Chapter eleven

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Clay POV

"Who are you" three simple words. Spoken by George. The love of my life, the most confusing person I've ever met. How can he not remember me?

" What do you mean who am I? It's me, it's Clay. " Hope laces my voice as though tape over a hostage. If hope keeps me captive, I don't want to be free.

"You seem so farmilliar, but, I'm sorry. I don't know you" this can't be real.

"Oh, come on now, George, you know me. You have to know me. Is this some kind of prank?" Please let this be a prank.

"I think I used to remember you. I'm sorry sir, but I don't anymore. Can you please find my mom?" No. No, no, no, no. This is wrong. I can't get his mom, I can't help him. Why doesn't he remember me? What happened? I was taking him home, I got a call. I ran back into the hospital, he's alive. But he doesn't remember me? What the Hell is going on?

I'm scared. Did I really lose him?? Can I bear to lose him?

George POV

He seems so farmilliar..

I want my mom, I can't remember. There's so much I can't remember..

I'm scared

Clay POV

Is he as scared as I am?

George POV

Does he know who I am?

George and Clay POV

What is going on?
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I apologise in advance for next chapter..

:)

Word count: 235

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