Chapter Three ~ Questions and No Answers
I could feel and hear my heart pounding.
Funny, I was feeling numb all over. No wonder the heart monitor wasn't singing.
There was a choked sound and the sound of someone patting someone. The doctor was silent.
"No wonder she doesn't remember me," Natalie said, quietly.
"And couldn't recall our faces…" muttered James. "The piercing was recent…"
Henry cleared his throat and spoke up, "She's very sensitive at the moment but her condition is stable. Although her mind will not recall anything, her body will remember everyone."
It was quiet for a while and then there was a rustling sound.
"I know it's hard for you…but it's just as hard for all of us." Melinda said softly. Henry sighed.
"I'm sure you will be able to win her -"
Win me what? Who's going to win me what?
"Will she regain her memories?" interrupted Danny, softly.
Idiot! He just ruined Henry's sentence! I might have been able to catch a very important piece of information!
"She might. It all depends on her brain condition. Once her brain swells down, she might be able to remember everything."
"I don't like this 'might'," James said, uncomfortably.
"Well, we'll see after a few weeks if she can remember anything. If she remembers much from the past, that's a good sign. But if she doesn't recall anything, don't push her too hard. If she happens to get her memories too suddenly, she'll get a fright and end up coming back here," The doctor said. There was a tense silence and then Melinda quietly said something. Something….that I couldn't catch.
I heard footsteps and felt a gentle hand slowly stroke my hair. The perfume the person wore indicated that it was Melinda. I felt her lips against my forehead and then it was gone.
I wanted to open my eyes and grab onto her hand and make her tell me that everything was going to be okay. But…I couldn't.
Anyway, it wasn't like I was strong enough to move a muscle…
"Everyone, please keep in mind that talking about the crash will frighten her so try to tell it to her as slowly as possible," Henry said.
"Of course. Thank you again for saving her, Henry," Natalie said, her voice filling with gratefulness.
"Saving Kitty's life is nothing you should thank me for. We should thank God for saving her life at all."
"We'll see you guys later. I have to get Starla, now," Melinda said softly as she walked away from me. I could hear a bit of longing in her voice. I would've smile if I could've but I couldn't. I couldn't believe this. I had lost my memories. Of one year. Shit.
It would seriously have been better if I was asleep for one year…
Then again, it increases the risk of getting fat.
But on the one hand, they wouldn't be able to feed me junk stuff because of the coma thing. However, on the other hand, they might not feed me enough and I would end up looking like a sunken skeleton.
I suppose losing a memory of one year is sort of better than sleeping for one year…
No wonder Danny and James have gotten so…muscled. I bet Starla's a big girl now, too.
Great. One year had passed and I probably had a boyfriend somewhere…or not. Maybe I was still too cut up about Troy to get another one. Or maybe because I'm not gorgeous or anything. I've got a very slightly round tummy. I've been exercising to get rid of it. It seemed to have been progressing. At least, until I lost my memories.
The good doctor and Melinda bud farewell and left the room. I heard nothing but silence among the boys.
"Dude, it's going to be okay," Danny said, breaking the silence and patting….someone…or the stranger, I guess? Yeah, like he would pat the chair.
Knowing Danny, he would most likely do that anyway.
"Sure it will," said the sexy male, softly. Aww, the poor guy. I wonder what was up with him.
"Well, you can keep feeling sorry for yourself. I'm going to go get something for Kitty to eat," Natalie said. There were footsteps and then the door opened and then closed again.
"Damn, she's cold," said Danny in an awed voice.
"But she's right, you know," said the sexy voice.
"About the food or the sorry part?" added James, in confusion.
"The food part. Kitty really does need to eat…." Stated the sexy voice.
Seriously? And here I was, thinking he was agreeing with Natalie about the 'sorry' part. Did this guy have no feelings?
"I figured…" answered James, sounding like he just got the answer to some mystery question….
Now I need some answers.
I slowly opened my eyes, not wanting to blind myself again. I blinked several times at the bright daylight sweeping into my ….hospital room.
Hah, sunlight. You have failed to blind me this time!
I looked around and spotted James and Danny standing with an extremely hot guy…all of whom were staring at me. I instantly got self-conscious. I mean, what girl wouldn't be?
You're lying down in bed for, like, five days now?
Without shower, without deodorant, without perfume and without brushing her hair, adding to that pile with the fact that she might have looked like a sunken skeleton. I probably looked messed up. No, not probably. I DID look messed up. And I didn't even check myself out in the mirror….
