Letty's POV
I stumbled through the bushes confused and dazed. I couldn't remember what had happened to make me roll my car but I remember struggling out the wreckage. My head and ribs hurt, my shoulder ached and I could feel something trickling down my face. Wiping it away with my hand, I looked down squinting in the dull light to see red. Frowning I struggled to recall what had happened to make me crash but I couldn't remember a thing. Wracking my brains for any information I could remember, but I came up short. I didn't know where I was going, where I had come from or even where I lived. Thinking about it I realised I didn't even know who I was.
The thoughts struck a chord and I struggled to keep it together. I had a bad feeling, like a sixth sense sort of thing, so I just keep alternating between running and walking whenever I ran out of energy.
The first sign of life was just as the sun started to rise. It was a small town I had ended up in and I briefly remembered the sign that I had walked past not far back. Mexico. Walking a little further I came across a hospital and decided I should probably get looked at seeing as I had been in a car accident.
Staggering into the building a nurse looked up briefly before jumping into action. I felt myself being guided through rooms as she spoke to me. I couldn't answer any of her questions despite how hard I tried. She hushed me when I started to get upset and told me everything would okay. For some reason I didn't believe her.
23rd July- Tijuana, Mexico
The days that followed my accident past like a blur. One day turned into another, then another and another. I hadn't remembered anything, not even my name. I couldn't even think of a letter. I struggled to cope with the lack of knowledge, feeling so out of control. I sensed somewhere in the back of my hazy memory I wasn't used to feeling like this.
The doctors said my minor injuries would. He explained that most of the cuts would leave permanent scars, the cuts too deep in my flesh to just fade away. That had been the least of my worries. The news that came next rocked me only further.
I was pregnant. Nearly thirteen weeks to be exact the doctor had told me. The news had shocked me, I mean how could it not? My entire life was a mystery. In the haze of my confusion and shock my only question had been how. How could it have possibility survived that crash? Turns out the doctors were just as mystified as I was.
The news had led to so many other questions. I was pregnant, did that mean I had a husband out there somewhere looking for me? A boyfriend? Or did I not know who the father was? Had I even known? For all I knew I could have been a single mother about to raise the baby on its own. The more I thought it over in my head, the more I questioned my identity.
Every day I spoke to a councillor hoping I would make some progress but every day my hopes fell a little more. Without an I.D or even someone to look after me, I was hospital bound until my condition had improved. I felt like a prisoner, and in some way I was. I was a prisoner of my own mind.
23rd July- Tijuana, Mexico
Charlotte's POV
I had been searching for Letty for three days but I hadn't heard from or found her. The minute I had seen a hospital I had gotten checked out and I had been released almost immediately. Knowing I needed to stay 'dead' I used an alias for safety. I had searched most of Tijuana in three days and I was running out of options. I knew come tonight I would have to move onto the next town and keep searching until I found her.
I was walking down the street looking at every face I past when I hit something hard. Falling hard to the floor I groaned in pain as something heavy fell on top of me. The object let out a long groan and I realised I had run into a person.
"I'm sorry I was in a hurry, I wasn't watching were I was walking." The person spoke. Looking up through bleary eyes I grimaced as the guy moved off me holding his head. Rising to a sitting position I held my head in my hand. I could feel the sticky blood under my hand.
"Damn." I muttered as I placed pressure on my now split open head wound. I had somehow managed to rip the stiches open when I collided with the man.
"Shit, we gotta get you back to a hospital. I'm really sorry. I was in such a rush." He spoke as he helped me up.
"Thanks. It's okay, I was in a rush too."
"Here let me help you. I feel responsible."
"There's really no need." I tried but e was having none of it.
"No please I insist. My name's Leon." I gave him small smile.
"Ally." I lied. He looked me over once before nodding.
"I take it your in some kind of trouble, not giving me your real name and all." He smiled slightly. I was shocked to say the least.
"How did you know?" I stuttered out.
"Been there…well still there." He smiled.
"My names Charlotte." I said eventually. The vibe I was getting from Leon surprised me. I trusted him almost immediately, much like I had done with Letty.
