Chapter 4

I'm not sure how long I got to sleep that night, Seconds felt like minutes, minutes felt like hours. I was so worried, what had happened while I was gone. Why did Butch leave and not help me. Was it… because he hated me? Was he being forced to be with me? Who was I before I lost my memories.

Those thoughts kept passing around in my mind, and I just wanted to open the window and jump. But after awhile it got quiet and I fell asleep.

When I woke up the sun was already high on the sky, and I realised I might miss out on the show today. Laura must've let me sleep and just gone on her way to another patient. I pulled over my wheelchair and hopped down with a slight thud.

I rolled as quickly down the halls, as my thin arms could push. Looking around I saw that they were still there. As I rolled over to the stage I could hear someone's voice, but it wasn't Butch's. Some guy with dyed hair was on stage at the microphone and when I got close enough I could hear what he was saying. "Everyone I'm sorry to announce, but we will not be playing today! Our singer has to stay home for a few days, due to unforeseen problems. We can not disclose what they are, but…"

I didn't really listen anymore. I was just really sad. 'I must've been the reason that he didn't come in today. I have to apologize somehow.' I went up behind the scene at the same time as the guy on stage went down. "Hey um… Could you tell me where Butch is? I really want to show him that I'm sorry."

He looked at me with a confused look "Butch? Who's… OH RIGHT! You guys here call him Butch. Well… He is probably at home right now. I don't want to disturb him, but if you think you can cheer him up go ahead.

We went outside the hospital to the city map, so he could show me the way. "Alright, we are here, and Cooper lives here. I can push you to his house if you'd like" I looked up at him with a smile "No, I'm good. You should join your friends."

Before he could stop me I had already begun heading down the swing, when I noticed where I actually was. I was outside a flower shop and for some reason it caught my interest. I roll inside and the smell of plants and soil hit me dead. It feels like I'm at home.

I roll around looking at all the different flower, when I find one that looks familiar. I'm not sure why, but I pick up some white flowers and head to the register. When I get there some big guy is flirting with the attendee. "Please leave me alone, sir. I am not interested" He smiles drunkenly "Oh come on, toots. Just a little fun." The attendee turns away, and the man looks angry and scratches himself, before looking at me.

"Hey missy, could you let me have that spot? I need to rest a bit." I stare at him, obviously baffled at his request. I politely say "Sorry sir, but I can't leave this chair" His eyes fills with rage and he throws his half empty bottle past me and it splatters on the stone floor. "You listen here you whore! I'm a man, you're a woman, I decide what you do and don't do!"

He takes me by the arms and throw me on the ground, and I feel a sharp pain in my back and chest. "Stupid women, never understanding and order… What the hell is wrong with this chair! It's so small! Why does it keep rolling?!" The man stands up and begins kicking my chair, before pulling the wheels off.

I look down at the roses that I'd crushed and begin to sob. Not a moment passes before a loud crack sounds rings out and the big man falls over the register, knocked out cold. I turn around and see… "Butch! Why are you here?!"

He ignores me and looks at the attendee, "This man obviously needs some help, so please call the police and an ambulance. I have to get this woman to the hospital, then I'll be right back to testify" The attendee nods and picks up her phone and dials 911.

Butch looks down at me and then picks me up. "You ok, Jessica? He didn't do anything right?" I just look at him, before bursting out into tears and hugging him. "I was so scared! I thought you wouldn't come back to me, after what happened! I'm so glad to see you"

He picks me up and walks out through the doors, passing by the broken bottle. He carries me all the way into the hospital and into my room "Please stay here ok?" I nod, wiping my tears away.