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No one's POV:
Brittany looks at her confused, and Santana starts shaking her head and crying. Santana grabs her hand and sits next to her, her eyes red.
"Please tell me, you're joking Britt.", Santana tells her and Brittany starts to think.
"I...where's Quinn?", Brittany asks.
Santana is sitting next to her crying, she kisses Brittany's hand and gladly Brittany doesn't take her hand out of Santana's.
"Please, Britt, it's me Santana.", Santana tells her pleading, hoping she remembers her.
"I'm sorry, I don't know you.", Brittany tells her and Santana can no longer control herself.
"How can you not know me?! I'm Santana, your girlfriend.", Santana screams at her and she jumps at her tone.
Brittany stays quiet no knowing what to say, when someone comes in, it's a nurse, she looks at Santana and grabs her arm.
"You cannot scream here. Especially to a patient who's gone through brain surgery.", the nurse tells her quietly, and Santana shakes her head.
"Why doesn't she remember me?", Santana asks her.
"Lets talk outside.", the nurse tries to get Santana out of the room but she gets out of the nurses grab.
"I'm not going anywhere!She's my girlfriend, and I have a right to stay here with her!", Santana screams making Brittany touch her head in pain.
Santana looks at her and starts to worry, when someone else comes in and looks at her. Its Santana's father, he sighs and checks Brittany's clipboard.
"Santana, outside, now.", he tells Santana and she quickly goes next to Brittany.
"Please, remember. If you love me you'll remember.", Santana tells Brittany and kisses her briefly.
Brittany still has her eyes closed and the nurse looks at her and gives her a tight smile.
"Are you ok?No pain?", the nurse asks inspecting her head bandages and broken ribs.
"No, no pain.I mean I'm alright. Is my mom here?", Brittany asks her and the nurse nods.
"Yes,she's outside. I'll let them in."
Santana POV:
This is a nightmare, or a punishment, I can't believe that after our amazing date, someone hurts her, and worst of all she doesn't remember me. My dad leads me to his office and sits me down, and I'm preparing for the worse.
"Santana, you can't scream to Brittany or in a hospital for that matter. Do you know how much damage you could cause? Brittany just came out of brain surgery.", my dad tells me but I only have one question.
"Why doesn't she remember me?", I ask him and he looks at me.
"Santana, she was hit very hard in the head, it's a miracle she's even alive..."
"Dad, just get to the point."
"Brittany had memory lost, and thankfully it's not permanent. She'll remember things but it'll take time, and most of all patience.", he tells me and I can feel my tear start rolling down and quickly I wipe them.
"How much time until she remembers me?", I ask him and he sighs.
"I don't know it could me a week, a month...", he says and trails off.
"Santana, you have to be there for her,be her friend. Help her through this, she'll have to learn how to do some things again. She didn't just lose memories, she also lost kno..."
"What do you mean by she didn't just lost some memories?", I ask him scared.
"She may have forgotten how to drive,write and other she needs to learn how to walk by her broken ribs. She need exercise, and you should be there for her.", he tells me and I nod at him.
"Of course, I'll be there for her.I l...", I tell him and he gives me a tight smile.
"I'll be there for her.", I tell him again and I get up and make my way to her room.
I'm not giving up on her ever, even if it takes months, years, I'm going to be by her side. First I have somethings to resolve, I see the police in Brittany's room and enter.
"I know this is...a difficult situation...but we need you to try to remember. Even if it's just the persons hair or something.", one of the police officers asks Brittany.
Brittany nods and I can't help but intervene.
"I think I know someone who had motive.", I say and the police officers look at me.
"Ok. Shall we take it outside.", the police officer asks and I see Brittany looking at me confused.
"Yeah. Lets take it outside.", I tell them and they nod.
I tell them about my abusive ex boyfriend and how one time Brittany protected her from him when he was hitting her.
"Ok. Can you give us a description of him?", one of them asks and I nod.