I tried to get up and that was not such a good choice on my part. My head decided to take a trip on the rollercoaster and my body became jelly. Oh and plus my injured leg decided to scream for attention as well. Yeah, like I wasn't getting enough of that already.
I started to slip down from the pain, but thank Danny who noticed my fail attempt at sitting up and rushed over to help me. Who knew sitting up would be so painful or troublesome? I totally have new respect for babies when they can't sit up. Clearly, it involved energy. A lot of energy.
James came over immediately, his and Danny's eyes raking my face, wondering how much I'd heard or checking if I was hurt. Such mothers.
Danny gently laid me back down and I secretly felt relieved. My head slowly cleared and I breathed easier.
The boy stood off to one side, just staring at me. I blushed in embarrassment. See, this was the thing with redheads. We blush too easily.
"What? Why are you staring at me?" I asked the stranger, feeling flattered and uneasy at the same time. Can you feel that at the same time? That was weird.
"Kitty, do remember who he is? Can you remember?" asked Danny. I didn't miss out the way he pressed on the word 'can'. I shrugged. I turned and looked at the gorgeous stranger.
Tall, leaned and well built, the stranger had a mass of gorgeous dark hair and the most incredible green eyes. His jaw line and straight nose was something that models would kill for. And I'm not exaggerating. Well, maybe I am. I don't know. But it's true…at any case.
My eyes widened and I wanted to kick myself at my own stupidity.
"Chris? Chris Hunter?" I asked, my mouth popping open. What the hell was he doing here? The bully who thought of me as nothing but his best friend's little sister.
Chris smiled, although the expression did not reach his eyes. As if on cue, my heart started singing….which made the heart monitor start screaming. Clearly, my heart sang terribly.
"What the -? Kitty, are you okay? Are you hurt?" asked Danny, his voice loud and worried. His hands fluttered uselessly around me.
Shoot me, please.
Just shoot me. They heard my heart reacting! Why? Why? WHY? Ugggh!
"Should we get the nurse? Doc? Do you need pain-killers?" asked James in a similar loud and worried tone. I glared up at both of them, hoping to chase away the flame of embarrassment in my cheeks.
"Do you remember anything? Is that why your heartbeats increased?" asked Danny, bringing a hand to my forehead. I tried to avoid his touch but he easily stopped me, frowning a little. "Temperature's up."
James frowned. "She's red as well. Did you catch a fever?"
I shrugged at Danny and James. Well obviously, my face was red and heated from the humiliation of my singing-heart-slash-screaming-monitor.
"Nope, no fever…" I muttered.
Chris just chuckled.
He probably found this situation highly amusing.
"Her reaction to me," he said. I glared at him. Yeah, that was so not funny. Mainly because he was right.
But it wasn't me. It was my stupid, stupid, stupid heart.
James and Danny paused in their mothering and then glanced at him. I wasn't sure if he was teasing or tired, because both sounded in his tone. Chris looked at James and Danny.
"Same as me," was all he said.
"Okay, I'm lost. What are you talking about?" I asked, my eyes flickering to both of them. Danny shrugged, turning his back on Chris and looking at me.
"Kitty, do you remember anything at all about Chris?"
"Uh. Maybe. You know, I would've asked why you are asking such weird questions, but I already know why. I was in a coma, right? Five days? No…wait. Four days? Uhm…I lost my memory thanks to the swelling of my brain," I said, feeling pretty proud of myself. Danny and James stared at me, wide-eyed. So did Chris.
"You were already awake. Why didn't you say anything?" asked Chris, confused. I huffed at him.
"Because then I wouldn't know why I was in the hospital. Come to think of it. Why are you here?" I asked, frowning at him. Chris shrugged and stared at something over my shoulder. Which was to say, my pillow.
"Do you remember anything about me?" he asked. I frowned again. What kind of question was that?
"Well, yeah. You're my brother's best friend. You're a huge jerk and just as huge a player. You act like Casanova. Oh and by the way, Casanova is not cool. He's stupid and a heart breaker," I said, narrowing my eyes at him. Chris seemed extremely startled by my great description of him that he actually had a horror-struck expression on his face. It was pretty hilarious but I had no idea why I didn't laugh. I could've if I wanted to but I didn't. And that was weird. This was a free country after all.
"Anything between us that you remember?" he asked through gritted teeth. I thought about it.
Wait. Why was I thinking about it? He had that Bitchy Lindsay's sidekick, Slutty Amber. Oh, wait. Was it the other way around? Yeah…I think she was running after him that time. I remember being so jealous that I didn't talk to Chris for days.