"Pretty name for a pretty girl." I heated at his comment and listened to him as he laughed.
"Are you always this flirty with girls you've just met?" I snapped.
"Only the pretty ones." He grinned and I rolled my eyes.
"Come on we better get that looked at again." He said leading me back towards the hospital. I let him lead me back and I was glad for the silence.
Walking into the building I told the nurse at the desk what had happened and she nodded typing in all my info. I expected just to be taken to the treatment room but she said it was currently full so we would have to go up to one of the treatments rooms in the wards. I didn't mind, I was just eager to get out of the place and move on to continue searching for Letty.
I was surprised when Leon came all the way up with me and I prayed he wasn't going to continue to hit on me. To be honest I was actually very attracted to him but I had no time right now for a guy, I had to find Letty.
"I'll just wait out here." Leon said stopping at the door. I nodded at him and followed the doctor in.
23rd July- Tijuana, Mexico
Tijuana Hospital
Leon's POV
I sighed and looked round the small ward. It was a typical ward really, nothing special. I sat down in one of the chairs prepared to wait till Charlotte was finished but it was hard and uncomfortable so I stood again. I started to walk around the main floor of the ward. It wasn't busy so I wasn't in the way. I looked up and smiled politely at a woman who walked past with another woman. The first woman was obviously a doctor by the way she was dressed and the other was a patient. I let my eyes sweep over the other briefly before I turned away only to back track a second later. I couldn't believe it, it was like I was seeing a ghost. If my eyes were still working correctly after my collision, she was all too familiar and just three days before I had been told she was dead.
"What the hell?" I whispered to myself as I watched the woman enter a room and shut the door behind her. Deciding to wait a few minutes before I knocked on the door I watched until the nurses were busy then slipped in the room where Letty had just disappeared through.
"Who are you?" She asked as she watched me close the door behind me. Her question threw me.
"Let it's me, don't you remember?" I asked softly.
"Let?...No… I don't remember anything." She said seeming shocked by my question and I was equally shocked about her admission.
Now what was I going to do?
I stumbled through the bushes confused and dazed. I couldn't remember what had happened to make me roll my car but I remember struggling out the wreckage. My head and ribs hurt, my shoulder ached and I could feel something trickling down my face. Wiping it away with my hand, I looked down squinting in the dull light to see red. Frowning I struggled to recall what had happened to make me crash but I couldn't remember a thing. Wracking my brains for any information I could remember, but I came up short. I didn't know where I was going, where I had come from or even where I lived. Thinking about it I realised I didn't even know who I was.
The thoughts struck a chord and I struggled to keep it together. I had a bad feeling, like a sixth sense sort of thing, so I just keep alternating between running and walking whenever I ran out of energy.
The first sign of life was just as the sun started to rise. It was a small town I had ended up in and I briefly remembered the sign that I had walked past not far back. Mexico. Walking a little further I came across a hospital and decided I should probably get looked at seeing as I had been in a car accident.
Staggering into the building a nurse looked up briefly before jumping into action. I felt myself being guided through rooms as she spoke to me. I couldn't answer any of her questions despite how hard I tried. She hushed me when I started to get upset and told me everything would okay. For some reason I didn't believe her.
23rd July- Tijuana, Mexico
The days that followed my accident past like a blur. One day turned into another, then another and another. I hadn't remembered anything, not even my name. I couldn't even think of a letter. I struggled to cope with the lack of knowledge, feeling so out of control. I sensed somewhere in the back of my hazy memory I wasn't used to feeling like this.
The doctors said my minor injuries would. He explained that most of the cuts would leave permanent scars, the cuts too deep in my flesh to just fade away. That had been the least of my worries. The news that came next rocked me only further.
I was pregnant. Nearly thirteen weeks to be exact the doctor had told me. The news had shocked me, I mean how could it not? My entire life was a mystery. In the haze of my confusion and shock my only question had been how. How could it have possibility survived that crash? Turns out the doctors were just as mystified as I was.
