Forgotten Memories

Chapter 1: Not So Sonny Anymore

Disclaimer: I still don't own it....darn!

A/N: Wow thanks for all the nice reviews everyone! But I am sad to say Demi has rescdueled her friggin concert now I have to wait all the way to November :[. I'm just happy she didnt cancel. Anyways, hope you enjoy from Sonny's POV from now on.

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"My head. Why does it hurt so much?" The thoughts ran through my mind as I woke, not able to open my eyes yet. I could hear though. Someone was humming close to me. I heard their chair squeak as if the person was rocking back and forth."Where am I?". I desperately tried to open my eyes, but I couldn't. They felt like they were stapled shut and the monotonous pounding of my head wasnt helping either. Why couldn't I open my eyes? Frustrated, I let out a soft groan. "What happened to me?".

"Honey! Can you hear me? Speak to me!" A woman's voice said, as I felt a touch on my hand. Maybe she knows what happened to me. I tried to speak to her, but it all came out in a groan.

I felt a breeze go pass me and a cloth brush my arm. Loud footsteps moved away from me. It was probably that woman. Did I scare her? Suddenly, I heard even more footsteps make their way closer to me. Someone put something to my chest and muttered something I couldn't understand.

"She's trying to talk to me. I think she's ok." The woman's voice said in a panic. Her paniced words brought back what I was thinking before. What happened to me?

A bright light soon shined in my eye as someone lifted my closed eyelid. I blinked hard and slowly began to open both of them. My vision was sort of blurry at first but it got a little clearer. I was in a white room and had a whole bunch of flowers and balloons around me. I had to be in a hospital, but for what? Well, obviously for my head since the pounding wouldn't stop but how did it get like this. Then, I saw a woman in her late 30's or early 40's hovering over me. That's the one who was talking to me earlier probably. A smile formed on her face as she saw me look at her.

"Are you ok honey?" She said gently stroking the top of my head. I looked to the guy next to her. He seemed just as old and wore a white jacket. He had to be the doctor but then who was she? She wasn't in a nurse uniform.....

"My head hurts." I managed to say in a sore voice, clentching the covers that were over me. I cleared my throat, which almost hurt as much as my head.

"I know, sweetie, I know." She said as she continued stroking. I felt slightly uncomfortable at her touch. I didn't even know her and she was acting so caring towards me.

"Who are you?" I said looking up at her. Hurt glistened in her eyes as she stopped stroking my head. She held back tears and looked to the doctor shockingly.

"You don't remember me?" She choked out, holding a hand to her heart. Something tugged at my heart strings seeing her like this. She had to be someone close to me. Why couldn't I remember?

"Please don't cry," I told her. "I'm sorry."

The doctor patted her on her back then looked at me. "No need to be alarmed Ms. Munroe. You're very lucky to see your daughter alive." He held a clipboard, writing things down.

Daughter? How can I not remember my own mother. Come to think of it, I couldn't remember my father either. Or if I had any brother or sisters.......or me. "What's going on?" I said with worry in my voice. "What's wrong with me?"

"You have been in an accident about 7 days ago. You collided head on to a stop sign pole only 2 blocks from you're house." The doctor said taking a few steps closer to me.

"How?" I asked. I glanced over at the woman, I mean my mom, and she stared at me with sad eyes.

"Nobody knows. We asked your castmates about what happened that night but they said you left and never heard from you." He said.

Castmates? but I was tired of asking questions so I didnt ask about them. I know this is cliche but I felt like a lost puppy just trying to find her way back home. So desperately trying to find the way. "Oh" I managed to say, looking down at my hands.

"This is all my fault." My mom said sobbing. "I shouldn't have done overtime that night. I should have came and got you from the studio." She threw her head in her hands and collapsed in the chair.

I felt my face heat up and tears sting my eyes. "Don't say that. Please....." I said letting a tear fall down my cheek. For some reason the doctor smiled down at me, writing something else down on that clipboard.

"She might not remember you, but she can still feel the connection the two of you have." He said looking back and forth between us.

My mom wiped the corners of her eyes before speaking. "I don't understand." She said shaking her head then glancing down at me.

"Her reaction to your emotions shows that she knows who you are somewhere in her head. She just needs help bringing it out. Your crying helped her remember how much she cares for you." He said, causing my mom to smile a little.

"Do you remember anything else, sweetie?" She said smiling down at me. I weakly smiled back, trying to think of something to tell her. Anything! I really didnt want to her cry again. After all she was my mother. Darting around the room, my eyes landed on a card near my bed. It said to.......