"Well, no. You thought of me only as Jesse's little sister. I hope you can remember that," I said, pleasantly. What I really wanted to do was throttle him. Chris's expression became torn and pained, something I didn't understand.
"Nothing at all?" he pleaded. I gritted my teeth.
"No, Chris," I felt shivers run up my spine when I said his name, "Nothing at all. Why? It's not like something interesting happened. At any case, you're Casanova and I'm Jesse's little sister whose heart is supposed to be breaking from that stupid, humiliating break up last night with Troy!" I shouted. I struggled to keep my voice under control and closed my eyes.
"Yes, Casanova. Troy," I said with my eyes still closed.
"Don't call me that," Chris snapped. My eyes popped open again and I glared at him. Or at least tried to. His face was hard and angry at first but then we locked gazes; his eyes seemed to darken in the middle and actually seemed to soften.
"Troy was cheating on me with Bitchy Lindsay," I said, now thoroughly depressed. Danny patted my shoulder, comfortingly. Really, this boy likes patting.
"You don't love him," He said, quietly. I bit down on my bottom lip, staring at the end of my bed.
"Don't I? I don't know. I think I still do. Or maybe not…but I don't know. Everything's just so…confusing."
There was a choked sound from Chris and I looked at him in confusion. Did he just choke on his own saliva?
He smiled quickly, looking totally forced. He coughed and said, "I have to go….I have…some things…I need to…um…attend to."
He stumbled backwards, spun and dashed out of the door, bumping into a chair and making it topple on his way out.
"Hey!" Came Natalie's defiant cry. Then she appeared in the doorway, holding what looked like a delivery bag of Chinese food. "Geez, what's his problem?"
"Food!" I cried out in delight, my eyes watering at the sight of food. Natalie laughed as she came over, handing the plastic bag to James as she took out two cartons of what looked like noodles.
"Oh my God! Do you know how much I've missed having food? You're a life savior, Natalie!" I said, staring at her with eyes which I was sure were filled with stars and tears of joy.
"Kitty….you really haven't changed at all…." James said, after a pause. "Are you sure you're not holding out on us with the memory loss thing?"
I glared at him, feeling highly offended. "Of course I'm not. Now shut up and eat your noodles!"
"How are you feeling, Kitty?" asked Henry as he checked my vital fluids in the overhead thingy. I gave him a little scowl.
"Anti-social which is to say….not fine, Henry. Nobody's telling me anything! What's happened to me? Why…am I in this condition?" I asked. Henry didn't say anything but he scribbled down something in his clipboard.
"Besides your usual complaints about information, how are you feeling?"
"Okay, I guess. It sucks that I'm not allowed visitors, though…"
It's been a week since I woke up and I am completely proud of myself for being able to sit up and stuff. Of course, if I wanted to walk around, I needed clutches because of my damn broken leg.
Henry smiled as he turned to me a little, his eyes now focusing on my leg. He reached over and slightly adjusted the cast so that it rested comfortably on the bed. "I have good news for you, Kitty."
"Oh, brilliant! I need the news! I mean, I haven't seen anybody for the past week!" I said, sighing dramatically. Henry chuckled.
"I've already given the 'okay' for visitors to visit you again. You can move just fine and your brain seems okay."
"What about the swell?" I asked, nervously. Henry met my eyes and paused.
"It's gone down due to less stress of the people around you. Your memories have a chance of coming back, but if you get stressed, you're going to lose any chance of getting those memories back," he said, seriously. He moved over to the windows and pulled back the curtains to allow the sunlight in.
I narrowed my eyes against the sudden brightness of the room. I swear, I have a fear that I might just be turning into a vampire. Hopefully not the type that sparkles in the sun…
"So, as long as I don't stress about anything….I'll remember everything?" I asked, quirking an eyebrow as my eyes adjusted to the brightness of the room. "That's easy."
Henry chuckled again as he made his way towards the door. "Not as easy as you think, Kitty. Now, get some rest and try not to move around otherwise I might have to confiscate your crutches."
As the door closed after Henry, I sighed. The day couldn't get any more boring.
I was itching for a shower. It's been two weeks since I last saw a shower cubicle. The nurses were good enough to bring me a basin and a glass of drinking water to brush my teeth….but still.
I wanted to properly give my body the hygiene it needed. I had a very bad feeling about my smell and I prayed to God that Chris wasn't coming with Jesse today.
No matter how much I loathe him…he was still a hottie and I was still a girl.
There was a knock and a nurse popped her head in. "Ms. Hollands? You have some visitors."
"Ah…who is it -" I started, but was ungraciously interrupted by a bunch of people talking.
