A/N: Sorry it's taken me so long to update! Please forgive me!
"Uhh. where am I?" Carla groaned rubbing her eyes, she sat up and looked around the hospital room.
"Doctor she's awake!" A nurse said to someone out of the door as she walked in. A doctor followed in and walked up to Carla.
"Carla, so you know what date it is today?" The doctor asked shining a torch in each of her eyes.
"Yeah, it's the 11th of May, it's two weeks until I have to perform in my play." Carla answered blinking a few times trying to get rid of the spots that were now in front of her eyes.
"Right, can you stand up?" the doctor asked. Carla obliged and swung her legs out of the bed, she wrapped her arms around her stomach as she stood up.
"Your ribs are broken. How much does it hurt?" The doctor asked sympathetically.
"A bit, if I don't move too much then I should be fine." Carla winced rubbing her ribs.
"Ok then, I'll just have the nurse bring you your clothes and you can go home." The doctor smiled leaving the room.
"Ok thanks, we'll be right over. HEY DAD!" Jason shouted at the top of his voice.
"What?" Carla's dad asked as he walked into the room.
"Carl's awake! But the doctor says that there's still something wrong with her but you have to see it yourself apparently." Jason shrugged but before he could finish his sentence his father had ran out of the room and leapt in his car.
Carla sat dressed in clean clothes in her room in the hospital swinging her feet absent-mindedly off the edge of the bed.
"So she has amnesia?" Carla's father asked worriedly.
"It appears so, she thinks it's the eleventh of May. However, we don't know if it's amnesia because of the fact that she almost drowned or because the even was so traumatic she's pushed it to the back of her mind. I want you to keep a close eye on her for now if she shows any signs of her memories disturbing her I want you to bring her straight back here, ok?" The doctor asked.
"Sure. Can I see my daughter now?" Carla's Dad nodded.
"Of course Mr. Capulet." The doctor smiled.
"CARLA!" Carla's Dad shouted happily as he scooped his daughter up into his arms.
"Dad! Have I missed my play? What day is it, no-one will tell me anything around here!" Carla huffed sulkily.
"You've got amnesia sweetie, you hit your head a bit. But I have got the video at home of you performing in your play. And I can tell you that you and Twister were excellent." Her father smiled taking her out of the room.
"Hey everyone!" Carla laughed happily as she walked into the dining room. In seconds she had tonnes of people piling on her giving her hugs and asking if she was feeling ok. While all this was going on Carla's father whispered something in Jason's ear who nodded and walked up to Carla.
"Hey Sis, since you're ok, how about we all go skating, just to celebrate you're back ok? Come on let's go grab your mountain board and we'll meet the others back here ok?" Jase smiled to his little sister. The others moved to follow them but Carla's father stopped them all.
"I have some bad news everyone. Carla has amnesia, she thinks it's the eleventh of May. I don't want to put Carla through the pain of having to know what happened to her ok; she's been through enough already without having to relive the whole thing again. I know it's wrong to lie to her but I can't bear to think what she's be like if she knew." Carla's father explained. Twister counted back on his fingers and his face fell, Carla wouldn't remember the fact that they were together now either.
"Hey guys, what took you so long? Anyway Jase had to go but I just had the most awesome idea, how about instead of trekking all the way to the mountains, how about we just empty the pool here and we go skating in it?" Carla smiled.
"Yeah. sure." Otto said weakly.
"What's wrong with you lot anyway?" Carla asked looking at her pale friends. "You all look like you've just seen a ghost or something!" Carla giggled and walked over to the pool.
Carla sat at the side of the pool watching her friends skate happily, after a few falls Carla had decided to skip out on the skateboarding until her ribs felt better. She couldn't believe that she had broken three of her ribs in a skating accident, at least that's what her Dad had told her. She looked up and smiled as Twister flew through the air, did a 360? and slid back down gracefully, Carla smiled and felt her cheeks turning red.
Twister climbed out of the other side of the pool and looked up to see Carla watching him, she blushed and looked away; Twister smiled, he knew that she liked him, why had he never seen it before. *Because you were busy trying not to let her see that you liked her too* he thought to himself with a grin.
Carla sat up in bed drenched in sweat, she'd had another nightmare, it was the same every time, she would be pushed underwater and she'd wake up just as she thought she'd pass out. She sighed and went downstairs certain that she wasn't going to get any more sleep today.
Lars looked up and saw Carla walk in the room, she looked mildly surprised to see him and paused for a second.
"Couldn't sleep?" He asked her.
"Nightmare." She shrugged and headed for the fridge.
"You know nightmares usually mean something." Lars said watching her with undisguised interest as she bent over to look in the fridge.
"Did Twister eat all the bread again?" Carla asked standing up and closing the fridge.
"You don't like me do you?" Lars asked.
"I'd like you more if you didn't pick on Twister." Carla said after a pause and grabbing herself some cereal.
"Fine I won't pick on Twister anymore." Lars replied with a shrug.
"Why the change of heart?" Carla asked pouring herself some cereal.
"It bothers me that you don't like me." Lars said honestly.
"This is totally not like you, did you hit your head or something?" Carla asked raising an eyebrow.
"Says the girl with amnesia." Lars shot back.
"And that's another reason I don't like you." Carla replied casually.
"Seriously, I'll leave Twister alone if it'll make you like me." Lars said quietly.
"Prove it." Carla said walking off.
