"OH MY GOD!" I heard Jeff scream from the bedroom. I turned around
and smiled at him as I towel dried my hair. "What the hell happened to
your hair?!"
"Oh! I colored it, do you like it?" I asked as shook out my newly dyed blonde hair.
"T, what happened to the streaks? What happened to the color?" Jeff asked.
"I didn't like it so I got rid of it," I smiled as I moved past him into the bedroom.
"But you loved the colors," Jeff said.
"No, the old me did. Jeff, I don't remember that Tiffany. I only know this one. And this one doesn't like that stuff," I said as I walked towards him. "But I do like you. I love you. And I'm sorry I'm not who I used to be, but I'm trying to be someone that you can love back. I'm really trying Jeff, honestly."
"Tiff, I love you. You don't have to try too hard cause I honestly love you and I always will." He kissed my cheek and left me standing in the middle of the hotel room.
"How's it goin Jeff?" Shane Helms asked passing him the hall.
"Alright I suppose," Jeff said sadly.
"Still no memory?" Shane asked.
"Nope. It's been 5 months man. 5 months since she woke up and she doesn't remember a thing. I'm beginning to lose hope, ya know?!" Jeff said with a sigh.
"You just gotta keep hoping man. She's too good of a person to let go," Shane said patting his friend on the back.
"I just don't know what to do anymore. Like I love her, I honestly do. But I'm not in love with her like I used to be. What do I do Shane?" Jeff asked hoping for some help.
"I can't tell you what to do. Only your heart can. Just keep in mind that IF she gets her memory back and you break up with her, you may never get her back," Shane said.
"Jeff," I said as I walked out of the hotel room towards them.
"Hey Tiff," Shane said with a smile.
"Hi. Jeff, I heard you," I said angrily.
"You, you did?" he stuttered.
"Now's my cue to leave," Shane said, but I grabbed his arm.
"No, stay. It's okay," I said. "Why didn't you just tell me that I'm not who you want to be with anymore. I would have understood."
"I didn't want to hurt you," Jeff answered.
"Well, then here. I'll give this back to you now," I said taking the ring off my finger and placing it in the palm of his hand. "Maybe we shouldn't get married if you're not in love with me."
"T, you don't wanna do this. Come on, think about this a little bit," Jeff pleaded.
"I'm gonna go pack and then see about getting a flight out to Florida. Maybe Alannah will let me stay with her until I can find a permanent place. You can send me what ever stuff is mine when you go home next, since I'm not quite sure what's really mine," I said as I walked back into the room.
"Did that just happen?" Jeff asked Shane dumbfounded.
"Yeah, it did. What me to talk some sense into her?" Shane asked. Jeff nodded as his face gave off a blank expression. Shane walked away and knocked on the door. I didn't answer and he took it upon himself to walk in. I sat on the bed with my head in my hands, sobbing quietly. "Hey, what's all this cryin about?" He sat next to me and put his arm around me.
"When will my memory come back?! I hate this. No one likes me cause I'm not who I used to be," I cried.
"Everyone likes you T. It's just hard for some of them to get used to the new you cause they've known you for so long. Unlike me who never got to know that Tiffany. I like this Tiffany," Shane smiled.
"Why would the old me want someone like Jeff? Now, me, now, would go for someone more like you. You've got what I'M looking for," I said.
"Well, ummm, thank you, I guess," he replied uncomfortably.
"But you've got a girl. And I just dropped my man. So, I guess we can't be together," I said half joking.
"Right. And I love my girl," he said. "Don't worry. You'll find that special guy."
"Why does that sound so familiar?" I laughed.
"Has someone said it to you recently?" he asked curiously.
"Must have, but I don't know why since I've been with Jeff the whole time," I said.
"Hmmmm......that's rather weird isn't it?" he said.
"Yeah, do you think I could be starting to remember things?!" I asked excitedly.
"I don't know. I mean it could just be something you heard someone say to someone else. So maybe you should get your hopes up and stuff," Shane said.
"Yeah, you're probably right." I sighed deeply and looked around the room. "Guess I should start packin, huh?"
"Want help?" he asked with a smile. I nodded at him as we began gathering my stuff.
"I wish you'd reconsider, T," Jeff said as he hugged me tightly.
