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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:Mar 4, 2011    Reads: 715    Comments: 21    Likes: 10   


"Thanks Uncle Rodger, we will be there soon." I said into my phone as I drove to the hospital with Taylor next to me.

"Alright sweetheart. I'll see you soon." He answered back at me hanging up the phone. I close my phone before I look over at Taylor to see him still staring out of the window.

"You alright Taylor?" He looked over at me and smiled.

"Yeah I just got a lot on my mind right now. Sorry." He put his hand on the armrest on the seat and looked at me.

"Don't say sorry. You didn't do anything." He chuckled.

"If only you knew…" He whispered to himself. I looked over at him from the corner of my eye.

"You want to talk about it?" He shook his head.

"I think I need to get it right in my head before I get it in someone else's." I looked at him again before I gently took his hand in mine.

"I'm always here if you need to talk." He smiled intertwining our fingers.

"I know." He lifted our hands and kissed mine. "And that just makes me like you so much more." I smiled pulling into the parking lot of the hospital. Thankfully it was close to the doors. I turned the truck off and looked over at Taylor.

"You ready for this?

I helped Taylor out of the truck and looked at him. "You sure your ready for this Hollywood? We can turn back now." He wrapped his arm around my waist and took a deep breath looking at the base hospital again.

"You know I'm not really sure if I am being a whole Hollywood Marine here." He looked down at me and smiled. He had his arm over my shoulder and his hand firmly on my hips, not letting go. "But I got to do this." He took a steady step on his right foot before I took a step with him on his left side as if I was his crutch. We got to the doors and into the hospital without much trouble, before Miss Bitch herself looked over at us. I have to say I don't even remember what her real name is….

"So look what we have here. I poor marine dragging around a blonde bimbo who doesn't know what's better for her so all she does is get hurt and hurt." She gave a fake pout as if she really cared about me and Taylor. I rolled my eyes and looked past her where Uncle Rodger said he would be waiting for us.

"Look where is my Uncle? Have you seen him?" A smirk grew on her face as if I said something that made her really, truly, happy.

"Oh you mean Mr. Fish-line-and-sinker?" I glared at her knowing she knew it was going to get on my nerves.

"Look where is he? I am not in the mood to deal with this right now." I sighed trying now to snap at her like I really wanted to.

"May be he just doesn't care about you and trying to tell you something." She said shrugging with that same smirk still on her face. I narrowed my eyes at her and gritted my teeth as I stared at her. I felt Taylor's hand hold my hip tighter keeping me where I was standing. I almost forgot he was there. I looked up at him as he shook his head at me. He looked up and nodded at a person who was running down the hall way. There was Uncle Rodger trying to catch his breath as he stopped by the desk. "Oh well good morning Doctor Rodgers. How are you today this fine morning?"

"Did she tell you I was going to be late?" I shook my head at him as I fought the anger that was building up in the pit of my stomach. I really did not like this girl.

"She was putting little crap in our heads saying that you didn't love me and that you didn't care." I said pouting pulling my 'little girl charm' as Mom called it. It always worked on Uncle Rodger, Dad, Grandpa, Uncle TJ, Uncle Hunter, and almost all of the marines I ever met really. He looked over at her.

"Did you say that to my Niece?" He asked folding his arms over his chest. She shrugged biting her lip.

"I don't know what she is talking about." She said leaning down to show more of her boobs. I rolled my eye but smirked as Uncle Rodger looked away shaking his head. He loved Aunt Kelsey and I know that for sure.

"I will deal with you later." He snapped looking back over at us. "Come on you two. Let's get that leg looked at." I help Taylor into a room and sat him down on the bed. As He let go of me he took my hand in his pulling me down to sit next to him. "Alright so what do you think you did Marine?" I looked over at Taylor and sighed.

"I got pinned by the enemy and I took a nasty hit to the knee and slammed my leg getting him off me." Uncle Rodger wrote it down it down on a page of paper in his file.

"Anything else?" Taylor shook his head.

"No that's it."

"Alright then. I'm going to need you to take off your pants. I'm sure Bailey can help you if you don't want one of us to help you." He sighed. "If not I can get a couple of nurses to help you, or I could." Taylor looked at me.

"I rather have Bailey help me if that's alright." He nodded.

"Your Home son, you get to feel comfortable." Uncle Rodger smiled at him. "I'll be back soon alright so no funny business." I laughed as he left closing the door behind him. I looked at Taylor as he stared at me.

"I'm going to be gentle." I said quietly. He nodded as I started to unbuckle his belt before pulling his fly open. I looked up to see him watching me. "I need you to lift up a little bit so I can pull them down." He put his hands on the bed and lifted his body up so I could pull gently getting his pants off making me gasp. His whole thigh was black and his knee was swollen beyond belief.

"It's not as bad as it looks..." He whispered as I looked away from his knee to his face.

"You're here and that's what matters." He pulled me to him pulling me into a hug as I tried to fight the tears. He mumbled words into my hair as I took in his scent.

"Alright you two I need to take him for x-rays to see what's going on in that knee of his." I heard Uncle Rodger say as I pulled back to look at him. "Come on it won't take too long." I nodded and leaned up to kiss Taylor's cheek.

"I'll stay here and wait for you to come back. I need to call Skylar to ask him something." I smiled at him. He nodded letting me go as Uncle Rodger took him out of the room and nodded at me. I pulled out my cell phone to make a couple of calls while he was getting his x-rays done.......

....A little while later I was half asleep lying with Taylor as he had the IV in his arm with pain killers in it making him more tired than he already was. I woke up to the sound of Uncle Rodger's voice calling my name. I opened my eyes to look at him as he looked at me. "Hey Sweetheart, sorry to wake you up. I just got the x-ray back. He broke his femur, so it must have been a hard hit. But he twisted his knee, which is also why he was in pain. I need to put a cast on his leg, and have him see a orthopedic for his knee." I nod rubbing my eyes to look at him. "Let me go get the stuff for the cast while you wake him up." I nodded gently shaking him rubbing his t-shirt covered chest. He opened his eyes to look at me.

"Hey Uncle Rodger is going to get the stuff for your cast so you have to wake up Hollywood." He rubbed his eyes as Uncle Rodgers came into the room with a nurse. He wrapped the cast around Taylor's leg and soon he had a blue cast that covered him almost all the way to his hip. I picked up the bag of closes Skylar dropped off and looked at Taylor as Uncle Rodger took the IV out.

"I'm sure you want to take a shower so I will leave you to that. I'm sure Bailey will help you. Now when you are done I'll put this back in." Taylor looked at me with a slight blush on his cheeks.

"You're going to help me in the shower." I nodded helping him up and helping him into the bathroom.

"Here we go." I mumbled to myself as I turned the water on. Taylor leaned against the sink counter and pulled off his t-shit, leaving him only in a pair of jockeys that let's just say don't really hide anything.....





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