Pulling Me Through Part Three

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Lyrics: I thought I told ya, I came to party

Chapter Eleven

Riley's POV

At the bottom of my heart, I was praying that he would just break out into laughter and tell us that he was only joking, but I knew that they were empty dreams. There was no way that I would ever be that lucky.

No matter how hard I tried, I couldn't wrap my head around the concept that CC didn't know who I was. How could he not remember me? How could he forget his own band? Could he even remember his own name?

"CC, what are you talking about?" I asked, still praying he would start laughing. Please just let him laugh!

"Who's CC?" He asked. Great, he didn't even remember his own name. How was any of this going to go back to normal? "Would you just get out of here? Look, I don't have a clue who you are or what you want, so please just go. Ah, my head!"

"CC, please be careful" I urged, wanting so badly to just take the pain away from him, but I knew that if I took a step closer to him, he would become scared. "Look, I'll go get the doctor and we'll sort this mess out. I promise you that I will."

"What are you talking about!" He asked, his voice too loud for my liking. I was scaring him and agitating him. "Just get out of my fucking room! Someone help me! Please help me!" It broke my heart to see him acting this way. He seriously thought that we were threats when all we wanted to do was help him. How could he ever forget who we were?

"CC, what are you talking about?" Andy exclaimed, moving out of the way as a doctor ran in with what looked like a worried face. Oh god, what the hell was even happening here? In a matter of hours, I went from having such a great family and amazing friends and now one of them can't even remember who I am…or who they are.

"Get those freaks out of here!" he screamed, desperately trying to get off the bed, but the Doctor was holding him down. "Let me out of here!" Tears were beginning to fall from his eyes as he fought against the doctors. He didn't understand anything that was going on here. Hell, he couldn't even remember that accident and he was surrounded by a bunch of 'strangers.'

"You're hurting him!" I shouted, no longer able to watch CC suffer like he was. "Get off him" At that moment, I didn't think I could ever explain why I was pulling the doctors off CC, but I just knew that I had to.

"Riley, leave it!" Jake warned, not seeing where I was coming from. "It's for the best." Whatever he was saying made absolutely no sense. He didn't deserve to have to deal with this after having that accident. It just didn't seem right to me. After everything had calmed down to the point where I could talk, I sat next to CC and whispered something in his ear.

"Look, I know you don't remember me, but you need to go with the doctors to get checked out." I informed, glad at the fact that he wasn't freaking out as much as he had been. "It won't take long and you'll be in good hands. Just stop freaking out so much."

As soon as I backed away from him, the doctors swooped in again, but CC no longer struggled against them. At least what I had said to him had managed to get him to calm down. Maybe there was still some trust between us. Maybe deep down he knew who I was and knew that he was able to believe the things I told him. I sure as hell hoped so. A part of me told me that that was just a way to make myself feel better.

Andy's POV

To watch CC be carted out of that hospital room with tear tracks marked on his face, made my head ache. I was still trying to comprehend how this had even happened. CC's a careful guy. He knows how to look after himself, yet here we are…stuck in a hospital room because he's injured and he can't even remember who we are.

"Do you think he'll be okay?" A small voice asked in the corner. It was Scout who was cradling a crying Savannah and Zane. She had been absolutely silent during the whole ordeal, but it was getting too much for her. "He doesn't even know who we are. What if he never remembers?" It was at that point where I really lost my temper. I stormed over to her with a hard glare.

"Do you think that I haven't already thought about that?" I snapped. "Everyone's been thinking that! Hell, Zane's probably had that thought bouncing around in his blonde little head, but don't even think for a second that there's no hope left for him or I swear to God, you'll never hear the end of it from me."

"Hey, Andy" Jake warned, his eyes showing me that he wasn't in the mood for my petty arguments. "Give it a rest. Everyone is feeling a little touchy right now, but this isn't about you, Scout or me. It's about CC. We need to be there for him even if he doesn't remember who we actually are. He'd do it for us." As much as I really wanted to give Scout a piece of my mind, I knew that he was right and there was no point in telling Scout how I really felt about the lack of faith she had in CC.

"Whatever, man" I grumbled, taking Savannah away from Scout. There was no way I was going to admit that he was right. I was already too pissed off to even think straight. "How long are they going to be with him? I need to speak to him."

