IMAGINE a world like that...

•remember me 2•

Continued from last chapter..... and just an FYI this one is a bit longer :)

~in wich~
Someone loses their memory....but do they gain it back?
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Y/ns pov

"Babe, please stop playing, this is not the time" I said once again reaching to grab her hand, but she moved it back from me

"N-no I'm serious, i dont think we've met before, and I would appreciate it if you would stop trying to hold my hand, I'm not really comfortable with that right now" Ariana responded sitting up making me look over at Melissa as my heart dropped to my ass for the umpteenth time during this journey

"Lissa, what the fuck is going on?" I asked the girl who was watching the whole interaction.

She ran out of the room for a moment and came back in with another doctor. "Y/N we're going to need you to leave the room again," the doctor said sympathetically.

I looked over to Ari who had a look on her face that let me know she was also confused about what was going on.

I didn't say anything as i just shook my head, tears pricking my eyes as I stepped back out of the room to try and gather myself again, calling Ariana's family as well.

My mind was going 1000 miles a minute right now. I was ecstatic that ari was up, don't get me wrong, but the possibility that she seriously doesn't know no I am anymore makes me want to throw the fuck up.

When I got off the phone with her parents they said they were booking the first flight out here, after I hung up the phone just felt like being in here was entirely to much for me, like I was suffocating, so I decided to go outside and go on a quick walk for some fresh air, and to clear my mind of negative thoughts, hoping this will all get solved and get better.

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1 month later

Things in fact, did not get better.

Words couldn't even begin to express the way I was feeling the last few weeks. After ariana got fully acclimated to what was going on, they ran more tests on her and determined that she didn't remember anything about the last four years of her life.

Which meant she remembered nothing about me and us, she didn't even remember releasing positions or that tour or anything. In her head the last thing that happened was working on a new album to put out, but she doesn't remember anything past that, she believes that she just came from the studio and got into an accident and that's how she got here.

Obviously that's not the case, but the doctors told us that they really couldn't gauge when she would get her memory back fully or if it would happen at all, that's the icing on the fucking cake.

The feeling of having your wife, the love of your life so deeply and madly in love with you one day, and then have that ripped away from you the next, against your will, has got to be the most earth shattering feeling ever.

Ariana's parents have been at the hospital every day to help her with her physical therapy and mental support and recovery. I was there too, but since she didn't remember me right now, I didn't want to be front and center with everything because I didn't want to cause her any stress, but I never missed an appointment for sure. I watched from afar seeing her gather more strength and slowly but surely learn how walk again and slowly remember more bits and pieces, and it made me happy to see, even if I wasn't on of the bits or pieces.