October 15th, 2011
Mystic Falls Hospital
11:24 P.M.
Screaming.
Crying.
More crying and screaming.
That's all I heard around me.
The doctors and nurses screamed loudly, huddling around my body saying things I didn't understand. The only thing I did understand is that my leg was bleeding insanely and twisted in a weird way. At least that's what I caught from their discussion.
I couldn't feel anything at all, but when I opened my eyes and the burning light peered through my eyes, I wanted to scream.
The blood was dripping and soaking the gurney I was in. They coated it in cloth to stop the bleeding.
I was groggy and my head was spinning, my body hurt and i couldn't even move. My mind was spinning and thundering with pain.
But i dozed off to what happened to me? Where was I? And what's my name?
I tried to think of some sort of information on my identity. But nothing came through, and thats when i became scared.
The doctors were just about to pull me into the emergency surgery room, when someone yanked my gurney back, making me cry in pain.
The doctors yelled fiercely but I didn't pay much attention since my leg was drowning in pain and oozing blood.
I looked up to see a man with blood shot eyes, his hair was fair and he had dark eyes. He was handsome. It was sad that he looked so stressed out about something.
"Elena! Let me see Elena! Please! I'm her husband!" He screamed pushing through the security guards. The nurses laid me back down on the gurney and rushed me into the surgery room, the last thing I heard was "Elena!"
And something odd came into my mind.
I recognized that name.
The world was dark. I roamed throughout the streets all alone. I knew no one and I didn't even know who I was. The silent noise of the wind blowing through my hair.
This weird feeling inside me got me to look behind me for some odd reason.
Behind me was empty roads and the silents cry of loneliness blowing through.
And I felt lonely, unwanted, and not me.
I felt that people wanted me to be perfect, but i was me. I couldn't be the person people wanted me to be.
I could only be who I am now.
But other than that, Something was missing. I wasn't normal. This wasn't me. Though, i'm not really who me was.
I opened my eyes to the blinding light in my hospital room made my head thump with pain. I shifted a little with my eyes shut close. The pain in my leg was there but only slightly with the pain medicine they gave me.
My head wasn't dizzy anymore but my eyes strained to open fully. There wasn't any noise but the beeping of the machine next to me.
I looked beside me to see the man with the fair hair, curled up in a nearby chair, softly snoring.
He seemed familiar but i didn't know from where.
I sat up in my bed, shuffling my hair hoping it relieved the pain in my head. It didn't.
The man shook his head awake with relief written across his face. He stood up from the chair and inched closer to me with his arms spread out in embrace.
He hugged me, his arms fully covered around me.
I didn't even know what to say. My mind was blank. This man knew me. But i didn't know him.
What the hell?
His hair tickled my cheek as he nuzzled his head into my neck. I started to pull away, feeling uncomfortable by his presence.
"Alright buddy, that's enough." I protested. His eyes were filled with confusion as he looked at me. His green eyes seemed to pierce my brown ones.
"Lena? What's wrong?" He asked his brows furrowed in confusion.
I shook my head as the name struck something in me.
"Who's 'Lena?" I asked stricken by the weird feeling in my body.
He stood up, his eyes scrunched up. His roughly ran his hands through his hair and it was then i saw the wedding ring on his hand.
I looked down at my own hands but no wedding ring showed.
I understood who he was to me. But i had no clue who he was. I was nervous, my heart was speeding up as i see him silently cry with tears spilling down his cheeks.
My mouth opened but i said nothing as he paced back and forth in front of me.
"The doctor said it was possible but I doubted him." He turned back to look at me, his cheeks were red and eyes blood shot. He stretched his arm to emphasize me on the bed. "He was right."
Just as I was about to speak, the doctor walked in with a clip board and instantly knew what was going on by the look on her face. She wore a name tag that said, 'Dr. Fell'.
"Mr. Salvatore, I specifically told you not to speak to her until I came in." Dr. Fells spoke clearly, taking a side look at me. The man stopped pacing, staring straight at Fell.
"I thought she'd be fine! I thought she'd remember!" He yelled angrily, his hands fisted and knuckles white.
"Please calm down, Stefan." Fell said calmly. I watched as 'Stefan' took a heavy breath before releasing his fists.
"No, I won't! I can't!" He cried out clenching again with more silent tears flowing. I felt the urge to call him out in hopes of getting him to calm down.
It was obvious I was an important person to him.
"Stefan!" I called out from my bed. His attention was completely on me. I saw his eyes soften and his complete demeanor changed.
