Note: You guys are making me give the whole freakin' storyaway - first with the Edward/Bella relationship and now with this! Do you really think that Edward will NEVER remember who he is? THIS IS A DRAMA FANFIC!! It is NOT a tragedy! GRR!! (I'm not really frustrated - just annoyed.) I am trying to make this scene come out right, but this is one of the hardest-to-write chapters as of now, so don't be too harsh. And don't tell me that this is sad or depressing - read What Happens Tomorrow in my favorite story section and you'll really be needing the tissue box!
EPOV
As I said that, both girls' eyes widened in…horror? Confused, I watched the brown-haired one mutter, "No, no, it can't be true. What have I done?" over and over again.
"You're Edward," said the smaller girl in a voice that matched her size.
"Should…should I know who you two are?" I asked hesitantly, afraid that they would become even more upset.
"Yes, considering the fact that been best friends with Bella since you were five and I'm Alice: your twin sister," Alice replied sadly. No wonder they were upset - I had forgotten two people I had known my whole life. That also explained why they looked so familiar.
"Oh." This was…strange, to say the least. I had no idea who I was or really anything about me, but I still remembered everyday objects and how to multiply seventy-five by three hundred twelve in my head.
I looked around, taking in my surroundings, and something in the back of my mind told me that I was in a hospital. I had no clue how I knew that, but I was certain that I was right. It felt so weird to be able to remember so much but, at the same time, nothing at all. I was beginning to panic - I should know who my parents were, I should know how old I was…I just… didn't.
"How did I get here?" I inquired of…Alice, almost afraid to hear the answer. But I needed answers to all of the questions cramming my mind - desperately.
"Well, I don't think -" She was cut off by the door opening and a blond man wearing a doctor's coat and a stethoscope stepped into the room.
"I heard that you've finally woken up, Edward. I was so worried about you," he said, smiling at me.
"Thanks, Dr…um…" I paused, searching for his name. He too looked very familiar to me - I just couldn't place him.
"Are you having trouble with your vision? It's me: your father." His face was just as puzzled as I felt.
"Dad, I need to talk to you," Alice said softly. (AN: I don't know if I've messed this up before, but the Cullen kids aren't adopted and therefore call Carlisle 'dad') "We'll be right back, Edward." She got up and they left. The other girl - Bella - hadn't spoken a word. She was still sitting, motionless, in a chair as she stared of into space.
CPOV
"He doesn't know who you, Bella, or I are. What's wrong with him?" Alice cried desperately. "Why can't he remember?"
I shook my head sadly. Of course I'd seen many patients lose their memory but it's different when it's your own child. "Edward had massive brain damage, Alice - he was lucky to even awaken from the coma. I was afraid that there would be after effects of the accident and…it turns out that I was right. I have to go back in there to make sure nothing else is…wrong." I took a deep breath and, with a heavy heart, reentered the hospital room.
EPOV
"Are you in any pain, son?" the doctor asked. It felt odd to think of him as my father when I couldn't recall him at all, so for now he remained (in my mind) 'the doctor' or Carlisle.
"No, but I feel…weak," I replied. He nodded gravely.
"Yes, that's completely normal. You've been in a coma for two years."
"Two years?! What happened?" How could I have been asleep for two whole years? This was beginning to feel more and more like a dream…no - a nightmare.
Carlisle looked away to hide the pain in his eyes. "You were so young: only fifteen years old. The road was icy and someone lost control of their car and it…it hit you, Edward. I didn't think that you were going to make it," he said softly.
I was stunned. So that meant I was seventeen. I couldn't believe that I'd missed two whole years while life went on, leaving me behind. This was…unreal. That was the only word I could think of to describe how I felt.
The door to the room burst open, startling me out of my reverie. There stood a huge muscled guy and a woman in her early forties. Two more unfamiliar faces; two more people that I should probably remember but don't.
"Eddie!" the man exclaimed, grinning. "It hasn't not been the same without you."
"Emmett," Carlisle warned. "I need to speak to you and Esme." Once again, the doctor left to have another private conversation.
"Who are they?" I asked Alice.
"Esme is our mom, and Emmett is our older brother by one year," she informed me. (AN: I know that would make him eighteen and not go to Forks High, but this is FanFiction!) "Edward…the reason you can't remember anything is because you have retrograde amnesia: you have no memory of your past." Tears welled in her eyes.
I was going to say something when Esme, Emmett, and Carlisle returned. "Oh, my baby. My poor baby," Esme cried, throwing her arms around me. I wanted to return the hug so as not to hurt her feelings, but, to me, this woman is a complete stranger. My heart ached for the life I once had, the things I had once known.
"Don't overwhelm him, dear. There's a good chance that this is only temporary. Anything could jog your memory," Carlisle said, now directing his words towards me. "Do you remember anything - anything at all? This could help you on the road to recovery."
I closed my eyes and concentrated. For a few scary moments, nothing came to me. But, when I relaxed, a flashback appeared in my mind clear as day.
Flashback:
"Let's play tag!" Alice exclaimed cheerily. There were five of us, sitting on the grass inside a playground. "Not it!"
"Not it!" I called out.
"Not it!" Jasper chimed in. How I knew his name, I had no idea.
"Not it!" Bella repeated.
"Not it!" Rosalie, another girl I somehow knew, said in an almost bored tone.
"Not…dang it!!" Emmett cried, annoyed. "This is the last time that I'm it ever again. One, two, three…"
"Run!" Alice ordered, and we all scattered in different directions. I headed for the slides and hid inside the twisted one. Soon, I heard someone coming towards the slide and I tensed, ready to take off running when I saw a pale face framed by long, mahogany-brown hair enter the tunnel.
"It's just me, silly," Bella said, laughing. "We can hide here together."
I was about to agree when I heard another set of footsteps, these two much heavier than hers, approach. "When I say go, run like the wind," I whispered to Bella. The shadow came closer, and I yelled, "Go!"
"Whoa," I whispered, like in the memory, awed. "Emmett, Alice, Bella, and I were playing tag plus two other kids named Jasper and Rosalie."
Esme smiled. "That's a good sign! Those other children you saw were Jasper and Rosalie Hale, two of your best friends."
I didn't say this aloud, but if my past was anything like the scene I saw, then I was really missing out. I sighed, content for now, half-anticipating and half not the time when I would go back into my memory: it seemed like I had a lot to catch up on.
Note: Not that great, but I tried. If any of you steal my story, which I doubt, I will come tear you to shreds! GRR!! (and not in a good way! LOL)