The news had led to so many other questions. I was pregnant, did that mean I had a husband out there somewhere looking for me? A boyfriend? Or did I not know who the father was? Had I even known? For all I knew I could have been a single mother about to raise the baby on its own. The more I thought it over in my head, the more I questioned my identity.
Every day I spoke to a councillor hoping I would make some progress but every day my hopes fell a little more. Without an I.D or even someone to look after me, I was hospital bound until my condition had improved. I felt like a prisoner, and in some way I was. I was a prisoner of my own mind.
23rd July- Tijuana, Mexico
Charlotte's POV
I had been searching for Letty for three days but I hadn't heard from or found her. The minute I had seen a hospital I had gotten checked out and I had been released almost immediately. Knowing I needed to stay 'dead' I used an alias for safety. I had searched most of Tijuana in three days and I was running out of options. I knew come tonight I would have to move onto the next town and keep searching until I found her.
I was walking down the street looking at every face I past when I hit something hard. Falling hard to the floor I groaned in pain as something heavy fell on top of me. The object let out a long groan and I realised I had run into a person.
"I'm sorry I was in a hurry, I wasn't watching were I was walking." The person spoke. Looking up through bleary eyes I grimaced as the guy moved off me holding his head. Rising to a sitting position I held my head in my hand. I could feel the sticky blood under my hand.
"Damn." I muttered as I placed pressure on my now split open head wound. I had somehow managed to rip the stiches open when I collided with the man.
"Shit, we gotta get you back to a hospital. I'm really sorry. I was in such a rush." He spoke as he helped me up.
"Thanks. It's okay, I was in a rush too."
"Here let me help you. I feel responsible."
"There's really no need." I tried but e was having none of it.
"No please I insist. My name's Leon." I gave him small smile.
"Ally." I lied. He looked me over once before nodding.
"I take it your in some kind of trouble, not giving me your real name and all." He smiled slightly. I was shocked to say the least.
"How did you know?" I stuttered out.
"Been there…well still there." He smiled.
"My names Charlotte." I said eventually. The vibe I was getting from Leon surprised me. I trusted him almost immediately, much like I had done with Letty.
"Pretty name for a pretty girl." I heated at his comment and listened to him as he laughed.
"Are you always this flirty with girls you've just met?" I snapped.
"Only the pretty ones." He grinned and I rolled my eyes.
"Come on we better get that looked at again." He said leading me back towards the hospital. I let him lead me back and I was glad for the silence.
Walking into the building I told the nurse at the desk what had happened and she nodded typing in all my info. I expected just to be taken to the treatment room but she said it was currently full so we would have to go up to one of the treatments rooms in the wards. I didn't mind, I was just eager to get out of the place and move on to continue searching for Letty.
I was surprised when Leon came all the way up with me and I prayed he wasn't going to continue to hit on me. To be honest I was actually very attracted to him but I had no time right now for a guy, I had to find Letty.
"I'll just wait out here." Leon said stopping at the door. I nodded at him and followed the doctor in.
23rd July- Tijuana, Mexico
Tijuana Hospital
Leon's POV
I sighed and looked round the small ward. It was a typical ward really, nothing special. I sat down in one of the chairs prepared to wait till Charlotte was finished but it was hard and uncomfortable so I stood again. I started to walk around the main floor of the ward. It wasn't busy so I wasn't in the way. I looked up and smiled politely at a woman who walked past with another woman. The first woman was obviously a doctor by the way she was dressed and the other was a patient. I let my eyes sweep over the other briefly before I turned away only to back track a second later. I couldn't believe it, it was like I was seeing a ghost. If my eyes were still working correctly after my collision, she was all too familiar and just three days before I had been told she was dead.
"What the hell?" I whispered to myself as I watched the woman enter a room and shut the door behind her. Deciding to wait a few minutes before I knocked on the door I watched until the nurses were busy then slipped in the room where Letty had just disappeared through.
"Who are you?" She asked as she watched me close the door behind me. Her question threw me.
"Let it's me, don't you remember?" I asked softly.
"Let?...No… I don't remember anything." She said seeming shocked by my question and I was equally shocked about her admission.
Now what was I going to do?