"Allison!" I blurted out quickly. "I think that's my name." I said even though I really couldn't remember. I looked back up to her nervously and she gave me a wide smile.

"You remembered!" She said gently placing a hand on my head, beaming down at me. I smiled at her weakly again as she kissed the top of my head, feeling a little gulity lying to my own mother.

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I woke up to a loud noise and immediately my eyes shot open. And there he stood, picking up a table he had knocked over by the door. He had sunflowers in one of his hands and I couldn't help but smile. A moment later was when his bright blue eyes met mine I melted into a bigger grin. Butterflies flew hard around my stomach. I had to know him. Maybe he's my boyfriend.....or at least I hoped. He looked around nervously, rubbing the back of his neck. I stopped my thoughts as quickly as they started. He could be my cousin or something. Gross! Maybe it was the discusted look on my face that caused him to start backing away.

"I should come back later." He said turning.

"No!" I called to him, making him turn around. "Don't leave."

"Ok....." He said stepping closer, a small smile on his face.

"I....I like the flowers. Are they for me?" I said smiling shyly at him as he came closer.

"Um...yeah. I remember you saying these were your favorite." He said placing them on the table beside me, next to that card with my name.

I tensed up. It was weird that he remembered but I couldn't. "Yeah! Of course they are! I knew that." I said as I laughed nervously, shifting in my bed.

He smirked at me, looking at me with those eyes again. They were so gorgeous. I didnt mean to stare into them but....wow. "Getting lost in my eyes again huh Sonny?" He said with a smile.

"Sonny?" I asked shaking the thoughts from my head. He had to be in the wrong room. Maybe the bandage on my head made me look the the person he knew. "My name is Allison. You must be in the wrong room." I frowned, secretly wishing he was there for me.

He stared at me for a few seconds then lowered his head. He then looked back at me and and bit his lip slightly. "I was kind of hoping it wasn't true." He said in a whisper. Hurt was apparent in his eyes.

I remained with the same confused look on my face. "What are you talking about? Who are you?" I asked. Well I kind of demanded it. He just shook his head and backed away from me.

"It's not important. Bye....Allison." He said glumly as he walked out the room, gently closing the door behind him.

He knew me? But why did he call me Sonny? I stared at the door blankly. I need to talk to him again. But theres one problem.......I dont know who he is.

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Not to long after that incident, my mom came back into the room. "You're up." She said with a smile. "Are you hungry? You need anything?." She said as she as she sat in the seat next to me, touching the sunflowers. "Were these flowers always here?"

I sat in my bed speechless, wondering who that crazy yet gorgeous boy was. The one with the blue eyes. I had to find him.

"To Sonny, I hope you can remember me. Love, Chad." My mom read aloud from a card in the flowers. "Chad was here?" She said to herself then looked at me.

"Chad..." I said slowly, trying to remember the name. "Yeah, he uh just left."

"You remember him too? You're coming along great." She said with a smile, tucking the card back in the flowers. I bit my lip but quickly turned it to a smile.

"When can I see him again?" I asked looking up at her. She smiled down at him me raising her eyesbrows.

"I knew you always liked that boy. The way you to would always fight like an old married couple." She said patting my hand.

I sat up, with a blush on my cheeks. I wonder if she was telling the truth. "Mom...." I said in a whine, pretending I knew what she was talking about. "It's not like that. I just want to ask him questions. About me." I said.

"Well since it has been a week since you woke, the doctor is letting you come home tomorrow and get the bandage off your pretty head. Unless you think you should stay longer?" She looked at me with concern when she said the last part.

"No!" I said quickly. "I really want to go home and see my family and uh castmates." I smiled and she sort of frowned.

"It's just you and me here in California. Your dad had to stay home in Wiscosin for the family cheese farm. It's where we're from. We talked about it a few days ago. I know it must be hard to remember...." She said with a sigh.

"Yeah I forgot but it's ok.....I'll remember everything in no time. Maybe a trip to the studio will help. See my castmates?"

She nodded. "A trip back to So Random would be good for you. You could even see Chad there." She said with a wink. "I'm getting some water for you ok?"

"Ok..." I said as she exited the room with a smile forming on my face. I could see Chad there. My smile sort of dropped when I didnt remember that he was apart of my cast. I only remember my mom saying the names Toni, Rico, Brady and Laura. Not Chad. Maybe I'm just forgetting again just like how I forgot about my own dad. Ugh! This not remembering is getting old. Tomorrow I will be determined to get my memory back.

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A/N: What did you think? Do you like it? Hate it? Wanna date it? You shoud rate it!.......Idk just felt like rhyming :/. But tell me what you think so I could write more for this story sooner! Thanks for reading!

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