I felt a throbbing pain in my neck, what the heck just happened to me?

Why do I feel like I was hit by a truck?

I tried to move my muscles only to be hit with an immense amount of pain.

Why the duck am I in so much pain?

I heard a machine beeping and a faint smell of alcohol hit my nose.

Where am I?

Slowly I opened my eyes to a bright light hitting my eyes. I hissed trying to close my eyes with my hands. I felt a needle poking my skin.

I am in a hospital but why can't I remember anything?

When I tried to move a little, a nurse entered and helped me to sit on my bed. Where the hell am I?

How did I end up here?

"How long was I out?"

"Five days, thank god you are awake, your boyfriend was damn worried."

What is she talking about?

Did I have a boyfriend?

Then why can't I remember anything?

"Boyfriend?" I frowned looking at her to explain more.

"Yes, when you were admitted in the hospital you were barely alive," she explained checking my pulses.

"I don't remember anything," I mumbled to myself.

"Oh, wait what?" her eyes widened.

"I don't remember anything," I whispered out loud.

"I'll call the doctor," she gasped and went out the door in a rush of moment.

I closed my eyes trying to remember everything.

What happened to me?

Why can't I remember anything?

Think of something, try to remember, I forced my brain to work.

What is my name?

How old I am?

Where's my parents?

I have a boyfriend but I don't remember having one.

Maybe I have one and since I don't remember anything, I don't remember it too.

The door opened and the same nurse came with the doctor. See, I can remember who they are and stuff, if I can remember these things, why can't I remember myself?

"How are you feeling Sofie?" the doctor asked me.

"Sofie?"

"That's you name dear," he whispered gently and started checking me.

My name's Sofie yet why don't I feel the connect with that name?

Who names their daughter Sofie?

"What do you remember my dear?" he asked sitting on the stool near my bed.

"Nothing," I sighed in frustration.

It would have better if could remember anything or everything or at least my name. The thought of remembering nothing hurts my head.

No matter how much I try, I could remember nothing.

Every time I try to remember something, my head hurts.

"What is the last thing you remember dear?"

I remember nothing.

All I remember is waking up in the hospital with no memory of who I am.

I shook my head again.

The doctor did some more checkup on me. That's when I noticed the damages done in my body. I had a cast on my ankle, my head was banded up and I had a neck brace. Not forgot those needles and tubes all over my body.

I look disgusting.

"I'll put you on a sedation, maybe after a deep sleep you'll remember. There's no damage in your head for you to lose your memory, might be some psychological issue but I hope you remember when you wake up," he injected the fluid along my IV.

Slowly I felt myself dropping out of consciousness. I hope I remember everything when I wake up.

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I saw a beautiful amber eye looking at something with full of adoration and love. He was smiling at something like it's his world. He was mesmerizing. His white as snow skin, those sharp face with a perfect jaw line, he looks like the king of the jungle. As if he's intending to prove the above fact, his golden hair was put in a tiny bun making me gawk at him.

How could someone be so beautiful?

I heard the waves crashing the surface like a music in the heaven, when I turned behind, I could see nothing. What was he looking at? I couldn't see anything but a blank space behind me.

A few seconds later I heard some giggles that made him chuckle.

♪♪ ♪♪ ♪♪ ♪♪ ♪♪

I was in a dark forest; I could see nothing but I felt the fear pulsing through me.

Where the heck I am and why am I standing still?

Why can't I move?

"You sure you want to do this?" I heard a hooded guy asking me.

"Yes," I nodded my head bearing my neck to the side giving him access to it.

Before I could interrupt what's happening a sharp silver knife cut my neck open.

♪♪ ♪♪ ♪♪ ♪♪ ♪♪

I woke with a gasp; I was still in hospital.

"Sofie you are awake?" A green eye looked at me holding my hands.

I didn't like the touch, it felt so foreign like I always hated such touches. I reluctantly removed my hand from the stranger who's now looking at me with concern.

Why do I feel like a lie?

Why do I hate it when I hear the name Sofie?

"The doctor said you'll remember once you wake up. Did you?" the stranger asked me. He looked completely different from the person I saw in my dreams, those beautiful amber eyes.

His hair was black and short, he was wearing a suit like businessman.

"What happened?" I asked him.

How did I end up here?

Why can't I remember anything?

"We were celebrating our anniversary, while walking downstairs, you slipped and fell before I could hold you back," he closed his eyes taking a deep breath.

"I'm sorry Sofie, you remember anything?"

I shook my head.

"Let me tell you about us then, I hope it helps you remember," he squeezed my hand gently. I flinched at the contact; his hands were dead cold. I didn't like it even a single bit.

I nodded my head for him to proceed trying to sit in my bed. He helped me sit, before he could take my hand again, I curled them in my lap.

"We were high school sweethearts. It's been six years since we started dating," he smiled. "You rejected me out for the first few times saying you weren't interested in a relationship. But I know you are it for me so I started gifting you a rose every morning before class. I wanted to prove that I'll never give up on you, on us."

"You loved roses; they are your favorite. For the first few weeks you dumped it in the dustbin but slowly you started giving into me. Every time I gave you a rose, you'll act like you don't care and secretly tuck it in your backpack. When our school took us to an afforestation, I asked you out on a date in front of everyone at the rose garden. You were so happy and finally accepted to date me."

Roses and me? Strange.

With a smile he continued, "A few months later, you introduced me to your parents and they were really supportive of us. You know, we were the prom king and queen; everyone was so jealous of us. Those are the times I could never forgot." He chuckled.

But I forgot. I couldn't hear more of it. I closed my eyes groaning.

I remember nothing and it's frustrating to hear your own life story told by a stranger who identifies himself as your boyfriend.

Everything feels strange like my mind is trying to communicate with me.

"You're tired?" he paused looking at my reaction.

"Your name?" I asked wincing at my poor state.

Why can't I even remember his name?

Isn't he, my boyfriend?

"Jeremy," he smiled. 

A/N: Holly molly, did you expect this twist? 

I myself didn't. 

So what do you think and where is Luke? 

Btw, I have my mid terms exam coming and I don't think I'll be able to post everyday as per schedule. But I promise to try to post as much as I can.