I do not in any way own PRiS as much as I wish I did. This story has been in my head for a very long time and I have to put it on paper (so to speak). It is as much for me as it is for anyone. I know their are plot mistakes and grammer mistakes, but I hope you all can overlook them.
Present Day
She let her last customers out the door and locked it behind them. She should have been out of here an hour ago.
The last couple has stayed well past closing and seemed to enjoy doing so, almost daring her to kick them out. She might have if she hadn't felt so bad about messing their order up.
She was definitely off her game tonight.
Grabbing a quarter out of the tip jar she walked the few steps to the jukebox in the corner. The soft clink echoed through the empty diner as she made her selection.
The broken clock is a comfort
It helps me sleep tonight
Maybe it can start tomorrow
From stealing all my time
And I am here still waiting
Though I still have my doubts
I am damaged at best
That you've already figured out
She pulled out the pins holding her hair up and grabbed the broom from the corner.
She let the tears fall that had been building up since reading the news of his engagement.
I'm falling apart
I'm barely breathing
With a broken heart
That's still beating
In the pain, there is healing
In your name, I find meaning
So I'm holding on
I'm holding on
I'm holding on
I'm barely holding on to you
She let her mind slowly drift back to the night her world was turned upside down.
Six months ago
Karone paced outside the medical center. How could this be happening. She had lost him, found out he was still alive and now he didn't remember her.
She laughed catching Ashley's attention. The young girl gave her a weird look and it made Karone laugh again.
Ashley placed her arm around Karone. "It's going to be ok. This is probably just a bump on the head and in a couple of days things will be back to normal."
Karone smiled weakly and Ashley could tell Karone didn't believe her.
"Hey for real though, you know how hard his head is. Do you really think a little bump could do all this?"
Cassie, TJ, and Carlos walked out of the center with small white styrofoam cups full of steaming dark brown liquid. "Best we could do. Where is Andros?"
Ashley took two of the cups, handing one to Karone and nodded towards the center.
Dr. Aroyan stepped out of the medical center followed closely by Andros. Karone stepped in front of the others trying to meet her brother's eyes, but he kept his on the ground.
"Well I have examined the patient. He seems to be experiencing some sort of amnesia.
"No shit.", snapped Karone. Andros looked up at his sister. She refused to even glance his way, her eyes solely on the doctor.
"I don't know what is causing this and frankly none of his injuries can explain the cause."
"Is he going to be ok? How bad is it? Can you tell us anything?" asked Ashley her voice escalating until she was practically screaming.
The doctor flinched at her tone, but continued, "From what I can tell the majority of the memory loss is focused on the past 2 to 3 years, not just a year as we had originally thought. He remembers being a ranger, being injured and waking up. He even remembers you all, except Karone."
Andros spoke up now, "He does remember Astronema, though."
Karone glanced over at Andros, "Great so I'm the bad guy again."
Dr. Aroyan spoke softly, "I don't know if he will ever remember, but there is more. We tried to tell him a few details about the last few years and it started causing him severe pain… I don't recommend trying to force him to remember. When it does… If it does happen it will have to be from him."
Present Day
Karone wiped the tears off her cheeks and locked the door of the diner.
She walked across the empty parking lot towards her car. It was almost midnight and had rained at some point earlier. The lot was silent except the sound of her footsteps seemed to echo.
She slowed her steps and between the sounds of her own feet she heard another sound.
Tonight is not the night to fuck with me, she thought. Reaching her car she pretended to be focused on unlocked the door. When the footsteps were close enough behind her, Karone spun around grabbing her assailant and slammed them into her car.
"Tonight is not the night."
The voice from the mugger winced in pain, "Damn girl that shit hurt."
Karone let go of her assailant and stepped back. The light from the streetlamp illuminated the other's face, as they stepped out of the shadow of the car.
"What are you doing here Ashley?"
Please read and comment. I look forward to the feedback both good and bad. Like I said this story may not be for everyone, but I am a sucker for angst and love. It means something to me if love is something that is worked towards. These characters are fun to write and yes they are acting out of character, but that is the beauty of it. Thanks for everything ;)