"Well, his hair is dirty blonde, he has green eyes, and a tattoo of a cross in his left shoulder. And drives a black Mazda.", I tell them and they write it and extend their hand.
"Thank you, for telling us Ms. Lopez. We will catch him, and even if he wasn't the one who hurt Ms. Pierce, we'll take him in for domestic a good day, and if Ms. Pierce remembers something please call us immediately.", he tells me giving me a card with their number on it.
I nod at them and shake both their hands. I then make my way to Brittany's room and see Quinn on the couch in front of Brittany's bed and Susan on a chair next to her. I smile and I turn around to get out of the room, but stop when I remember my dad's words.
"Santana, you have to be there for her,be her friend. Help her through this, she'll have to learn how to do some things again. She didn't just lose memories..."
I sigh and look back and see her sleeping, I then take a chair and sit on the other side, and take her hand closing my eyes.
Attacker's POV:
I think I've succeeded, I basically butchered her, there is no way she's alive. I take a bath, and start to put the bloody clothes on a bag to dispose it tonight with the bat I used. I remembered her face when I hit her in the face and can't help but feel guilty, although from what I heard, she took advantage of the love of my that my phone rings and I see that its her and smile.
"Hey, babe. How are you?", I ask her grinning like an idiot.
"Did you do as I said?", she asks.
"Of course. I practically butchered her.", I tell her and hear her hum in approval.
"Good.", it's all she says and I furrow my eyebrows in confusion.
"So, want to maybe meet up and talk or something?", I ask her with hope.
"No, I need to buy clothes for a funeral.", she says and I nod.
"Ok. I guess I'll see you at school.", I tell her.
"Bye."
"Bye."
After hanging up, I can't help but feel even more guilty. All I can think is 'Sorry,Brittany.', I shake my head and get out of the hotel I was staying so my mom didn't know about this mess and go through the woods. I start digging a hole until its deep enough and put the evidence there. When I finished burying it, and start walking out of the woods, a cop comes up to me.
"Hey, kid.", he tells me making me turn around.
I feel my heart in my throat.
"What are you doing getting out of the woods at this time?", he asks me and I don't know what to say.
"Umm... I was just walking... you know, trying to get tired.", I tell him and he looks at me suspiciously.
"Well, anyways, here.", he says giving me a wanted paper with a man in the picture.
"If you see this guys call us.", he tells me and walks away.
"And kid, don't be out at this time alone. Many murderers and criminals lose you know?", he tells me and I nod.
"Yeah , ok.", I tell him and he drives off.
That was freaking close, but I need to calm down. I can't go to jail, not now.
2 Weeks later
Brittany's POV:
I'm sitting still in this hospital bed, as I try to write my name on a paper. My hand trembles while I try to grab the pen, and when I finally grab it and try to write it draws a line. I throw my pen in frustration.
"Shit!", I scream to myself.
"I see you're getting better."
I hear someone say and when I see, it's the girl who was always here with my mom and Quinn. I look down shyly and ashamed. She bends over and grabs the pen I threw, and can't help but be aroused, I looked down and thankfully it's not erect. She gives me the pen and puts her book bag on the chair, while she sits in my hospital bed.
"How are you feeling today?", she asks and I can't help but oddly feel my heart flutter.
"I'm trying to write my name,but I can't.I keep drawing stupid lines, and ruining paper.", I tell her and she frowns.
"Look, Brittany, you have to take it easy. You went through brain surgery and the person hit you hard making you forget how to do some things.", she tells me and I grunt.
"Yes I know, but I feel stupid."
"Hey, you're not stupid. Just...Step by step, ok?", she tells me.
When she says the last part, I remember telling someone the same thing. My eyes go wide and I look at her and smile widely.
"I told someone the same thing. 'Step by step'.", I tell her and she smiles.
We get so happy that we hug and her smell makes me hug her tightly. We separate slowly and she looks at me and then my lips.
"Anyways, how was school?", I ask her getting her out of trance.
