Amnesia – Tony Stark

"Karolynn!" A male voice yelled, making me turn round to see a good looking man running over to me. I frowned a little when he stopped in front of me, giving me a weird look. "Why are you scowling at me? It's me Tony, I know it's been a few years but surely you haven't forgotten me." he chuckled.

"I don't know you." I said, solely backing away. His face fell as he realised I was serious.

"You do! You, we worked together and you were my best friend. What happened to you Lynn?" The nickname he gave me tried to trigger something, but I still couldn't remember.

"I had an accident when I was seventeen. I have amnesia and can't remember anything before that time." I explained simply, making the light in his eyes slowly dim away. I felt a little bad, obviously he did know me before; but I couldn't remember him. "I'm sorry I don't remember you."

"No, no it's okay. It's not your fault Lynn, but I'll think of something that can help you get your memories back." His expression seemed to signal that there was something more he wasn't telling me and I had a hunch of what it was.

"Before my accident, were we, anything more than best friends?" I asked, making his eyes widen as he looked at me. He stammered a little which kinda answered the question for me.

"We were for a couple months, but you didn't like the way I was turning out. You didn't like the way the company was making me, so you broke it off. I don't blame you at all, I know now that I was selfish and being a little prattish towards you. If I could take it back and just be like how it was in the beginning I would."

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The encounter with Tony this morning had made me annoyed throughout the rest of the day as I kept on feeling a nagging at the back of my mind as if I knew something, but the illness I had wouldn't let me remember what it was. It was times like these that I really hated that accident, it ruined my life in a way seeing as I can't remember people from my past, people who I was really close with no matter how egotistical they were.

I groaned and rolled over so I was curled up on my side with the duvet tucked under my chin, staring at the blank wall straight opposite me; willing for either the headache to go away or the memories to magically come back to me. I huffed slightly and shut my eyes, willing my mind to calm so I could at least get a few hours' sleep. My mind was willing to cooperate only if Tony's face was stuck right in front of me, all I could picture was the face of Tony Stark behind my eyelids.

My eyes snapped open and I sat up, letting the covers bunch up in my lap as I flicked the light back on.

"He never told me his last name." I said to myself. "Tony Stark. Oh my god!" I fumbled around for my phone as a number came into my head and I nearly tipped over the side of my bed as I reached down for my mobile that had fallen off the table in my haste. I tapped in the number and pressed the phone up to my ear, chewing on my bottom lip as I waited for someone to answer.

"Hello?" My heartbeat increased as I recognised the voice from the other end of the phone.

"Tony?" I asked, receiving a sharp gasp in response to my question. "Your last name's Stark, isn't it? And this is your number from when we were together? I'm remembering little things, they're just flashes though."

"Would, do you wanna come round? See if you remember anything else?" he asked, making me nod before remembering that he couldn't see me.

"Sure."

"If you do start remembering, I just want you to know that I'm sorry." He said quietly, making something inside my chest flutter from his apology.

"Tony, the past doesn't matter all that much to me anymore. We can start anew; maybe we can both have a second chance."

"I hope so, because I should have never let you go."