Chapter 14 Memory Check
Bob awoke, he looked around, he wasn't home, he was in a little room. Bob took another look around, he was in the hospital. Bob looked at his legs they were in cast. Bob tried to recall what had just happen but he couldn't, infact he just barely remembered his name was Bob, he hadn't really forgotten everything, just not really sure of anything. In came Patrick, Sandi, Sam, and Bob's Parents.
"Thank God he's awake." Bob's Mom ran to him and looked him in the eyes, "Is everything alright?" Bob gave a little nod. He just sat there and wondered what was going on. "Bob, when I heard you were in a wreck I was just shocked, look Bob this isn't the best time to tell you but...Sam is my....boyfriend." She said fear of paining Bob anymore. Bob just gave her an odd look, "uhh?" He was confused. "Congrats?" Sandy was a bit shocked she just was expecting him to go all emotional. Patrick looked at Bob, then he looked at his legs "MUMMY LEGS! THIS IS REALLY BAD! MY MY MY!" Patrick jumped out of the room, and looked over from the side of the door, "I'll find the cure Bob DON'T YOU WORRY!" and then he was off and gone. Sam rolled his eyes, "Boy he's an odd one, hey babe since we told me lets hit the road, He'll be fine." Sandy looked at Bob and then looked at Sam and nodded, "again I'm sorry Bob, I'll come by and see you sometime."
Mrs. Sponge eyed Sandi and was glad she had left, "Bob I'm...how? I'm just glad you're alright." She bent over and hugged him, His father stood there, he winked he knew that Bob would be alright. He looked at his wife, "it's time for us to just let him rest, so his mummy legs will heal better, see ya Champ." Bob sat there nodding them off. Patrick came in once he saw the coast was clear, and looked at Bob, "Hey sorry about Sandy I thought she liked you but I guess." Bob shrugged he was happy she was with Sam, whomever he was Sandy was a nice girl he remembered and desereved the best. Patrick sat there, "Well...if you don't want to talk fine." Bob shook his head, "no it's...it's not that it's just...I don't think I don't know...I don't know anything..."
Bob just sat there, blank as Patrick looked at him and wondered what he was doing. "Hmmm maybe you hit your head hard enough to forget enough to not care." Bob just shruged, 'I suppose so.'
The next three days Bob remained in the hospital as he waited till he was able to be realsed. His legs were better, he was told he'd be out of his mummy legs-err cast in 2 weeks, to make sure everything is healed right, till then he'd be wheeled around in a wheel chair. While Bob knew somethings were going to have to get him use to he just didn't really know much of who he was. Patrick hung around quite often, and since Bob forgotten their little talk, he thought Patrick was just strange, but figured he had no other friends to be with so he just let Patrick stick around. Sandy stopped by once to check up on things, and see how Bob was taking it, and he seemed to be doing fine about it but she wasn't sure that he was really alright. She thought maybe he was just holding it back. "Bob it wasn't like...we meant for it too happen, it just...did..." Bob nodded, "Understand able, as long as he makes you happy." She put a forced smile on her face and left.
Bob was starting to get things back bits and pieces by reading his journal, but he didn't really have any true feelings of what it had said in those enteries. Bob was feeling lost in himself, and he just didn't know really what to do. It was funny he wasn't sure of how he got in this wreck. He sat there trying to figure out what he was doing but he was really drawing nothing other than a blank.
"So, you lost the girl, I'm sorry Bobby." it was Grandma. She came over and sat on the bed next to Bob. "Look there will be other girls, next time a girl...well...doesn't take the same liking to you, don't drive off the side of the road." Bob gave her an odd look, "Did I like her...that much?" Grandma nodded, "But there will be other girls." Bob looked confused, he thought he should be sad, but he didn't really feel sad. He didn't feel much of anything, other than worry for this family, Grandma bent over and gave him a kiss, "I'll let you rest, night Bob." she left Bob to just himself to sleep/think/wonder of himself/the future/ and all these weirdos in his life.
