{Alright, this is the last chapter in PART ONE: THE ACCIDENT. Part one is the shortest but tell me what you think when you're done reading this. Again, sorr for any grammar mistakes and what not. Enjoy!}

Chapter Five

Rosemary followed faithfully behind Austin. Knowing he was distraught was much easier to comprehend then if he were angry. Even a completely distressed Austin would never try to do anything to her. He cared for her, and she didn't believe he'd go against her that easily. She'd been silly to be imagining that this loveable big teddy bear could ever be angry at her. She could help herself no longer as she hugged his arm tightly, still keeping their fingers tightly laced together.

To this motion, he looked down at her, a hint of surprise painted over his expression. They'd been walking for some time now, the car and road both, no longer even barely visible. They were close to the peak of this forested mountain. He figured now was a good of a time as ever for him to tell her what was on his mind. He had to get it off of his chest. He had to.

"Rosy." He said breathlessly to the girl clinging onto his arm.

"Yes, Austin?" She smiled up at him, in that gorgeous way of hers. He couldn't help but blush a little, knowing that smile was only for him.

"Rosy... I've been wondering... You've been acting a little strange lately. Like what I said in the car." To this her smile faded just an ounce of it's radiance. "B-but." He quickly added, seeing her concern and possibly sadness. "I... I talked to some psychiatric doctors in the area." To this, her smile became a tight line. So he hurried on. "And... Well... They told me... You know, since I was the one that came and like saved you or whatever..." He now looked away from her, blushing bright red. I "saved" her? I "saved" her? Now she's going to think I see her as helpless. Ugh just spit it out! He harshly mentally retorted. "They said that, since it was, like a really stressful situation... You might start to form kind of a 'tunnel vision'. It means you only see one thing and then you really start to focus on that one thing. One might call it obsession, were it an inanimate object, but... The doctors said it could, in terms of people, be called love." He blushed tremendously and looked at his feet. They stood there for a long time, and, much to his surprise, when he looked up, Rosemary was blushing even redder than he. She tightened her grip on his arm and laid her head on his shoulder. "R-rosy?" He asked, blushing such a bright red, he thought he'd explode.

"Yes, Austin... I think your doctor friends might be right." She lifted her head from his shoulder and stared into his eyes.

And, without even a second to think about it, Austin crushed his lips against hers. At first it was a hard, powerful kiss, but soon, they both relaxed into it and it became much more enjoyable. Austin wrapped his free arm around Rosemary, whom was still hugging his other. It was a delicately beautiful scene. And neither of them wanted it to end any time soon...

The Next Day: Morning

(Day of The Accident)

Rosemary woke from her wonderful dream to find Austin camped out on the floor of her bedroom. She sat up slowly and examined him as he soundly slept. Sun-kissed skin covering tight muscles, a mop of blond tangles resting over those irresistible blue eyes. Oh, and that smile! It could make your heart stop in one blow. And now, all of these things, were Rosemary's just as she was his. Last night, as they held each other on the couch in front of a horribly romantic remake of Romeo and Juliet, Austin had asked her to be his and in turn for him to be hers. Of course, Rosemary wouldn't have been able to resist had she tried. For the rest of the movie, he whispered quotes from Shakespeare into her ear with a hushed, romantic voice. By the end of the night, she'd fallen asleep, wrapped in his arms, and he must have carried her up to her bed. Now, she gazed down at him, a thin smile painting her features.

He suddenly began to stir from his slumber and she sat Indian-style on her bed. He eventually rubbed his eyes and slowly sat up. After a moment of recognition, he stood and pulled Rosemary back onto the bed, laying beside her. He kissed her softly and wrapped his arm around her. She smiled at him and kissed him on the nose in her adorable way. He blushed a little and smiled widely at her.

"Good morning, love." Austin said with a fake British accent. This received a few hearty giggles from Rosemary.

"And a good morning to you, love." Rosemary said back in a slightly less authentic British accent. It ended up sounding more Australian than anything. They both laughed at this.

Austin wrapped his arm around Rosemary's waist and pulled them closer together. Their bodies touched and he lightly kissed her lips, playfully nibbling at one. She kissed him back and closed her eyes. She slowly drifted back to sleep with her arms wrapped tightly around Austin's neck. She would have never thought this day would come... But it was only the beginning...

Later That Day

(Day of The Accident)

Rosemary's uncle had asked her to go to town and fetch some ingredients for dinner. When Austin heard of her trip to town, he offered to go with her, but she'd declined, telling him that she could manage on her own. She had flashed one of her reassuring smiles, and he'd let her go. She needed a little time alone anyways. She felt like she'd been suffocated the past few days. Suddenly she was washed with all of this love from Austin, and then her uncle had asked her to pick up her chores around the house, and Michael needed help with his report... It was nice to have even but a few minutes to herself.

She loved Austin dearly. He was wonderful. He'd let her decide if they should take things slow, or jump right into the boyfriend-girlfriend stuff like dates and kissing. It had been an easy decision for Rosemary. She'd been daydreaming of doing that kind of stuff for nearly two weeks now! And so she'd readily accepted his offer and they'd jumped into the scene like they'd been there all along. Nothing much really changed, except he constantly told her how much he loved her, and they kissed quite a bit. She hadn't realized that she was quite so in love with the boy next door.

And so, caught up in her thoughts Rosemary was, as she walked down the sidewalk. She peered down at the list of items her uncle had given her to buy. Eggs, milk, cream, butter, celery, lettuce, tomato, tortillas, double AA batteries, paper towel, and band aids. Rosemary mentally read off of the list. A strange list for sure, but her uncle was quite the strange guy.

The grocery store was only a few blocks away from the Park's house, but, in an idea to try and avoid the large crowd that was sure to be swarmed on the main street, Rosemary took a few of the back roads she'd learned of as a kid. It was the long way to the store, sure, but it was also the fastest way to avoid questions she wouldn't have the answers to.

She carried herself quickly down the back roads but soon, dreadfully, had to return to the main road to get to the market. She passed several people and a few of them smiled at her or tried to talk to her. She just couldn't seem to bring herself to stop and chat with anyone. It was too painful. Everyone always asked the same question, Are you feeling any better? And at this point, she truly wasn't sure.

Her memory-loss had continued to get worse and worse. Austin helped as much as he could and her uncle and Michael tried to help as well but it wasn't exactly easy to just force yourself to remember things like your name and your locker combination. It was not only frustrating but more than slightly humiliating to a point.

Rosemary, so caught up in her thoughts, began to forget that she was walking down the busiest street in Cherry Wood. She went to cross a street without looking both ways, and suddenly... Everything went black...

{PART TWO: THE JOB, coming soon!}