"Boring without you.", she says and I laugh because she's always saying that.
There's a knock on the door, and I hear someone step in and see the police officer that questioned me the first time. He looks at Santana and smiles and she returns the gesture making me feel a burning sensation in my stomach.
"How are you Ms. Pierce,Ms. Lopez ?", he asks and I can't help but feel annoyed.
"We are fine. What are you doing here?", I ask him in an annoyed tone and they both look at me.
"Ummm...we're here to ask you about your attacker. Some questions to see if you can remember him.", he tells me and I nod.
"Ok .", I tell him and he clears his throat.
"Do you remember what you were doing before being attacked?", he asks.
I start shoving through my memories, and start getting a headache. After the headache I close my eyes and remember something.
"I was getting out of my car.", I tell him and he nods.
"Ok. Can you try to remember what happened next?", he asked and I try to remember again.
Suddenly I start to focus on when I got out of my car, I start to whimper by the pain I have and then I feel something hit my back, and scream in pain.
"Britt, take it easy.", Santana tells me and I shake my head.
"No, something hit my back. Something hard.", I tell him and he nods.
"You're doing great keep going.", he tells me and I nod
"No. I think its enough.", Santana says and I shake my head.
"Santana I can do this."
"You're pushing yourself too hard Britt.", she tells me.
"Well maybe that's what I need, to push myself harder.", I tell her with a bit of attitude and she shakes her head and leaves.
"Want to keep going?", the officer asks and I nod.
"Yeah."
After trying again I can't seem to find anything else, and I groan in frustration. The police officer looks at me and pats my good leg, and I jump.
"Hey did I hurt you?", he asks and I shake my head.
"No, I just remember something, a bat.", I tell him and he smiles widely.
"A bat?The person hit you with a bat?!", he asks enthusiastically and I nod and smile at him.
"Yeah.", I tell him and he writes it in his notepad.
"Ok. Lets stop here and I'll show you one of the suspects. Your girlfriend thinks it would've been him.", he tells me and I wait for him to show me.
When I see a paper of the suspect I look at his features and start shaking my head. He looks at me confused and asks.
"What's wrong?"
"Nothing. It's just the person didn't have green eyes.", I tell him and another headache comes.
"Shit.", I say because it hurts like hell.
"Ok. I think its enough.I'll come back tomorrow ok?", he tells me and I nod.
"You did great Brittany."
"Thanks.", I tell him and he waves and leaves.
I sigh, and I keep forcing myself to think about that night, but nothing. I close my eyes and let sleep take over.
One month later
Santana POV:
Weeks passed and I was there for Brittany, even if she sometimes was stubborn, I loved the fight she put to remember even if she got headaches. I helped her start walking and standing by her broken ribs and I'm impressed by how tolerant she was, today she gets out of the hospital. I'm happy but scared at the same time, when the police told me that Brittany said the attacker didn't have green eyes, I was surprised but scared that he's out there. I get to the hospital and went to her room, to see her all dressed up in shorts and the green shirt I loved to see her was trying to write her name again, but she groaned and threw it back to her bag.
"Hey, ready to go home.", I tell her and she smiles at me almost glowing.
"Yeah. I can't wait.", she tells me and I nod.
"So is your mom here?", I ask her and she nods.
Brittany's mom and I have been getting along, she's grateful that other than Quinn, I'm here to lend her a hand.
"Where's Quinn?", she asks me.
"She said she'll meet you when you get home. And that she has news.", I tell her and move forward to fix her shirt.
"News? Good news right?", she asks me confused.
"Believe me, it's surprisingly good.", I tell her and she looks at me and smiles.
"You know?Why won't you tell me?", she asks me our eyes meeting and she blinks several times.
She takes her hand and touches my face gently stroking my cheek. I lean-to her touch, and close my eyes enjoying the feeling.
"I want to remember you. I don't know why, but I promise to remember you.", she says and kiss her hand.
I know it's not my best chapter, but lets see what happens next.
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