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Don't Forget To Remeber Me

Novel By: FutureMarinesGirl
Young adult



Can a friendship turn into something more?
Bailey Williams is an 18 year old marine brat with more strength then you can even imagine. After watching her father leave since she was little and having to fight for her life as well can change a person. But the one person who kept her sane was her best friend Jayden, who she is head over heels in love with. Can she keep from telling him her true feelings? Or will someone else come in and steal her from his grasp? Or will something even bigger than the three of them take Bailey away for good? I guess you will just have to read to find out…
***Sequel to My Hero's My Marines*** View table of contents...


Submitted:Dec 14, 2010    Reads: 783    Comments: 20    Likes: 5   


"What's it say Uncle Rodger?" I asked looking at the envelope in his hand. He smiled at me pulling out the dark paper from the large folder and putting it onto the light board.

"Well this is your brain." He pointed to me. "And it's completely normal. No bleeding. No swelling. No brain damage. You do have a concussion, most defiantly, but it wouldn't kill you." He nodded.
"So I can go home?" I said hopefully. Uncle Rodger's looked at me taking a deep breath.
"Do you promise to stay in the house and sleep?" I nodded.
"You don't know how great that sounds right now." I said looking at him.
"Okay you know that means no school, no work, no driving, no taking Harley out on long walks, no running." I looked at him in horror.
"But what if he has to go?" Taylor put his hand on my arm in support.
"Let him into the backyard to do his business. He's smart; he'll know what to do." I gave a little nod.
"I mean it Bailey. No nothing."
"I know Uncle Rodger. I get it. No nothing." I sighed folding my arms. "How long am I going to be out of school for?"
"Um, right now it's going to be a week, but don't worry about missing the days, I'm writing you a note so you don't have to worry about it. All you have to do is get better." I nodded. "And Bailey I will make sure I have either Landon, your Aunt, or me stopping by to make sure you aren't doing anything you shouldn't be doing."
"I get it Rodger." I snapped at him tired. He nodded.
"Marine you can drive her home right?" Taylor nodded.
"Yes Sir." Uncle Rodger nodded.
"Okay Bailey I will get the papers for you to sign for so you can leave." I nodded as a nurse came in and helped me get the IV out of my hand.
"You know I still don't know where you are from." I said leaning back in bed to look at Taylor.
"My family still lives in the same house we did our whole lives. It's in upstate California." I wrinkled my nose at him. "What?" He asked raising his eye brow at my reaction.
"That means you're a Hollywood Marine." He rolled his eyes.
"Yeah and your point is?" I shrugged giggling at his face.
"Nothing Hollywood." He rolled his eyes again making me smile.
"Whatever Blondie." Uncle Rodger came in and looked at us.
"What's so funny?"
"He's a Hollywood Marine." I giggled at Taylor's face again. Uncle Rodger rolled his eyes and handed me a clip broad and a pen.
"You need to sign here, here and here." He pointed. I signed and handed it back to him. He looked smiled, taking back the clipboard and looked at Taylor. "It was good to meet you Marine."
"You too Sir." Uncle Rodger looked at me.
"Why don't you two go get some dinner before you take her home." He said as I reached for my jeans to pull them on.
"But I thought I couldn't do anything." I smirked at him.
"You have to eat Bailey and from what your brother said when I called the house you didn't eat lunch so I going to say you have to eat dinner. Also I called in a prescription for some pain meds. You can just go pick them up when you need them. I will see you tomorrow Bails. Have a good night you two." With that and a wink, he left the room. I shook my head at him rolling my eyes. Taylor looked at me but turned around as I pulled on my bra and t-shirt. I slipped back into my hoodie but rubbed my arms at the cold feeling. Taylor handed me his sweat shirt and slipped it onto my cold figure.
"Better?" I nodded as he helped me out of the hospital. We got to my truck and stopped as he opened it. Harley's head popped up as I opened my door. He sniffed me and stepped forward for me to hug him. I kissed his head as he rubbed he head as me barking.
"Shhh Harley." I whispered as I felt my head ache coming back. He whimpered but got into the backseat putting his head in between the two front seats and laying it down. I sat down and hugged Taylor's sweatshirt to me as he got in and started to drive out of the hospital parking lot.
"Do you want to stop somewhere and get something or do you just was a drive thru?" Taylor asked as he drove.
"Can we stop somewhere?" I looked at him. "I could go for breakfast and Ice cream." He looked over at me and smiled. The next thing I know he is pulling into an IHOP. He came around to open my door for me.
"After you Ma'am." I took his hand as we walked to the restaurant. "Table for 2 please Ma'am." He smiled at the hostess. She nodded looking at her little chart before sitting us at a table away from everyone else. "Thank you Ma'am." I slid into the booth. I picked up the menu as Taylor looked at me.
"What Hollywood?" I asked looking at him.
"Nothing. What are you going to get?" I looked at the menu.
"Can I get a breakfast supreme?" He looked up from his menu.
"You're asking me?" I shrugged.
"It has pancakes, two eggs, bacon, sausage, hash browns, and fruit." My stomach growled at me.
"You know that sounds really good." He nodded. The waitress came over.
"What can I get you kids to drink?" She asked smiling at us.
"Can I have a chocolate milk please?" I asked. She nodded.
"Sure, and for you?" She looked at Taylor.
"Just a black coffee please." She nodded. "Sure, do you know what you want?" I nodded.
"Can I have a breakfast supreme?"
"Sure, how do you want your eggs?"
"Scrambled please."
"And for you Sir?"
"The same please." He handed her his menu. I handed her mine as she walked off.
"Bailey I have to tell you something." He looked at me as I looked up.
"What's wrong Hollywood?" I asked cocking my head to the side.
"Bailey, I'm leaving."




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