CC's POV

I didn't have a clue what was going on here. Who were those people who were visiting me? Why does my head hurt so fucking much! Why did I even listen to that girl? I should have kept struggling. At least I would probably still be tucked up in bed without people prodding at my head and looking in my eyes with a stupid torch.

This didn't even resemble what a hospital should be like. Whitewashed walls with beds lined up everywhere, most showing their burlap ticking. We're not wanted here. This is more like a prison than anything else. No home comforts or anything to take the edge away from this place. How do they except me to get my memory back in a place like this?

"Seriously, what the hell are you doing?" I questioned after the hundredth tap on my head that seemed to be hurting like a motherfucker. "You're hurting me, dude"

"We're sorry about this, Christian, but it needs to be done" The doctor sighed as he prodded again. Who's this Christian guy? With a final sigh, he sat down in front of me and gave a warm smile that I could only perceive as creepy. "You have amnesia, Christian. I can't determine if it's going to be long or short term, but I can tell you that this is common after head traumas. You were knocked over by a car and your head took quite the bashing. There isn't anything that we can really do for you. Your memories will come back to you on their own in due time."

I was stunned. I could hear a word he was saying because the words 'knocked over by a car' were repeating so loudly in my head. Had that really happened to me? Why couldn't I just remember it? It would make things a hell of a lot easier. I wanted to know everything about what happened! I needed to know who the driver was and what was going to be done about it.

"What am I going to do?" I asked, cutting the doctor off in his stupid speech that I didn't really give a shit about. If what he was saying was true, my life was very much over. I probably wouldn't recognise my own mother if she walked in right now. I'll have to start my whole life from scratch again.

"Look, you should talk to your friends in there" The doctor sighed as he pointed to where my room was. "They may say things that will help you to remember." I didn't want to go in there again, but I was willing to try anything if he felt as though it would make me get my memory back. Anything would be worth it for my precious memories, but that didn't stop me from growing scared at the prospect of talking to them.

"What if it doesn't?" I questioned, already believing that it wasn't going to work. How could it?

"Then we'll try another way" He said simply. "Whatever happens, we're not going to give up on you. I'm going to make sure that you make a full recovery if it's the last thing I do." Even though I had just met him, his words comforted me and I found myself believing them. Maybe all of this was just an overreaction. He said it was a common thing, so I must be able to overcome it, right?

It's just going to take a little time and effort, but I'll get there in the end. Things will work out…they have to.

"Okay, I'll go talk to them now" I finally sighed, deciding that a little bit of fear and nervousness was worth it to get my memory back. Heck, anything was worth it for that. "Wish me luck, doc"

"Good luck, Christian" He sighed, already going to my side to help me back to the room. It was a little disheartening to still realise that I wasn't convinced that my name was Christian. I had no memories of anyone calling me that.

Once I made it to the room, they all gazed at me as though they believed that I was a bomb ready to explode. I hadn't really treated them very nicely just before.

"I still don't know who you are" I sighed, feeling as though I could be leading them on. "The doctor told me that if I talked to you guys it might trigger some of my memory. I figured I might as well try it."

"CC, we'll help you as much as we can" The girl with the black hair sighed. What was her name? "Sit down and you can ask us whatever you want. I'll make sure that this mess gets sorted." I did as she told me and perched on the bed as the nurse fluffed my pillows and gave me a comforting smile.

"If there's anything I can get you, just shout" She urged. Jesus, was this a hotel or something?

"Who are you guys?" I asked. Yes, it was blunt, but it was something that I needed to know. I didn't know their names and I didn't have a clue where I knew them from.

"I'm Riley" The paternalistic woman said. "This is Andy, Jake, Scout and these two are Savannah and Zane…they're mine and Andy's kids."

"How do I know you?" I interrogated. I wanted to get everything out of them that I could. I was determined to go back to how things used to be.

"We're all good friends" She explained. "You're in a band with Andy and Jake. Anything else you need to know?"

"Oh, trust me" I sighed. "I have a lot left to ask you. You might want to make yourself comfortable because I'm going to be asking a lot of questions"

So sorry for taking this long to update. I'm a horrible person, I know! Anyway, I still hope you enjoyed this chapter even though it was a little sad and please leave me some feedback! It's much appreciated, thank you.