"Hello second chance." Lars grinned.
"Uhh. where am I?" Carla groaned rubbing her eyes, she sat up and looked around the hospital room.
"Doctor she's awake!" A nurse said to someone out of the door as she walked in. A doctor followed in and walked up to Carla.
"Carla, so you know what date it is today?" The doctor asked shining a torch in each of her eyes.
"Yeah, it's the 11th of May, it's two weeks until I have to perform in my play." Carla answered blinking a few times trying to get rid of the spots that were now in front of her eyes.
"Right, can you stand up?" the doctor asked. Carla obliged and swung her legs out of the bed, she wrapped her arms around her stomach as she stood up.
"Your ribs are broken. How much does it hurt?" The doctor asked sympathetically.
"A bit, if I don't move too much then I should be fine." Carla winced rubbing her ribs.
"Ok then, I'll just have the nurse bring you your clothes and you can go home." The doctor smiled leaving the room.
"Ok thanks, we'll be right over. HEY DAD!" Jason shouted at the top of his voice.
"What?" Carla's dad asked as he walked into the room.
"Carl's awake! But the doctor says that there's still something wrong with her but you have to see it yourself apparently." Jason shrugged but before he could finish his sentence his father had ran out of the room and leapt in his car.
Carla sat dressed in clean clothes in her room in the hospital swinging her feet absent-mindedly off the edge of the bed.
"So she has amnesia?" Carla's father asked worriedly.
"It appears so, she thinks it's the eleventh of May. However, we don't know if it's amnesia because of the fact that she almost drowned or because the even was so traumatic she's pushed it to the back of her mind. I want you to keep a close eye on her for now if she shows any signs of her memories disturbing her I want you to bring her straight back here, ok?" The doctor asked.
"Sure. Can I see my daughter now?" Carla's Dad nodded.
"Of course Mr. Capulet." The doctor smiled.
"CARLA!" Carla's Dad shouted happily as he scooped his daughter up into his arms.
"Dad! Have I missed my play? What day is it, no-one will tell me anything around here!" Carla huffed sulkily.
"You've got amnesia sweetie, you hit your head a bit. But I have got the video at home of you performing in your play. And I can tell you that you and Twister were excellent." Her father smiled taking her out of the room.
"Hey everyone!" Carla laughed happily as she walked into the dining room. In seconds she had tonnes of people piling on her giving her hugs and asking if she was feeling ok. While all this was going on Carla's father whispered something in Jason's ear who nodded and walked up to Carla.
"Hey Sis, since you're ok, how about we all go skating, just to celebrate you're back ok? Come on let's go grab your mountain board and we'll meet the others back here ok?" Jase smiled to his little sister. The others moved to follow them but Carla's father stopped them all.
"I have some bad news everyone. Carla has amnesia, she thinks it's the eleventh of May. I don't want to put Carla through the pain of having to know what happened to her ok; she's been through enough already without having to relive the whole thing again. I know it's wrong to lie to her but I can't bear to think what she's be like if she knew." Carla's father explained. Twister counted back on his fingers and his face fell, Carla wouldn't remember the fact that they were together now either.
"Hey guys, what took you so long? Anyway Jase had to go but I just had the most awesome idea, how about instead of trekking all the way to the mountains, how about we just empty the pool here and we go skating in it?" Carla smiled.
"Yeah. sure." Otto said weakly.
"What's wrong with you lot anyway?" Carla asked looking at her pale friends. "You all look like you've just seen a ghost or something!" Carla giggled and walked over to the pool.
Carla sat at the side of the pool watching her friends skate happily, after a few falls Carla had decided to skip out on the skateboarding until her ribs felt better. She couldn't believe that she had broken three of her ribs in a skating accident, at least that's what her Dad had told her. She looked up and smiled as Twister flew through the air, did a 360? and slid back down gracefully, Carla smiled and felt her cheeks turning red.
Twister climbed out of the other side of the pool and looked up to see Carla watching him, she blushed and looked away; Twister smiled, he knew that she liked him, why had he never seen it before. *Because you were busy trying not to let her see that you liked her too* he thought to himself with a grin.
Carla sat up in bed drenched in sweat, she'd had another nightmare, it was the same every time, she would be pushed underwater and she'd wake up just as she thought she'd pass out. She sighed and went downstairs certain that she wasn't going to get any more sleep today.
Lars looked up and saw Carla walk in the room, she looked mildly surprised to see him and paused for a second.
"Couldn't sleep?" He asked her.
"Nightmare." She shrugged and headed for the fridge.
"You know nightmares usually mean something." Lars said watching her with undisguised interest as she bent over to look in the fridge.
"Did Twister eat all the bread again?" Carla asked standing up and closing the fridge.
"You don't like me do you?" Lars asked.
"I'd like you more if you didn't pick on Twister." Carla said after a pause and grabbing herself some cereal.
"Fine I won't pick on Twister anymore." Lars replied with a shrug.
"Why the change of heart?" Carla asked pouring herself some cereal.
"It bothers me that you don't like me." Lars said honestly.
"This is totally not like you, did you hit your head or something?" Carla asked raising an eyebrow.
"Says the girl with amnesia." Lars shot back.
"And that's another reason I don't like you." Carla replied casually.
"Seriously, I'll leave Twister alone if it'll make you like me." Lars said quietly.
"Prove it." Carla said walking off.
"Hello second chance." Lars grinned.