My Saving Grace

"What happened?" I ask in a horse voice. Brandon doesn't answer me, he just keeps staring at me and smiling, both of them are. Who is that guy?
"What happened?" I ask again and Brandon's smile fades.
"You, uhh.....umm..." He stutters, unable to find his words.
"You jumped off a bridge and was in a coma." The captivating stranger says darkly. I jumped off a bridge? I was in a coma, that explains why I couldn't get out of the whiteness, and the girl. I was in my mind.
"Who are you?" I ask the tall guy. All the color leaves his face.
"What?" He asks. I raise an eyebrow at him.
"Who are you?" I ask again and both of their jaws drop, the guys eyes flash with hurt.

"Nurse!" The tall guy yells, his voice is very deep. A short nurse with long blonde hair comes rushing in.
"Yes? What's wrong?"
"What's wrong with her?" He asks pointing a finger at me. She looks at me and then checks all the machines I'm currently hooked up to and then gives Andy a weird look.
"Are you feeling ok? Is anything hurting?" She asks and I shake my head.
"I don't think anything's wrong with her...." She says.
"Then why can't she remember me?" What does he mean, I've never seen this guy in my life. She sighs and shakes her head.
"I'm sorry that we forgot to tell you, sometimes patients that survive from being in a coma, have shown symptoms of memory loss. Sometimes its extreme like they don't know who they are, and sometimes its just a certain time period before they were put into a coma." She says. She turns to me.
"I need you to answer a few questions, can you do that for me?" I nod.

"What your name?" She asks. I raise an eyebrow at her.
"Jessica"
"Ok, answer these questions in this exact answer. How old are you, how many siblings do you have, what grade are you in?"
"I'm sixteen, I have one sibling, and I'm in 11th grade." She nods and looks to Brandon. He nods back.
"Ok. Do you remember why you were in a coma." I shake my head.
"Think." I close my eyes and try to think. I open my eyes again and shake my head.
"No, I don't." She sighs.
"Well that's normal. But what's the last thing you remember?" I close my and think. I remember, it was me and Brandon. We was outside, the warm sun was shining and it felt great. We was playing basket ball. I don't really like basket ball but he bugged me into finally playing with him. I ended up losing terribly.
"Everything." She says and I nod.

"It was me and Brandon. It was a nice day, the sun was out and everything. After hours he finally convinced me to play one game of basketball with him. He told me he would go easy on me but I ended up losing terribly." I laugh at the memory. Brandon looks so confused.
"You don't remember that?" I ask Brandon. He swallows hard.
"I do......But that was two years ago...."
"What? No, Brandon that was just yesterday." The tall guy shakes his head and sits in the seat. He rests his elbows on his knees and puts his head on his hands.
"No Jessica, That was two years ago. You were in a coma and you've lost some of your memory." What does he mean? No, this can't be happening.
"You can't remember anything else?" The nurse asks. I think as hard as I can, but that's the last thing I remember. I shake my head in frustration.
"No, all I remember i going to sleep that night, and now I'm here and y'all are telling me I lost my memory..." I just want to scream, this can't be happening.
"Can she get it back?" The tall guy asks. The nurse sighs again.
"It's possible, but it's rare. You get some sleep now." She says leaving after. I sigh and close my eyes. Maybe this is just a dream, I quickly fall into a dreamless sleep.

I wake up, sitting up quickly. It isn't a dream, I'm still in a hospital. I sigh, I still don't remember anything. I look beside me, Brandon is asleep in one of the chairs and the other guy is looking at me.
"Do you remember?" He asks, a spark of hope in his eyes. I shake my head.
"No....I'm sorry." He sighs loudly and runs his hand through his hair and jerks at it. I'd like to jerk his hair....What am I thinking?
"What's your name?" I ask fiddling with the sheet. He smiles slightly.
"Andy..." He says smiling slightly.
"Hey Andy, my names...." I stop. "You already know." he nods.
"So....Andy, since I can't remember anything. Fill me in. How did we meet?" He sighs.
"Well, we've only known each other about four or five days. But I wont ever forget the way that we met."
"Well then, spill. I want to know."

"Well, you were actually about to jump off a bridge, but I caught you. I had to convince you for five minutes that there are people that love you. And then I made a promise that I'd make you see."
"See what?" I ask.
"See that you're worth living. That it wasn't the end, it wasn't your time. But I failed."
"How?" I ask confused.
"Because, you jumped off the bridge again. But that time you didn't have me there to catch you. So you had a concussion and slipped into a coma."
"I? Jumped off a bridge? I would never do that." Andy bites his lip.
"Well, you did. And then I...."
"What?" I ask curiously.
"I kissed you..." Andy stands up and stretches.
"You, kissed me?" I ask, blushing. I wish I could remember.

"Yeah.." He says stepping closer to me. "I did. I only knew your name, and I kissed you. There was just something about you. You actually saved me." He says, now standing over me.
"How did I do that?" I ask looking up into Andy's magnificent eyes.
"Because I was thinking about doing the same thing..." He cups my face with his hands and before I can react he quickly kisses me. I get butterflies in my stomach and my skin tingles where he's touching me. After the long and passionate kiss he pulls away, his face still inches from mine.
"Anything?" He asks. I shake my head.
"I'm sorry Andy, I just can't remember..."

Notes

Sorry it took so long to update.
Hope y'all like it.