Here's an update on this story…yes it's been almost a whole year since I updated.
Chapter 7: Awake
It had been two weeks now since Ash fell into his coma. Within those two weeks, Misty hadn't left his side. She met Johana on the third day since being in the hospital. Johana told her if she wanted to be closer to Ash that she could room with May in the hospital; Misty was grateful. But within the past two weeks, Brock had become concerned for Misty; she hardly slept and barely ate. May, Max and himself had come to the point in which they would have to beg Misty to get out of the room so she could take a bit of alone time, she would simply ignore them. So one day Brock was so sick of it that he picked up Misty from the chair that she was sitting on and dragged her out; May followed them. "I can't believe that you dragged me out Brock. I should be inside with Ash. Put me down this moment," yelled Misty as she hit Brock's back with her small hands.
"Shhhh Misty, do you want to be kicked out and I'll put you down when we get to your room. You need to eat and rest well. I'm sure that Ash wouldn't want you to not take care of your self because of him, do you?"
"No, he wouldn't," whispered Misty.
"Ok, now that we have settled that, Brock take her up to our room. I'll make sure that she eats and sleeps," replied May. Brock did as May said. Misty was no longer fighting. She knew that Brock was right and if she got sick, she wouldn't be able to be in the room with Ash. They reached the room and Brock gently dropped Misty on one of the twin beds. He told Misty to rest and left. May walked inside the room and closed the door. "Ok now I suggest that you take a long hot shower and sleep. After you rest we'll go down to the cafeteria and get you something to eat, alright."
"I guess, I mean I don't think you're going to give me a choice," sighed Misty. "Well you got that right." May sat next to Misty. "Look Misty, I know you want to be next to Ash. I mean if the man I loved was in the same position as Ash, I would want to stay by their side at all times. But you're not resting or eating well. You have to be strong for him and you can't do that if your not healthy."
When did she get so wise? Wait what did she say? "Huh? May, what did you-"
"Look," interrupted May, "I know you love Ash, Misty."
"You do?"
"Yes, and if people don't see it then they are stupid... which means that Ash is pretty stupid then but anyway."
"Is it-"
"That noticeable," finished May," Yeah it is but that doesn't matter right now. All that matters right now is for you to get some rest ok."
"Ok."
"Well, I'm going to go visit Ash then I'm going to go with Brock to see Pikachu and the rest of the Pokémon at the Pokémon Center. I won't take long ok. So sleep for as long as you want."
"Yes, mother," replied Misty sarcastically. May laughed as she left the room. Misty lay down on the bed. She knew that they were right; she had to rest. She dragged her self off the bed and walked into the small bathroom to take a hot shower.
An hour passed by and Misty was just getting out of the shower. She got dressed in blue jeans and a purple top and got out of the room. She knew that she was supposed to rest but she just wanted to see Ash before she went to sleep. She entered the room, placed her room key on the small table, and walked up to Ash. Taking is hand into hers she placed a small kiss on his cheek. "Ash," she whispered into his ear, "I love you so please wake up. I can't lose you." She looked up to see if he heard her, to see if he had open his eyes with the words 'I love you' but sadly his eyes didn't. A small sigh escaped from her mouth. She softly laid his hand on the bed, she wanted to stay longer but she knew that if May were to enter the room she wouldn't hear the end of it. She looked to her left to see Ash; she gave him a soft smile and left the room.
As she walked down the white empty hallway, she remembered that she left the key to her room in Ash's room so she turned back. She entered his room once more, grabbed the key and looked at Ash once more. "I'll be back soon, ok," she whispered. Just as she was about to open the door, she heard a soft groan. Her head quickly turned to look at Ash. She looked at him and saw that his head was slightly moving. She ran to his bed. "Ash, do you hear me? Ash open your eyes!" A few seconds passed by and Ash slowly opened his eyes, Misty wanted to scream for Doctor Soto but she couldn't even more. Ash slowly turned his face to look Misty; his face was filled with confusion. "Ash, your awake. Thank god!" Misty threw her self at Ash.
"Ow. Um who's Ash?" Misty quickly got off Ash and said, "What did you say?"
"Who's Ash? And why does my head hurt? And who are you?
"This can't be happening," she whispered to her self. The door opened and Doctor Soto walked inside; she was writing on her clipboard so she didn't see that Ash had awoken. "Misty I have to do some exams on Ash. Can you please go out side and wait."
"Doctor Soto?"
"Yes, Misty," said Doctor Soto as she was still writing on her clipboard. "Look."
