I can hear the voices. I can feel the needles poking me. I can feel the pain everywhere in my body. I can smell the awful hospital smell. I feel it’s the first time I’m feeling things. I’m sore all over.
But I can’t move a limb, or open my eyes. I can’t even listen properly. It’s only jumbled voices that fall in my ears.
After what seems like ages I hear a male voice, finally being able to hear a few words, “Mike...doctor...call us.”
Somewhere someone is crying out loudly.
Mike, the name pulls something in my brain. That voice also begs me to remember something. But what?
A door closes. The crying sound goes away. Someone comes and takes my hand.
“Alexis, sweetheart, can you hear me?” a different voice said.
Of course I could hear him. But I couldn’t move. Couldn’t do a thing.
Alexis! That’s my name! Finally some memory surfaces. Me. I’m Alexis Redfort!
“I’m sorry that you are in this mess. I’m sorry I didn’t try enough to help you. I’m sorry for everything I did. I hope you can forgive me. Please just wake up. Don’t forgive me but be alive. Please.”
I am pretty sure that voice was crying now. He squeezed my hands. They were so warm and nice.
Oh god that voice was Mike’s. My best friend Mike! But what was he saying? Why was he saying all that? What did he do? Or rather didn’t do? I struggled to find memories of us, deep in my brain, but not a single one came. How can I not remember a single moment with him? What’s happening to me?
Then somewhere something started beeping loudly. The pain was overwhelming. Mike’s hand left mine and he started shaking me. It just hurt more.
“Doctor! Doctor!” Mike was shouting.
And I guess that was my first memory of my entire life and the last one before all sensations were lost again.
A.N. Ok I know it’s toooo short but I’ll update soon if you’ll like it.