He inched towards me and instead of backing away, I sat in place. His hand reached down to touch mine.
I gasped as his hand rubbed small circles onto the back of my hand. A flash of someone calling out my name.
Elena Gilbert.
"Get out. Now!" Fell exclaimed with anger. Stefan turned his head back to Fell with hope.
"But-" He stuttered as he continued holding my hand. I didn't let go. I wanted to know more.
When he touched me, i heard a familiar voice call out my name. It was male, and rough toned.
I was still in complete and utter shock at the way he brought that single memory of who I was. But as I continued to brace for more memory...nothing happened and all the hope faded away.
"I said now, Salvatore!" Fell yelled once more, slamming her clip board on a table beside my bed.
Stefan frowned as he slowly pulled his hand away from me. Desperation filled within me as he walked away.
"I'm so sorry about that." Fell said softly, picking the clip board up and flipping through the pages. I nervously wringed my fingers as she hummed.
"Okay. I know you have amnesia. I'm not sure when it'll return, but you won't forget everything forever." She smiled sympatheticly.
"Um, what's my name?" I asked nervously, while shuffling my hair.
"Elena Salvatore. But your maiden name is Gilbert. You can call yourself with whicever name you like." She smiled again.
I sighed relaxing back into my bed and wincing at the sudden pain rising in my leg again. Fell walked over, pulling the blanket back and examining my bound up leg.
"What happened to me?" I asked trying so hard to get hint from my blockened memory. Fell pressed her lips together in a white line.
"You were in a horrific car accident Elena. You broke your leg and got a few bruises, it was a miracle you made it out alive."
Fell walked over to my IV system and checked a few things on my monitor.
"Was i supposed to die?" I whimpered, staring down at the bruises on my body.
"There was a pipe in the car that was angled to go straight through you, but something in the crash got it to just scratch your side." She whispered lowly, as if she was afraid.
"Oh..." I answered, i realized that she could've known menasmwell. Anyone can know me and I wouldn't even know. "Did I know you?"
"I'm your friend, we were close but I'm glad to see you're okay." She smiled softly.
I nodded in response as she checked up on my leg and my heat beat.
"Some people are here to see you, Elena." Fell said whispered, nodding to the door. "You don't have to let them in, if that's too much for you."
I shook my head, wondering who was waiting on the other side.
"Is my family here?" I asked feeling awkward at the word. I didn't know what it symbolized.
"Yes. Do you want to see them first?" Fell asked me with wondering eyes.
I nodded swallowing the lump in my throat. She walked away from me to the door, opening it wide enough for me to see a boy on the other side with swollen eyes and cheeks red and dry from tears.
As she shut the door, the boy peered through to see me, his eyes lit up but the confusion on my face gave away the fact that i had no idea who he was. And my heart broke.
I exited myself from Elena's room, only to face the trembling friends and family waiting for her.
"Is it true? Does she not know who we are?" Jeremy Gilbert trembled as he peered through the door as i shut it close.
"She has amnesia. Not one memory of her life is in her mind. I don't know when it could come back, it could take months. Maybe even years." I whispered, hoping they didn't hear the last part.
"This is all your damn fault, Matt fucking Donovan!" Jeremy yelled turning to Matt punching and kicking towards him. Matt took the blows consciously.
The news struck the entire family of Elena Gilbert. No one really knew what got her in the accident, but it was rumored Matt Donovan left her drunk to drive home herself.
No one really knew what to do when they heard what happened. Stefan called Elena from his work trip in New York, she managed to answer and mumbled a few words before blacking out.
Tyler Lockwood took hold of Jeremy's body and held him back. Everyone seemed tired but managed to stay awake with the adrenaline in their veins.
"Please calm down." I said hoping it made a difference with everyone. "Elena would like to see her family."
Caroline Forbes walked through the crowd with the same sad look in her eye as everyone else.
"When can she see us?" She whimpered wiping the smeared mascara from under her eyes.
My eyes looked around the group of people who were upset and quiet. Bonnie Bennet held Jeremy's hand tight. Klaus was looking down while Rebekah stood not too far with tear filled eyes.
Elena was loved by many. You could say she was perfect. She had a loving husband, a huge house, riches. Happiness. Everything was perfect. But everyone knew reality was too cruel to let that happen.
Elena tried to have a baby with Stefan but had a miscarriage three months in. It could've been her point of depression.
It could've been the cause of her emotional distress in the crash.
"When she feels comfortable. We don't want her mind to be pressed with so many people." I said taking in a breath for the next thing i was about to say. "She doesn't know who we are. She's missing all the memories with all of us. She doesn't even know who she is."