"Huh?" Doctor Soto lifted her head and gasped. "His awake!" Doctor Soto ran out of the room and in seconds she came back into the room with two nurses. "Misty, I need you to get out of the room."
"No, I won't"
"Misty, please leave. We need to check him." Misty didn't want to fight Doctor Soto so she slowly walked out of the room and leaned against the wall. The words 'who are you?' ran through her mind. "How could you not remember who I am? Oh god, I hope he was kidding," whispered Misty to her self.
"There you are." Misty turned to look at her left and saw Brock, May, and Max walking towards her. "We leave you for an hour and you come back here after we told you not to. You are going back into the room and you are sleeping!" said May.
"Wait, May," replied Brock, "Misty, why are you outside?"
"He opened his eyes."
"HE DID! That's great Misty," said an excited Max, "If he's awake then why do you look so sad?"
"I...I think Ash might have lost his memory," Misty softly replied.
"WHAT! Why do you think that? What did the doctor say?" May asked.
"Because he asked me who I was... he asked me who was A-Ash," Her voice started to crack. May quickly walked to Misty and hugged her. "Don't worry Misty I'm sure he...he was kidding with you. I mean how could he forget you or his name. It's just crazy. You know how likes to kid around." May softly told Misty but she didn't believe herself. Misty, who was now in tears, let go of May and leaned against the wall and slowly lowered herself to the floor. Once she was on the floor she covered her face, she cried behind her knees and arms. May sat on the floor next to her and hugged her. Soon after Brock sat on the opposite side of Misty and took her hand into his, Max sat next to May and hugged her. "Misty, look at me," whispered Brock to her but she wouldn't look at him. "Misty, please." She still didn't look; she didn't want to look at anyone. She hated when she was weak. All her life she had been the strong one; it was very rare that she showed her weakness. She didn't want anyone to see her right now especially Brock. "Misty, don't worry. If he did lose his memory then we'll help him remember everything, I promise," Brock told her gently. "Yeah, Misty," said a teary May, "Ash is our friend too, we'll help him get better, we'll help him remember all of us. But we should wait to see if he really did lose his memory."
Misty cried harder once May finished talking. She was so grateful that Ash had people who really cared so much for him. She was glad that there were people there to support her. They waited outside for quite a long time but now Brock and Max were standing and Misty and May remained on the floor. The door opened and all of them turned to look at who was coming out. Doctor Soto and the two nurses stepped out. Doctor Soto whispered something to the nurses and then they parted. Doctor Soto stood there looking at the four of them. May and Misty immediately stood up and Brock and Max gathered around Doctor Soto.
"Doctor Soto, May we go and see Ash now?" asked May.
"Yes but I have something to tell all of you. I'm sorry to say this but I'm afraid Ash is suffering from memory loss, meaning that he doesn't know who he is and doesn't remember anyone or anything of his life right now; he is very confused. All that he remembers is that his name is Ash and that he is seventeen years old. So please answer any questions that he might have and be patient with him."
"Will he ever be able to remember, Doctor Soto?" questioned Brock. "We are not sure. We will keep him here in the hospital so we can keep taking tests. I'll be back a little later to check up on him again." Doctor Soto was about to leave when she saw Misty, whom was once again leaning against the wall for support. "Misty," said Doctor Soto. "Misty the worst is over now. He is luck that he is alive. He doesn't seem to have anything wrong with sure him but a few bruises and a broken leg and yes he can't remember but it could be a lot worse. Now you and your friends have to help him try to remember. I'm not going to lie its going to be hard and there is a possibility that he won't remember but with friends like you I'm sure that he will."
May, Max, and Brock told thanks to Doctor Soto as she left. They all turned to see Misty, who was still leaving against the wall. May wanted to say something but she couldn't, she didn't know what to say. Max pulled on Brocks sleeve. He looked at max and cleared his throat, "Um, well we should go inside but we mustn't all talk at once, we don't' want to overwhelm him. Come on Misty," Brock held his hand to Misty, while giving her a soft smile. Misty stared at his hand but didn't take it. "I-I can't," she said in a small weak voice, "I can't go inside k-knowing that he doesn-" Misty started to cry and dropped to the floor. May quickly sat down next to Misty and hugged her. "Brock, maybe its best if you and Max go in first. We'll be in a little while," May said as she looked over Misty's shoulder.
Brock nodded and sighed. He opened the door and told Max to go inside. Before he entered the room, he looked at Misty and wished he could make everything better but he knew that at the moment he couldn't. He closed the door behind him and saw that Max didn't leave his side; he was waiting for him. Both he and Max walked slowly to Ash, who was just staring at them; they only walked to the edge of his bed. "Hi, do you know who we are?" Brock asked slowly. Ash nodded his head no. "Ok, well then I'm Brock and this guy beside me is Max."