"It's just not right for me to be here now. There's no reason for it," I said as I moved to Shane. "Thanks for talking with me earlier."
"Hey, it was no problem. I'll see you soon?" he asked. I nodded and wrapped my arms around Amy.
"Thank you so much for being a friend," I smiled.
"It's no problem. I love you. All of you!" she said.
"I wish you weren't leaving," Adam said as he lifted me off the floor.
"I'll see you soon. I mean I will be living in your house for quite sometime," I said with a laugh.
"It's just not gonna be the same without you around," he said.
"That's my flight. I'll talk to you all soon. And thank you guys so much for trying to understand me," I said as I turned and walked through the gate.
"I'm sorry, I think you're in my seat." I looked up at the voice and smiled. The guy was tall with spiky blonde hair. He was buff and had blue eyes to match his sparkling smile. I looked at my ticket and at the numbers above the seat.
"Oh, yep, sorry," I apologized as I moved over to the window seat.
"You look awfully familiar to me. Did you go to school in New York?" he asked a slight accent showing through.
"I really couldn't tell ya. I umm.......I don't have much of a memory these days," I answered.
"Oh, okay. Gees, I know I've seen you someplace. Was your hair a different color maybe?" he asked.
"Oh yeah! Many different colors," I laughed. "I'm not into that. Well, now anyways. I guess I used to be, I don't remember."
"Yeah, me too. Wish I hadn't though. Lost some good jobs by looking like a freak. I'm Marc," he said reaching out his hand to me.
"Tiffany. Or Tiff. Or T!" I laughed.
"Tiffany?! As in Tiffany Copeland?!" he exclaimed.
"The very one," I said leaning back away from him.
"You fuckin broke my nose!" he yelled.
"Why would I do that? I don't even know you!" I said scared.
"What the hell are you talking about?! We only dated 6 months in high school then 2 months in college!" he exclaimed.
"I told you, I don't have much of a memory right now," I cried. Tears of fright began to roll down my cheeks. He cocked his head to the side and shook it.
"What happened to you? Why don't you remember me?" he asked softly.
"I got in an accident and was in a coma for a month and have had amnesia for about 5 months," I explained.
"Oh my God. I'm sorry. Are you getting any of your memory back?" he asked.
"No, not at all. I'm still as clueless as I was when I first woke up," I said.
"Wow, that really sucks T. So, what are you doin goin to Florida?" he asked curiously.
"I broke up with my fiancé and have decided to move in with my brother and his wife for a while," I answered.
"Whoa, wait, fiancé? Who's that?" he asked.
"I don't know if you know him, Jeff Hardy?" I questioned.
"I remember him. You brought him to the last formal. I don't believe you two were in engaged. Why'd you break it off?" he asked.
"I wasn't the person I had been and he didn't want to hurt my feelings so I did it myself. I need to find someone.....ummmm......non weird. Jeff was a little to weird for my style," I answered.
"Tiff, that used to be your style. I guess it hasn't been too good for either of us in the love department. Mackenzie and I were engaged after you broke my nose, but I found her cheating on me and broke up with her. She was a bitch anyways. I've been single for a year now," he said.
"Okay....." I said confused and a little frustrated that I couldn't remember this guy.
"It's really great to see you T. It really is," he said with a smile.
"I'd say the same to you, but I don't remember you," I chuckled.
"That's okay, maybe some day you will," he said softly.
"So, I'll see you tonite?" Marc asked as we walked into the terminal.
"Yeah, definitely. To the beach we will go!" I laughed as he kissed my cheek. I smiled as I watched him walk away.
"T!" I hear a woman yell from across the room. I looked over and saw Alannah waving excitedly to me. I ran towards her and gave her a hug. "It's so good to see you! How've you been?"
"Good, I actually just made a date for tonite with some guy that I supposedly know from high school," I laugh.
"That's good. Any memories come back?" she asked.
"No, none. I'm still keeping my hopes up though," I smiled as we grabbed my bags off the conveyer belt.
"That's good to hear. I see you changed your hair color. What happened to the color?" she asked as we walked out to the car.
"It's just not me, so I changed it."
"Well, it looks great," she smiled.
"Thank you for letting me stay with you until I get the money for an apartment of my own," I said.
