Chapter 9: Losing Blood and Gaining Memories

Me: I'm on a roll today. This the fastest I ever updated anything.

James: You got any pie?

Me: I think...in the fridge?

James: *leaves, then returns eating pie*

Me:...ok. So, enjoy the story. I do not own anything but the plot and my OC's. I don't even own my pie 'cause James is eating it.

James: *blueberry pie filing on his face* Good pie.

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10pm
November 14, 2011

Hailey's POV

I pulled myself from under the crushed car. It was hard enough when one leg was broken.

When I looked up, I saw a flash of red and blue sirens. During the rush of police and paramedics, only one question was on my mind.

Are my friends ok?

From the looks of the damage, the car that hit us was a BMW Sedan. It hit the drivers' side of our car, so Logan might be the most injured.
(The girls know a lot about cars...especially German engineed cars)

I felt someone's hand on my shoulder. I looked behind me to see James, Kendall, Carlos, Melody and Samantha.

After helping me up, James gave me a bear hug to comfort me. (And help me keep my balance.)

Then, I saw them. It was the scariest thing I've seen in my entire life.

Carlos' POV

The paramedics and firefighters pulled out Logan and Alena's bodies. They were both unconscious. For a minute, I couldn't breath.

Logan had blood dripping from his head. The blue t-shirt he wore was almost a purple color. A small piece of glass was stuck inside his right arm.

I felt like puking up the popcorn and corndogs from the theather. But, then I saw Alena, and she looked worse.

Alena had a medium-sized piece of glass in her head. Her left arm was in an unnatural position. The white t-shirt she wore was a dark blood red color.

That's when I threw up everything I had eaten. Even the pancakes from this morning. I felt a pair of hands patting my back and saw Sam asking for water.

Once I finally stopped puking and drank some water, I listened to the paramedics. One of them said "Critical Condition."

Critical Condition

Logan taught me about that last year in Health Class. He said that you never want to hear critical condition if the person they're talking about is someone close to you.

I felt tears falling from my eyes. My best friends are close to death.

Kendall's POV

I sat quietly as one of the paramedics, named Brad, checked my injuries.

"You're lucky, Kendall. You have very little injuries. Just a few cuts and bruises." Brad told me.

I watched as Logan and Alena were wheeled into the ambulance. Brad sighed.

"Only one person can ride with them. Anyone?" I looked at Samantha, who was crying.

It's her best friend and Logan has a crush on her.

"I say Sam goes. She closer to Brad than anyone right now." My friends looked at me.

"Sam, you're going to the hospital in the ambulance." James told the brunette. She nodded and walked into the ambulance.

Once the ambulance left, we realized something.

"How are we getting to the hospital? We can't call our producers or they'll know we were together again." Melody spoke up.

"Need a ride to the hospital?" I looked up to see Officer Peanut. He was transfered 3 years after Alena's dissapearance. "We can get you guys there."

"Yea, thanks." James, Carlos and I piled into one police car while Autumn and Hailey sat in another police car.

At the St. John's Hospital
10:20pm
(I was born at this hospital in NY. It's not there anymore. D':)

There was silence in the hospital except for the usual phone ringing from the front desk and doctors talking.

No one wanted, or needed to say a word.

Carlos was throwing his helmet between his hands, a frown plastered on his face.

James was looking at the wall, his lucky comb and small mirror still on the floor from when they fell a few minutes ago.

Melody was looking at the floor, no expression on her face or in her eyes.

Samantha was looking at the ceiling. Her "endless" smile gone.

Hailey was in hospital room 215, getting stitches for her broken leg.

Ring, Ding Ding Ding Dinga Dinga Ding Ding

It's all about the ringtone that I sing

Ring, Ding Ding Ding Dinga Dinga Ding Ding

I picked up my phone.
(Kendall/Ms. Knight)

Hello?

Kendall Donald Knight, where are you? It's 10:30 and you said the movie was only an hour and a half long.

Mom, we're at the...hospitial. We were in a bad car accident.

Oh, my...Are you ok?

Yes, I'm ok. But, Logan, Hailey and Jazzmine aren't. Hailey broke her leg, but we're not sure about Logan and Jazzmine.

Ok. I'll wake up Katie and we'll be there as soon as we can.

I hung up and sighed. A doctor about James' height stood in front of the recerptionist desk. He had dark black hair and blue eyes.

"Logan Mitchell and Alena Mitchell." I stood up, my legs a bit numb from sitting for so long.

"Are you family?" The doctor asked.

"Yes." We all looked at Samantha. "Alena's my adopted sister. Let...me...see...her."

"Ok. My name is Doctor Schmidt and I am in the care of the twins. Logan has a scraped bone from the glass, two broken ribs and a little blood loss in the brain. No surgery was needed. He's awake right now in room 214."

I relaxed slightly. Logan was ok.

"But, Alena is a bit worse. She has small stitches in her brain from the glass and her right arm is broken. She is also in a small coma. The longest we presume she'll be asleep is 1-4 months. Her room is number 213."