"Excuse me. Ah, sorry, did I push you? Sorry!" Natalie exclaimed from behind the door. I heard the nurse laughing gently and assuring her that it was okay.
"Move it, fatty!" Danny complained loudly. There was a thud and another voice joined them.
"Jeez, you're the fatty!" said James, sounding annoyed. I felt a smile getting drawn on my face as Natalie entered, carrying a duffel bag and a breathless expression on her face. Her pretty blond hair was tied up in a tight bun and she wore a track suit.
Behind her, Danny and James walked in, arguing the whole time.
Danny was holding a laptop bag and James was carrying a plastic bag with weird looking objects inside.
If I didn't know any better, I would have said that they were coming to have a picnic with me or something…
The nurse popped her head back in and angrily hushed them. "Please refrain from making too much noise! This is a hospital, not a school yard!" she scolded before closing the door behind her.
Jamie and Danny just glared at each other and I laughed. "Hey, guys!" I greeted, delighted at seeing them again. Natalie grinned, walking over to me and giving me a hug.
"Hey, Kitty. It's good to see you're doing well," she said, observantly. I nodded and shrugged.
"I'm completely fine. It's just the leg. What have you got in the bag?" I asked, curiously. Natalie beamed at me and patted the bag.
"Beauty essentials. Since Henry told us you were okay, I figured you might want to resemble a girl again," she said cheerfully. James came up beside her and kissed my cheek.
"And we brought some KFC food since we know you like it…" James shrugged and gave me a big smile. "It's great to see you looking so full of life again."
Danny came up on the other side of Natalie and poked my cheek. "I brought a movie to watch. Because we have Henry on our side, the hospital rules can be tweaked a little…."
I just looked at him. Then, I gave him the exaggerated motion of rolling my eyes. Danny just snorted and flicked my forehead with his finger.
"That was mean!" I complained, rubbing my sore forehead. Danny just shrugged. James was in the process of taking out all the food cantons and arranging them while Natalie disappeared into the bathroom with the duffel bag.
She came back moments later and pulled back the blankets. "No offence intended to you, but you stink real bad."
"Thanks for pointing that out…." I muttered, dryly. Natalie laughed and helped me out of bed.
"Anyway, so I brought all the essentials needed for you to have a
"You are my hero, Natalie," I said, gratefully, as I limped my way to the bathroom. My arm wrapped around Natalie's shoulder so that she could help me move.
Once inside, Natalie shut the door and turned to me.
She quickly helped me out of the ugly hospital Johnny and into the shower, sticking her hand underneath to feel for the right temperature. I squeaked when the warm water hit my bare skin.
After I was showered and cleaned, I turned to face the mirror for the first time since I've been in the hospital. I gaped at what I saw. Natalie just grinned smugly from behind me.
The girl in the mirror was beautiful. Well, very pretty at least. Her red hair, damp from the shower, reached her shoulders and her face was sprinkled with freckles. Her (my) eyes were blue-gray and wide with surprise.
I became prettier!
I didn't know that. How hard had I worked to achieve this? While showering, I had noticed that I no longer had a round tummy, but a flat-as-pancake tummy.
I blinked a few times.
"Wow. Is that really me?" I asked Natalie, reaching out to poke my cheek. The girl in the mirror imitated me.
"Of course, silly. Who else would be standing with me?" Natalie laughed. I just stared at myself.
"This must be an illusion…."
Natalie just shook her head and rolled her pretty brown eyes. She helped me out of the bathroom and back into the bed.
I sat on the bed and carefully placed my leg in a comfortable position. "So, what movie are we watching?" I asked, adjusting the cast a little. There were some noises in the bathroom and then Natalie came out, closing the bathroom door behind her.
"Er, Kitty? Looks like you've got a visitor…" Natalie stage whispered from beside me. I blinked in surprise and then looked up in surprise.
There was a guy standing beside Danny and Jamie. Tall, with brown hair and twinkling brown eyes, he looked like a cute prince or something. Thank God for that shower!
Confused, I glanced at James and Danny who were glaring at him. Clearly they didn't like him. Very much. Or…at all….
"Er, hi. Who might you be?" I asked, smiling tentatively at him. The boy smiled wider.
"I'm your savior."
A/N: Lol, shoot! I thought it was thursday and then i found out it was actually Friday. I could get stupider xD Hahah anyway, hope u enjoyyy!! next chapter will be next thursday! ^_^ Love love!! ♥
To All my new readers, please don't read the comments because they may confuse you. I've edited it and things changed a bit. Sorry!