"No problem. You're welcome to stay as long as you need to." I smiled as we drove home.
"Oh! I colored it, do you like it?" I asked as shook out my newly dyed blonde hair.
"T, what happened to the streaks? What happened to the color?" Jeff asked.
"I didn't like it so I got rid of it," I smiled as I moved past him into the bedroom.
"But you loved the colors," Jeff said.
"No, the old me did. Jeff, I don't remember that Tiffany. I only know this one. And this one doesn't like that stuff," I said as I walked towards him. "But I do like you. I love you. And I'm sorry I'm not who I used to be, but I'm trying to be someone that you can love back. I'm really trying Jeff, honestly."
"Tiff, I love you. You don't have to try too hard cause I honestly love you and I always will." He kissed my cheek and left me standing in the middle of the hotel room.
"How's it goin Jeff?" Shane Helms asked passing him the hall.
"Alright I suppose," Jeff said sadly.
"Still no memory?" Shane asked.
"Nope. It's been 5 months man. 5 months since she woke up and she doesn't remember a thing. I'm beginning to lose hope, ya know?!" Jeff said with a sigh.
"You just gotta keep hoping man. She's too good of a person to let go," Shane said patting his friend on the back.
"I just don't know what to do anymore. Like I love her, I honestly do. But I'm not in love with her like I used to be. What do I do Shane?" Jeff asked hoping for some help.
"I can't tell you what to do. Only your heart can. Just keep in mind that IF she gets her memory back and you break up with her, you may never get her back," Shane said.
"Jeff," I said as I walked out of the hotel room towards them.
"Hey Tiff," Shane said with a smile.
"Hi. Jeff, I heard you," I said angrily.
"You, you did?" he stuttered.
"Now's my cue to leave," Shane said, but I grabbed his arm.
"No, stay. It's okay," I said. "Why didn't you just tell me that I'm not who you want to be with anymore. I would have understood."
"I didn't want to hurt you," Jeff answered.
"Well, then here. I'll give this back to you now," I said taking the ring off my finger and placing it in the palm of his hand. "Maybe we shouldn't get married if you're not in love with me."
"T, you don't wanna do this. Come on, think about this a little bit," Jeff pleaded.
"I'm gonna go pack and then see about getting a flight out to Florida. Maybe Alannah will let me stay with her until I can find a permanent place. You can send me what ever stuff is mine when you go home next, since I'm not quite sure what's really mine," I said as I walked back into the room.
"Did that just happen?" Jeff asked Shane dumbfounded.
"Yeah, it did. What me to talk some sense into her?" Shane asked. Jeff nodded as his face gave off a blank expression. Shane walked away and knocked on the door. I didn't answer and he took it upon himself to walk in. I sat on the bed with my head in my hands, sobbing quietly. "Hey, what's all this cryin about?" He sat next to me and put his arm around me.
"When will my memory come back?! I hate this. No one likes me cause I'm not who I used to be," I cried.
"Everyone likes you T. It's just hard for some of them to get used to the new you cause they've known you for so long. Unlike me who never got to know that Tiffany. I like this Tiffany," Shane smiled.
"Why would the old me want someone like Jeff? Now, me, now, would go for someone more like you. You've got what I'M looking for," I said.
"Well, ummm, thank you, I guess," he replied uncomfortably.
"But you've got a girl. And I just dropped my man. So, I guess we can't be together," I said half joking.
"Right. And I love my girl," he said. "Don't worry. You'll find that special guy."
"Why does that sound so familiar?" I laughed.
"Has someone said it to you recently?" he asked curiously.
"Must have, but I don't know why since I've been with Jeff the whole time," I said.
"Hmmmm......that's rather weird isn't it?" he said.
"Yeah, do you think I could be starting to remember things?!" I asked excitedly.
"I don't know. I mean it could just be something you heard someone say to someone else. So maybe you should get your hopes up and stuff," Shane said.
"Yeah, you're probably right." I sighed deeply and looked around the room. "Guess I should start packin, huh?"
"Want help?" he asked with a smile. I nodded at him as we began gathering my stuff.
"I wish you'd reconsider, T," Jeff said as he hugged me tightly.
"It's just not right for me to be here now. There's no reason for it," I said as I moved to Shane. "Thanks for talking with me earlier."