Sam's POV

My heart dropped like a stone dropped in a lake.

A coma? My crazy best friend was in a coma?

I stood up and grabbed Dr. Schmidt by his collar, surprising him and my friends.

"Is this some kind of sick JOKE?" I growled, venom dripping from every word.

"No, Miss Samantha. I assure this is not a-" I punched him in the face. He fell to the ground from the impact.

That...felt...AWESOME!

"DUDE!" I looked behind me to see Carlos. "You don't have to punch the doctor! He's trying to help."

I felt my blood pressure rising, temperature boiling. My hands felt cold and wet.

Without thinking, I punched Carlos. But, surprisingly, I missed him by an inch.

"Calm down, Sam." Melody looked at me, her eyes begging me to calm down before...it happens.

"I'm going outside." I ran outside before anyone could catch me.

I sat under a tree, just watching one of the rare star-filled nights.

9 years ago
Apopka, Florida

The two 7 year old friends, Alena and Samantha, were watching the sky late at night for a shooting star.
The warm nighttime summer air was calming.

"Are you sure you're ok?" Samantha asked.

Alena sighed. "I miss Logan. And James...and Kendall...and Carlos."

"How come you can't just go home?" Alena shook her head.

"If anyone calls the police, he'll kill me. If I run away, he'll shoot me down. I'm just scared." Sam noticed the tears falling from her friends' eyes.

Sam pulled Alena into a hug. "It's ok. I heard that we learn about maps next year. After you turn eight, we'll find a way back to...Minnesota."

The younger brunette smiled slightly. She looked up at the sky. "Hey, look at that star pattern."

Sam followed her friends' gaze to see a strange pattern.

"Apopka Friends Forever." The two girls smiled.

"When we go to Minnesota, will you still be my best friend?" Alena asked.

"Of course! Not even death can seperate the friendship between us." Sam smiled.

Normal POV

Sam let the tears fall free from her eyes. They never did get to go to Minnesota to reunite Alena and Logan.

Alena couldn't even remember who Logan was. She looked up to see the same "Apopka Friends Forever" pattern in the stars.

Sighing, Sam calmely walked back into the hospital and sat down in a chair.

Doctor Schmidt came back out of Logan's room, an ice pack on his left eye.

"You can all see Logan now, but he requested Samantha first." The brunette in question looked up from her seat.

"Sorry about your...eye." She whispered as she headed to Logan's room.

Sam walked into Logan's room. There was bandages around his head and a red helmet.

Logan looked at Sam and smiled, causing her to blush slightly.

"Hey, Logan. How come you wanted to see me first...and what's with the helmet?"

"Helmet's for protection just for a couple days. And I wanted to talk to you about Alena, since she seems to be closer to you."

Sam sat on the chair next to Logan's bed. "What do you want to know?"

Alena's POV

Oww. Why is it so dark? Am I dead?

"No, you are not dead." A voice growled.

I yelped. Turning around I saw a girl that looked like...me.

"Where am I?" She smiled.

"You're in your memory bank. You can't remember anything before you're eight birthday, am I right?" I nodded my head.

"Not to be rude, but do I know you?"

"That doesn't matter right now. Just call me Octavia" She explained. "I need you to close your eyes and count to three." I nodded and closed my eyes.

"1...2...3." I opened my eyes to see a hospital. "Is this the hospital I'm in?"

"No. But, it holds two memories. One you never remembered and one you had to change." Octavia explained.

Someday Memorial Hospital
October 8, 1994
16 years ago.

"PUSH! Come on, just one more big push. You're doing great Bethany." Spencer Mitchell urged his wife.

Bethany screamed until she heard a cry. "It's a healthy boy." The doctor proudly proclaimed.

"Oh...he's so beautiful." Bethany said, breathing shallow.

"Uh-oh. Looks like we're not done." Doctor Maslow said.

"What? We thought it was only one." Spencer said, slightly surprised.

"Nope. You're having twins." Bethany's stomach rippled, then she screamed.

Another smaller cry was heard.

"Congratulations. It's a girl." Doctor Maslow proclaimed.

After the twins were cut (umbecial cords) and cleaned, the doctors gave the boy to Bethany and the girl to Spencer.

"They're so beautiful. What should we name them?" Spencer asked.

"I think...Hortense is a wonderful name for our little boy." Bethany smiled, holding the newborn genius.

"And she looks like a...Lillian. So...Lily would be a perfect name for her." Spencer smirked, holding the newborn ball of energy.

I felt my eyes tear up. Then, I realized something.

"Hey, if I was born with the name Lily, then why is my name Alena?" I asked, wiping my tears away.

"Actually, your real name is Jazzmine. And that is another memory we'll have to visit from when you were three." She proclaimed.

Me: Yep, another cliffhanger...kind of.

Logan: *running around* just keep swimming, just keep swimming

Me: O.O

Jazzy: WHO THE [BEEEP] GAVE LOGAN CANDY

Carlos and Kendall: *hides bags of candy behind their backs* I don't know.

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