"Hi," Max said.
"Who are you guys?" asked a very confused Ash.
"We're your friends. We travel with you on your Pokémon journey," said Brock, "I've been traveling with you since you defeated me at my gym and that was a very long time ago. And Max here is May's little brother; she travels with us as well. You'll meet her in a few minutes. Am I going to fast, for you?"
"Um, no, I understand what you are saying I just…I just can't remember you guys that's all I'm sorry."
"Don't worry about it Ash," replied Max, "You'll remember in no time with us to tell you everything."
"Thanks…I think. Wait is May the girl with the red-orange hair that attacked him?"
"No, that's a friend of ours and yours as well. She doesn't travel with us anymore. Her name is Misty…wait she attacked you?" asked Brock.
"Well I suppose that you can say that. She hugged me but it kind of hurt. She freaked me out. Is she my girlfriend?"
"Uh…no. She's just a friend, she runs the Cerulean City Gym. She's a water type Pokémon trainer. She came to see you when she found out you got hurt."
"Oh I see…" The door opened and Misty and May walked in slowly. Misty's eyes were red and puffy. May pulled her to walk with her but she refused and pulled away from May and sat down on the couch. May gave a sad sigh and walked towards Ash by herself. She introduced herself and then started telling Ash how happy she was that he was awake. May continued to talk as well as Max and Brock but Ash only kept his eyes on Misty. He wondered why she didn't go introduce herself, why she was way over there by her self. May noticed. "Ash," she asked him, "Do you want to talk to Misty?" Everyone turned to look at Misty, who was shocked to hear May say her name.
"She's the one on the couch right?"
"Y-Yeah," replied Max.
"Then yes, I want to talk to her. You guys say that she's known me the longest out of you guys." Misty's eyes grew wide. He wants to talk to me…why? Everyone expected Misty to move but she didn't she just couldn't believe that he wanted to talk to her. "Misty," said May softly, "Why don't you come here and sit next to Ash?" Brock walked up to Misty and whispered to her, "Misty, if he is going to get better you have to be strong." Misty knew he was right but she didn't know how she was going to keep herself from crying. Brock took her hand and lead her to Ash. Max pulled up a chair up and placed it next to Ash so that Misty could sit for he didn't know if she had the strength to stand up. Misty sat down and kept her eyes off Ash.
"Um… well I'm kind of thirsty…so why don't we go and get something to drink. Misty can stay here with Ash." Everyone stared at May, all except Ash; he was staring at Misty. May pulled Brock and Max out the door with her and told Misty that they would bring something back for her and that they would be back soon. Misty wanted to kill May; the last thing she wanted for the first time since she met Ash was to be along with him. She knew that sooner or later she would have to look at him so she did. She saw Ash staring at her; she gave him a small smile before she said, "So…like they said my name is Misty."
"Yeah, I got that."
"Can I ask you why you wanted to talk to me?"
"Well like I said, they said that you've known me the longest so I bet you can tell me more about me."
"Ash, I think that Brock would be better person for this. I'm sure you've changed a bit since the last time I traveled with you." Ash couldn't understand Misty. He remembered when she hugged him, she seemed so happy but now she seemed so sad. He didn't like it. He didn't want the girl named Misty to be sad. "Are you sad because I can't remember who I am?" asked Ash as he reached for Misty's hand. Misty was shocked that he grabbed her hand; she stared into his eyes. His eyes were still the soft chocolate brown that she remembered but she couldn't see the Ash she loved in them. "Y-Yeah. I am," whispered.
"Well don't be sad. A pretty girl like you shouldn't be sad." Misty's eyes grew wide, "Did you just call me pretty?"
"Yeah because you are pretty, very pretty. That's why I thought you were my girlfriend at first but the guy named Brock said that you were just my friend."
"Yeah, just a friend," sighed Misty. Great…he thinks I'm pretty when he doesn't know who I am…
"Misty," asked Ash as he tightened his grip on her hand. She looked back at him. "I'm going to remember who I am because I want to remember you and I want not just those people to help me, I want you to help me the most. I want to know everything since I started out as a Pokémon trainer. Can you help me?"
He wants me to help him because he wants to remember me…what is going on? "Of course I'll help you, we all will." That was all Misty could say to him, she wanted to say more but all the things he had just told her were running through her head.
Yay done with this chapter…I going to finish this, as fast as possible I want to end the story soon and get started with my other ones. So editing won't happen till oh iono a while.
