A/N: Nos da! I got in the writing spirit today so here is an update! Hopefully this comes out ok! I do try!
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Chapter 8: Confusion
Tam's POV
Everything was black. Black and very painful. I felt like rubber. As though I had no bones so I couldn't lift my arms. My chest was burning and every breath I took seemed like the hardest thing in the world to do.
There was a beeping noise in the distance, past the fog and blackness. I tried to open my eyes to see where it was coming from but they were glued shut by an invisible force. I could hear voices as well. I didn't recognise them. I felt so alone, so very alone. My chest seemed to constrict as I gasped for air, pain ripping through my side. I tried to open my eyes again, this time I was blinded by a flash of light. I shut them quickly. Taking a deep, and very painful, breath, I opened my eyes very slowly, adjusting to the light quite easily.
I heard a voice from my left and turned my head sideways slightly. There was a boy sitting in the chair next to the bed. He was sitting bolt upright just staring at me with wide eyes that looked really red. I had no idea who he was, but the way he was looking at me made me think maybe I had met him somewhere before. I quickly shook that thought from my mind, I didn't know him. We had never met.
I closed my eyes again as a wave of tiredness crept up on me and I sighed, groaning slightly as my chest burned. Warm hands were on my face but I couldn't open my eyes again.
The warm hands were replaced with cold ones and I flinched away from the temperature change, gasping painfully as I moved. The cold hands moved to my wrists and chest, soothing the pain momentarily. A few moments, or perhaps a lifetime, passed before a numbing feeling spread through me, dulling the pain.
When I next woke, there was a very pale man with blond hair in the room. He smiled at me but I just looked at him blankly. Why were there so many strange people here? In fact, where is 'here'?
"Good evening, how are you feeling?" he asked in a soft, musical voice.
"I-It hurts a bit" I managed to croak after a few attempts, my throat dry.
"Ok, can you tell me where it hurts?" he asked, stepping forward. I tried to lift my arm but it felt heavy.
"Everywhere" I whispered and there was a pause, "my chest, that hurts but what happened? Where am I?"
"You've had an accident" said the man, a concerned look coming over his face, "this is the hospital. Can I just ask a couple of questions?"
I nodded stiffly, wincing as my neck moved.
"Can you tell me your name?"
My mind went blank. My name. What was a name? A name. A name was what people recognised you by. Your own personal label, but what was mine? I thought hard. What was it? Then slowly the cogs started turning.
"Is it Tam?" I asked hoarsely.
"Yes, that's your first name. Can you tell me your last name?" asked the man, concern still evident.
That was a more difficult question. My second name. It began with a D, or was it a B? No, a B. And it was quite a short name. A short name that began with B... Brian? Bolan? Bevan? Yes, Bevan.
"Bevan" I said more definite of this answer.
"That's right, Tam Bevan. Do you know who I am?" he asked, writing something on a board, I shook my head, "ok, my name is Doctor Cullen. Do you know how old you are?"
Why was this doctor asking tricky questions? I couldn't think straight. I scrunched my eyes together, trying to think of a number, any number that would give me a clue. Nothing. I shook my head, keeping my eyes closed.
"Ok, don't worry about it Tam. Just get some rest and I'll return in the morning. A nurse will be in to check on you" said the doctor and I cracked my eyes open as he turned to leave. I suddenly felt very curious.
"Wait, please" I whispered, "who was that boy in here earlier?"
The doctor paused in the doorway and looked at me as though he was considering something.
"Did you know him?" he asked after a moment, I shook my head, no, "he was worried"
And then he walked out. I was left thinking about everything. Why couldn't I think about anything properly? Something must have happened but I had no idea what. And who was that boy? The one who was 'worried'? Why would a stranger be worried?
Seth's POV
The constant waiting was driving me insane. I knew Tam was awake, I had been there when she woke up. She had looked so vulnerable and lost that I just wanted to do anything to make her better. There had been a moment when she had been in surgery where the doctors had lost her, the hurt that ripped through me had been the worst feeling in the world. It was as though I had died with her for those few minutes.
Leah had stayed with me through everything. The rest of the pack were staying away. They didn't trust Tam ever since they found out the truth. I hadn't shown them what Leah had shown me, it probably wouldn't make a difference to them.
My head snapped towards the door of the waiting room as Carlisle entered, his expression unreadable. I rushed forward to meet him, Leah close behind me.
"What's happened? Is she ok?" I blurted out, my heart beating rapidly.
"I'm sorry Seth, there has been an unforeseen problem with Tam" my heart actually stopped as Carlisle said this.
"What's wrong?" I heard Leah say.
"I don't really know how to say this in the right way" said Carlisle slowly.
"Just say it" spat Leah, stepping forward.
"I'm sorry, Tam is somewhat disorientated"
"Wha-what do you mean?" I whispered through my dry throat.
"She doesn't remember anything. Nothing from what happened and nothing from any part of her life. It seems the only memory she has, is of her name" said Carlisle with a sigh, pinching the bridge of his nose.
"She... she doesn't remember... m-me?" I whispered feeling my heart breaking.
"I'm truly sorry Seth. She asked who the boy in her room was. She doesn't know you Seth"
I felt the room spinning. Someone was holding me up and I was dragged towards a chair. This couldn't be happening. She had to remember me, we were soul mates. Why was everything working against this imprint? Why couldn't I just be happy with Tam? Why were there always so many obstacles? So many questions ran through my mind. I could vaguely hear Leah muttering in my ear but I couldn't focus on her words.
I would make Tam remember me. Surely she would feel something, anything that would help her to remember me. Or maybe, just maybe, this would be her fresh start in life, without all the problems her old life brought with it. I just wanted her to be happy and safe and I would make that happen. Tam was my imprint to protect and I swear on my life, I will protect her.
A/N: Only a short chapter, but I had to set up a main theme in some way! Hope you all enjoyed this little snippet anyway! Hope everyone had a great Christmas :D
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-Lem x
