4. The Voice of an Angel

Zac

I wasn't sure what had just happened. All I knew was that I had felt something wet on my cheek, which had been replaced by a warm touch that had been caressing me. I felt sore and tired, but I wasn't sure why and then there was a voice. The voice of an angel. Her voice had felt so calming and relaxing, though I'm not really sure exactly what she had been saying. But I was sure it had been an angel. But then was I dead? I opened my eyes. No. I wasn't dead. I was lying in a hospital bed, though I wasn't sure why.

The voice though it sounded somehow familiar. If I could just figure out whom it was. But then my thoughts got interrupted as a nurse entered the room. "Hey it's good to see you are awake. How are you feeling?"

"Sore and thirsty." I told her and she smiled as she handed me a glass of water. "Do you know what happened?"

I shook my head and took a sip. "No."

"You have been in a car accident."

"Was anyone else hurt?"

"No only you. What's the last thing you remember?"

I started thinking. I wasn't sure. "My sophomore year in high school. What year is it?"

"2012 sweetie."

"That means." I started counting. I just missed around 8 years of my life.

"You are suffering from amnesia. But don't worry this is completely normal. In a couple of days I'm sure you'll remember everything again. Certain things or people might make you remember."

"Can I ask you something?"

"Sure." she said. "Anything."

"Did someone just visit me?"

"No. Not that I know of, visiting hours are over so.."

"Okay never mind then."

"I'll call your parents to let them know you are awake." she said and I just nodded.

How could I have forgotten 8 years of my life? Then who am I now? Hopefully I would get my memory back soon I thought to myself. In the back of my mind though I couldn't stop thinking of the voice. I knew it I was sure of it.

And then my mom, dad and brother stormed in. "You okay?" my mom asked and kissed my forehead. She started crying and kept saying how afraid she had been that she was going to lose me.

"I'm fine mom."

"I'm glad you didn't die cause then I would have kicked your ass." Dylan said and I let out a laugh, which was probably not a good idea cause it hurt quite badly.

"Language!" Our dad said to Dylan and looked at me. "It's good to have you back son." he told me.

"Were you able to hear anything while gone?" Dylan asked.

"Only a voice."

"What voice?" he asked.

"The voice of an angel."

Dylan let out a laugh and smiled. "Vanessa." he said in almost a whisper, so no one would hear, but I did.

For some reason that name sounded familiar but I couldn't place it. Who was Vanessa? And did the voice really belong to her?

"But you didn't hear anything else?" Dylan asked and I shook my head.

"Never mind then."

"You know Sharpay was here, and Brittany, and Corbin, Taylor, Thomas, Leighton, Sterling and Miley. Even Vanessa was here."

"I don't even know who half of these people are, who is Vanessa?" there the name was again. Who was she?

"They are your friends." my mom told me. "Don't you remember?"

I shook my head. "Only some of them." I told her. The nurse says I'm suffering from amnesia, but that I'll probably remember again in a couple of days."

"Oh honey."

"Mom I'm okay." I tried to assure her. I just don't remember anything after the year of 2004."

"That means. In your mind you're still 16."

"Hey that means I'm older than you." Dylan said. "Nice!"

"No Dylan. Don't you see, your brother has lost 8 years of his life? 8 years he can't remember. He thinks he's still a teenager who lives at home." Our mom apparently had to sit down after that.

"Hey was I really that bad.?" I asked offended.

"No sweetie. But you are an adult now, who lives on your own. And.."

"And what?"

"You don't have as much privacy as you probably wished you had or used to have."

"What do you mean.?" I was confused.

"You are world famous my friend." Dylan burst out before our mom got time to answer the question.

"Some things sure haven't changed." I told them.

"What?" Our dad asked.

"Dylan. He still knows how to ruin the moment." I said laughing, which still hurt.

"Hey that's me." he said with a big grin, which made all of us laugh but then I turned serious.

"Who's Vanessa?" I asked no one in particular.

"Honey…" our mom said, I could tell she was trying to hide the truth.

"What mom? Who is she?"

"Your costar." she told me.

"Costar? On what movie?"

"High school musical 1, 2 and 3."

"There's something you aren't telling me!"

"We just got you back. Don't ruin this Zac. You'll know eventually." she told me and gave me another hug. But I couldn't let this go. I needed to know who she was. She was the angel that had made me come back and I needed to see her. I had to figure out who she was. But for now I let go of the thought, I didn't want to upset my mom anymore than I already had.

Vanessa

I saw my whole world crash down in front of me as I heard the word 'forgotten'. He had forgotten about me I thought to myself. Didn't I mean anything to him? When Starla had told me it over the phone, I fell to the floor instantly. No words came out of my mouth. I was in shock. How could he forget any of it? He had been there more than 25 % of my life. And in one second all that had vanished from his mind. No memories left of us. No memories left of me. Nothing. No memories of the first time we met, our first time on set, our first date, our first kiss, the first time we told each other we loved one another, no memories of the first time we made love, no memories of our talks about the future, or just anything that included me. I really thought that I needed to move on. But I never expected him to not remember me at all, and he was awake, which meant he was gonna be okay. Which at least was a good thing. Now was my change. I could move on completely, forget him, he didn't remember and he probably never would. But my heart wanted him to remember. Wanted him to at least know how he had been feeling around me, he needed these memories too. They were just as much his as they were mine and no one should ever have taken memories like that away from them.

But where did that leave me? Maybe he would never remember me again. So here I was back where I started. Wondering if I should stick around waiting for Zac. But waiting for Zac might just end up being useless and disappointing. And I couldn't stay around hoping forever.