I opened my eyes as the door creaked open again. Fell walked through with three calm looking people behind her. The boy with the tear streaked cheeks seemed calm but was fiercely biting his lip.
A woman with gorgeous green eyes and red hair walked through with a man holding her hand. He was handsome and hair a fair mustache and beard.
Fell looked at them with suspicion. She left me with the three people, who obviously knew me but I had no damn clue who they were.
"Elena?" The boy questioned stepping forward but the woman with red hair stopped him. I lifted myself from the bed signaling it was okay. The red haired woman let go.
"I'm Jeremy Gilbert, your brother." He whispered looking into my eyes looking for some sort of recognition in them, but he failed.
"I'm your Aunt Jenna." The woman with red hair blurted.
"I'm Alaric, Aunt Jenna's boyfriend." The man said with his lips pressed together. I smiled sweetly by the humorous tone in his voice.
Jenna elbowed Alaric with a small grin on her face.
"Do I have parents or..." I asked slowly not really sure what to ask. Jenna's smile instantly dropped and her skin turned pale.
"Our parent died seven years ago Elena." Jeremy frowned, taking my hand in his. I didn't pull away, because it felt right for me to hold his hand.
"How old was I?" I asked wondering.
"You were seventeen." He admitted pressing his lips in a white line.
"How old am I now?" I asked shocked. I was too stricken with the sudden information to even do the math.
"You're twenty-three." He frowned again. I took my other hand over my mouth in fear and shock. I couldn't even say anything.
I don't remember anything. I don't remember twenty-three years of my life!" I cried out, shutting my eyes as tears started to form.
Right now, everything was frightening. I didn't know who to trust and not trust. I don't remember the time I was born. It was like I just woke up in a confusing world that brings me pain.
It was weird, i knew how to talk. What words meant, and other things but when I look at people my mind goes completely blank. I hated it. I wanted to know.
Because being this person who doesn't know her own brother is sad.
So, so sad.
"You're going to be okay, Elena. We're here for you." Alaric spoke with a tender voice.
October 16th, 2011
Mystic Falls Hospital
1:30 A.M
After what felt like eternity of smiling, it was one in the morning.
I've grown the Jeremy, Jenna, and Alaric quickly over the short amount of time. I was surprised they didn't seem awkward with me.
I'm their niece/sister who doesn't even know who they are but they still treat me like it was still me I guess.
I still felt like they watched me for some sort of recognition to come put and bring my memories back. They wanted me to recognize them and love them the way I used to.
As much as I wished i could, nothing happened.
But Fell got them to go home with comfort but she informed me my friends will want to see me.
I heard the door creak open, thinking it was one of the nurses I opened my eyes wanting to ask them for some food.
But to my surprise, it was Fell. She walked in with a note in her hand.
"Elena, I was hoping you were still awake." Fell sighed walking up beside me.
"Well, I'm just here moping about the life i've forgotten." I mumbled sarcastically.
"The man that was here when you woke up is your husband. He loves you very much Elena." Fell said.
"I wish I could say the same." I whispered.
"I know Elena."
"You got married to him right after your senior year, you two were so in love." She smiled softly looking down.
"Is Stefan alright?" I asked remembering his name.
"I wouldn't say that. He's pretty worked up about the crash, and misses you."
"I bet." I admitted feeling upset. "I feel bad I can't be the person who they want me to be."
"You lost your memory, they can't blame you for that, Elena." Fell said.
I nodded, "What did you come here to tell me?" I asked.
"Not ask you, just tell you about Stefan." Fell said.
"Do you know why I crashed?" I said wondering.
"Drunk driving and emotional damage mostly."
"Emotional damage?" I asked confused.
"Yes, Matt Donova, one of your good friends said you were upset about something. He doesn't know, you never told him."
"Oh okay." I mumbled.
"I'll leave you to sleep Elena." Fell smiled before leaving.
I didn't necessarily fall asleep after she left. My mind was blown with so many questions on what my life is like, and who was I, I couldn't even think straight.
Jeremy Gilbert was-is my brother, and Jenna is my Aunt, along with Alaric. My uncle to be.
My parents died in a car crash. I didn't know if it was normal to be crying about people you didn't even know.
This feeling the bottom of my heart told me it was okay to cry because they were people I used to know. People i will get to know all over again.
My heart belong to a man I have no memory of. My friends await to tell me how much they love and miss me. I wish i could say the same but I couldn't.
Though there are many down sides, i get to create new memories and fall in love all over again.