Bob awoke, he looked around, he wasn't home, he was in a little room. Bob took another look around, he was in the hospital. Bob looked at his legs they were in cast. Bob tried to recall what had just happen but he couldn't, infact he just barely remembered his name was Bob, he hadn't really forgotten everything, just not really sure of anything. In came Patrick, Sandi, Sam, and Bob's Parents.
"Thank God he's awake." Bob's Mom ran to him and looked him in the eyes, "Is everything alright?" Bob gave a little nod. He just sat there and wondered what was going on. "Bob, when I heard you were in a wreck I was just shocked, look Bob this isn't the best time to tell you but...Sam is my....boyfriend." She said fear of paining Bob anymore. Bob just gave her an odd look, "uhh?" He was confused. "Congrats?" Sandy was a bit shocked she just was expecting him to go all emotional. Patrick looked at Bob, then he looked at his legs "MUMMY LEGS! THIS IS REALLY BAD! MY MY MY!" Patrick jumped out of the room, and looked over from the side of the door, "I'll find the cure Bob DON'T YOU WORRY!" and then he was off and gone. Sam rolled his eyes, "Boy he's an odd one, hey babe since we told me lets hit the road, He'll be fine." Sandy looked at Bob and then looked at Sam and nodded, "again I'm sorry Bob, I'll come by and see you sometime."
Mrs. Sponge eyed Sandi and was glad she had left, "Bob I'm...how? I'm just glad you're alright." She bent over and hugged him, His father stood there, he winked he knew that Bob would be alright. He looked at his wife, "it's time for us to just let him rest, so his mummy legs will heal better, see ya Champ." Bob sat there nodding them off. Patrick came in once he saw the coast was clear, and looked at Bob, "Hey sorry about Sandy I thought she liked you but I guess." Bob shrugged he was happy she was with Sam, whomever he was Sandy was a nice girl he remembered and desereved the best. Patrick sat there, "Well...if you don't want to talk fine." Bob shook his head, "no it's...it's not that it's just...I don't think I don't know...I don't know anything..."
Bob just sat there, blank as Patrick looked at him and wondered what he was doing. "Hmmm maybe you hit your head hard enough to forget enough to not care." Bob just shruged, 'I suppose so.'
The next three days Bob remained in the hospital as he waited till he was able to be realsed. His legs were better, he was told he'd be out of his mummy legs-err cast in 2 weeks, to make sure everything is healed right, till then he'd be wheeled around in a wheel chair. While Bob knew somethings were going to have to get him use to he just didn't really know much of who he was. Patrick hung around quite often, and since Bob forgotten their little talk, he thought Patrick was just strange, but figured he had no other friends to be with so he just let Patrick stick around. Sandy stopped by once to check up on things, and see how Bob was taking it, and he seemed to be doing fine about it but she wasn't sure that he was really alright. She thought maybe he was just holding it back. "Bob it wasn't like...we meant for it too happen, it just...did..." Bob nodded, "Understand able, as long as he makes you happy." She put a forced smile on her face and left.
Bob was starting to get things back bits and pieces by reading his journal, but he didn't really have any true feelings of what it had said in those enteries. Bob was feeling lost in himself, and he just didn't know really what to do. It was funny he wasn't sure of how he got in this wreck. He sat there trying to figure out what he was doing but he was really drawing nothing other than a blank.
"So, you lost the girl, I'm sorry Bobby." it was Grandma. She came over and sat on the bed next to Bob. "Look there will be other girls, next time a girl...well...doesn't take the same liking to you, don't drive off the side of the road." Bob gave her an odd look, "Did I like her...that much?" Grandma nodded, "But there will be other girls." Bob looked confused, he thought he should be sad, but he didn't really feel sad. He didn't feel much of anything, other than worry for this family, Grandma bent over and gave him a kiss, "I'll let you rest, night Bob." she left Bob to just himself to sleep/think/wonder of himself/the future/ and all these weirdos in his life.