I woke up screaming. My shoulder was in massive amounts of pain and that was all I could feel. I thought it was a little ironic, because my left shoulder was the one in pain and James's left arm was a metal prosthetic.
James. I loved him. Til the end of the line.
As I thought, the pain became more tolerable. I was able to process my surroundings.
I was in a dark room, hooked up to various machines. There was a lot of people surrounding me, all of them looked familiar but I couldn't figure out why. And all at once, the pain stopped.
I looked over at the left side, seeing gleaming metal instead of pale skin, and let out a blood curling scream.
"No!"
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Remember; Book 2 of the Target series
FanfictionYes, a sequel. We'll see how this works. If I hate it, sorry but it'll be discontinued. Life was looking up for Alex and James. Everything seemed fantastic. But, as always, their life didn't stay positive for long. Someone loses their memory, someon...
