered that she may have amnesia. What could she remember?
'No I don't. I don't remember anything.' She said, concluding his thoughts. She had amnesia. She could not remember who she was, who her friends were, nothing. He was about to say something to her when they heard voices outside the door.
'Fiancée? She doesn't have a fiancée.' It was a male voice. She couldn't recognize this one either.
'Well I'm sorry sir'
'Well you should have checked!' the voice said, cutting the doctor off. 'You know she was attacked! And you just let anyone walk in.'
Chandler got up and walked to the door.
'Ross it's me.' He said to the voice. This seemed to be alright as Chandler and the man at the door walked in together.
'Monica! Are you alright?' the man said, running over to her bedside. Monica panicked slightly and looked over to Chandler. he seemed to be trustworthy.
'Mon, this is your brother Ross. He's alright as well.' Ross looked over to Chandler, a confused look on his face. 'She has amnisia, she doesn't know anything.'
'Oh no! that's not good. Not good at all.' Monica watched as a young blonde woman walked in to the room. She sat in a chair and looked at Monica. 'Hi Monica, I'm Phoebe. Im one of your best friends.' She looked back at Cahndler and Ross. 'If she doesn't remember anything then how are we meant to save Joey? She was the only witness!' She almost yelled the last part.
'Phoebe calm down!' Chandler said. He turned back towards Monica. 'Honey, you have to tell us, do you not remember anything? Nothing at all?' his voice was deep with concern. It didn't seem as though the concern was for her though.
'Um. I remember that I was attacked in a shop or something. Nothing else.' Monica replied after a moment of thinking. Chandler sighed and looked down.
'Nothing else?' he repeated, as if to clear it. He pulled out a picture of a man out of his pocket. 'Listen, this man is Joey Tribbiany. He's another of your best friends. You and him were in a bank a few days ago. There was a robbery at the bank while you and him were inside. The robbers took a lot of money and killed a few other comstomers, injerd a few, including you, and got away with $2 million. Joey was framed for this and now he's in prison, on death row for this. You are the only witness to this, and the only one to clear his name. Babe you have to remember. Please try.' Monica shook her head. Try as she might she couldn't remember.
Well what to you think? Please review if you want me to continue. Ps this is only a teaser, not the story, if you like the beginning then I'll continue. There's no point in writing a whole story if no ones interested.