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Chapter 8: Blank

~~~A much disoriented Edward's point of view~~~

"Edward?" I heard my mother say. My gosh! Couldn't she give me at least five more minutes before waking me up for school? I hardly remember yesterday. It seemed to go by in just a blur. The last thing I remembered was walking into Mr. Banner's boring classroom and seeing the date on the calendar. It said that there was only a day and a half left of my junior year. Then I'd be a senior.

"Edward…?" Esme said again. I slowly opened my eyes. The brightness was almost blinding. I also had a really bad headache and my left arm and leg were stiff. I tried to sit up, but wasn't able to because of the instant wave of nausea. What the hell?

I looked around and realized that I wasn't in my bedroom. I was in a hospital room. My heart rate sped up. Why was I here?

"Edward, honey, it's okay." Esme soothed me. She had obviously been crying. She reached out a hand and ran it through my hair. I lay back down.

"Mom?" I was surprised at how raspy and rough my voice was. I was starting to panic. How could I have gone from being perfectly fine and in school to being in – what I now realized – as casts? "Wh - …what happened to me?" I reached a hand up, noticing that there were IVs and tubes hooked to it through needles, and found the sore spot on my forehead. I felt stitches. What had happened that was bad enough for me to have stitches?

She scooted the chair she was sitting in a little closer to my bed. "You don't remember?" She looked very concerned.

"No." I said, frustrated and a little sharper than I intended. Would someone please just give me some damn answers?

"Edward…you and Bella were in a wreck…" Her voice trailed off. That wasn't a good sign.

Wait….What? Bella? My mind started racing. "Bella? Where is she? Is she alright? Please tell me mom! I need to know!" I demanded, fueling the headache I already had.

I don't know what it was, but I felt insanely protective over Bella. Even though I had a girlfriend, Jessica Stanley, who I had dearly loved since freshman year, I had loved Bella all my life…in my own way. I would never forgive myself if something happened to Bella. I assumed I had been driving, as that would be the gentlemanly thing to do.

"She's fine. She just suffered a concussion, three broken ribs, and some bruises. You got the worst of it." Her voice faltered. Just then, my father came into the room.

"Edward…"He sighed, relieved. Once he was done being my father, he became the concerned doctor. "Now I already talked to your doctor and he said that all your vitals are good. Your leg and arm will be out of the casts in six to seven weeks and the stitches can be taken care of in about two weeks." He hung his head and pinched the bridge of his nose. "I'm just sorry that this happened to you on your graduation night."

"Yeah, me to." I answered. Then thought about it for a minute. "Wait…What? Graduation? I'm only a junior." I pointed out to my parents.

They looked at each other, alarmed. "Edward, what exactly do you remember?" Carlisle said with a shaky voice.

"I remember sitting with Bella and Jessica and Emmett and some other people at lunch. We all went our separate ways after that. Bella went ahead of me to Biology. I told her I'd meet up with her in a minute." I looked away from my parents. I didn't want to admit this last part. "That's when I went behind the school with Jessica. We made out and then went to our classes." I knew I had to be blushing deep red.

My mother started crying again. She leaned into my father and cried on his shoulder.

"Will somebody please tell me what the hell is going on?!" I demanded. This was beyond ridiculous. All I wanted was answers…

"What you described happened eleven months ago." Carlisle said, a silent tear streaking down his cheek.

My mind seemed to go on lockdown at that point. If that happened eleven months ago, then that meant I had already been through my senior year and graduated. I became very dizzy. This was all really confusing. "So…" I said, closing my eyes and pressing my palm to my forehead. "Where's Jessica?" I asked. Surly she would be worrying about me.

"That's another thing, Edward." Esme began. She came and sat on the bed resting her had on my shoulder. "You and Jessica broke up eight months ago. She moved away after that."

I don't think I could comprehend anything else. I spent a few second trying to wrap my head around all of this. My girlfriend of two and a half years was gone. I had graduated and been in a car accident with my best friend. What else was there? I felt nauseous again.

"There's one more thing." Carlisle said.

"What?" I scoffed. "What else cam there possibly be? I mean, I'm a single, brain damaged, high school graduate. And I didn't know any of this until ten minutes ago when you walked in here!" My head was throbbing.

"I think it's time you talked to Bella." Carlisle said leaving the room. Esme said she was going to get a nurse and left too.

I closed my eyes and tried to remember an inkling of what happened. Then I heard someone come into the room. I opened my eyes and Bella was standing at the foot of my bed, tear marks on her face. My heart broke to see her so unhappy.

I just realized something; this scenario, Edward and Bella crashing on their graduation night and Edward having memory loss, it the exact same thing that happened to my cousin Evan and his girlfriend.

Anyway, please review!!

~Kelli(jellyjo2014)~