"Hey, it was no problem. I'll see you soon?" he asked. I nodded and wrapped my arms around Amy.
"Thank you so much for being a friend," I smiled.
"It's no problem. I love you. All of you!" she said.
"I wish you weren't leaving," Adam said as he lifted me off the floor.
"I'll see you soon. I mean I will be living in your house for quite sometime," I said with a laugh.
"It's just not gonna be the same without you around," he said.
"That's my flight. I'll talk to you all soon. And thank you guys so much for trying to understand me," I said as I turned and walked through the gate.
"I'm sorry, I think you're in my seat." I looked up at the voice and smiled. The guy was tall with spiky blonde hair. He was buff and had blue eyes to match his sparkling smile. I looked at my ticket and at the numbers above the seat.
"Oh, yep, sorry," I apologized as I moved over to the window seat.
"You look awfully familiar to me. Did you go to school in New York?" he asked a slight accent showing through.
"I really couldn't tell ya. I umm.......I don't have much of a memory these days," I answered.
"Oh, okay. Gees, I know I've seen you someplace. Was your hair a different color maybe?" he asked.
"Oh yeah! Many different colors," I laughed. "I'm not into that. Well, now anyways. I guess I used to be, I don't remember."
"Yeah, me too. Wish I hadn't though. Lost some good jobs by looking like a freak. I'm Marc," he said reaching out his hand to me.
"Tiffany. Or Tiff. Or T!" I laughed.
"Tiffany?! As in Tiffany Copeland?!" he exclaimed.
"The very one," I said leaning back away from him.
"You fuckin broke my nose!" he yelled.
"Why would I do that? I don't even know you!" I said scared.
"What the hell are you talking about?! We only dated 6 months in high school then 2 months in college!" he exclaimed.
"I told you, I don't have much of a memory right now," I cried. Tears of fright began to roll down my cheeks. He cocked his head to the side and shook it.
"What happened to you? Why don't you remember me?" he asked softly.
"I got in an accident and was in a coma for a month and have had amnesia for about 5 months," I explained.
"Oh my God. I'm sorry. Are you getting any of your memory back?" he asked.
"No, not at all. I'm still as clueless as I was when I first woke up," I said.
"Wow, that really sucks T. So, what are you doin goin to Florida?" he asked curiously.
"I broke up with my fiancé and have decided to move in with my brother and his wife for a while," I answered.
"Whoa, wait, fiancé? Who's that?" he asked.
"I don't know if you know him, Jeff Hardy?" I questioned.
"I remember him. You brought him to the last formal. I don't believe you two were in engaged. Why'd you break it off?" he asked.
"I wasn't the person I had been and he didn't want to hurt my feelings so I did it myself. I need to find someone.....ummmm......non weird. Jeff was a little to weird for my style," I answered.
"Tiff, that used to be your style. I guess it hasn't been too good for either of us in the love department. Mackenzie and I were engaged after you broke my nose, but I found her cheating on me and broke up with her. She was a bitch anyways. I've been single for a year now," he said.
"Okay....." I said confused and a little frustrated that I couldn't remember this guy.
"It's really great to see you T. It really is," he said with a smile.
"I'd say the same to you, but I don't remember you," I chuckled.
"That's okay, maybe some day you will," he said softly.
"So, I'll see you tonite?" Marc asked as we walked into the terminal.
"Yeah, definitely. To the beach we will go!" I laughed as he kissed my cheek. I smiled as I watched him walk away.
"T!" I hear a woman yell from across the room. I looked over and saw Alannah waving excitedly to me. I ran towards her and gave her a hug. "It's so good to see you! How've you been?"
"Good, I actually just made a date for tonite with some guy that I supposedly know from high school," I laugh.
"That's good. Any memories come back?" she asked.
"No, none. I'm still keeping my hopes up though," I smiled as we grabbed my bags off the conveyer belt.
"That's good to hear. I see you changed your hair color. What happened to the color?" she asked as we walked out to the car.
"It's just not me, so I changed it."
"Well, it looks great," she smiled.
"Thank you for letting me stay with you until I get the money for an apartment of my own," I said.
"No problem. You're welcome to stay as long as you need to." I smiled as we drove home.