Taylors POV:
"You see," the doctor says,"with the impact of the car some of your cells broke apart, this causing a mutation in your blood. This mutation traveled through your blood stream but we were lucky to cut it off before it reached your heart. Unfortunately, some of the mutation leaked into your breast and a tumor formed in your left breast. thats why we had to amputate them."
My eyes widen. My boobs? amputated? i hadn't noticed. I move my hand to touch the space where my breasts should be, but nothing was there.
"How long have i been here?" i ask.
"You don't remember?" the doctor says.
"Remember what?" i ask, confused.
"Oh dear," he says," doctor. jones, i need you!"
When he comes back into the room with the doctor in completely confused.
"Hello love do you remeber me?" Doctor jones asks," Martha Jones, Your Doctor."
"How long have i been here?" i ask again, awaiting an answer.
"2 days sweetheart." the doctor says." You've had many visitors you remembered who they were yesterday, why not today?"
She seems to be talking to yourself.
A nurse pokes her head in "visitors," she says, " shall i send them in?"
"Yes," dr. jones says," thanks, dr.tyler."
After a few seconds five boys and four girls walk in.
"Hey, Taylor, How you feeling?" a boy with curly hair asks.
Should I know who he is? Should I know who any of these people are?
"Who are you?" i ask.
The boy with the curly hair looks at me, hurt in his eyes.
"Im Harry, your boyfriend." he says.
I look to the doctor.
"Who are these people?" i ask.
The doctor motions for the people to follow him out of the door.
I'm left in the room with Dr. Jones.
"Why cant i remember?" i ask, "Whats wrong with me?"
She smiles sympathetically at me.
"It'll come back to you." she says.
A/N
Filler chapter. More to come.
Hopefully
-T
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