Chapter Three

"Chloe, you have to wake up," Shawn pleaded.

"Your the only one who knows I'm not crazy, and Brady needs you , even thought he's not man enough to show it," Shawn said.

A knock on the oddr startled Shawn and then he saw Mrs. Wesley enter.

"Hello, Shawn," she said.

"I was just leaving," he said.

"Be sure you come back," she said with a wink.

*Philip and Brady need to stay the hell away, but Shawn, he's quite a young man, such a tradgedy, about his amnesia.*

Later that Night

Belle, Brady, Shawn , and Mimi all sat outside in the waiting room. All of them had been called back for some reason that they prayed was a good one.

"Where is Phil?" Belle said quietly.

As if one cue, Philip came through the doors that led to CHloe's room.

"Guys, she's awake, can you beleieve it?" Philip said excitedly.

Belle fainted. Mimi squealed. Shawn attempted to wake up Belle, and Brady stood to go in the room.

Philip was so overjoyed he never saw Brady enter the room.

"Chloe," he whispered.

"Brady," she said.

He walked around the curtain to where he was greeted with a happy Chloe.

She was sitting up and smiling.

"Oh God, Diva," he whispered.

"Brady, come here, please," she said as she patted the bed.

He sat down and she gazed at his relieved eyes.

She grabbed him and embraced him.

When they pulled back, Chloe leaned in and kissed Brady.

Surprised, Brady pulled back.

A heartbroken Chloe sat emarrased.

Her head was down.

He lifted it and their lips met again, only this time in a more passionate embrace.

They were interuped by voices.

"What the hell?"

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