Amelia Becker and Beau Brooks were the perfect couple. Everyone envied their relationship. It only took one life changing event for them to realise how much they meant to each other. Forgotten, that's what Beau was. He felt lost without having Amelia knowing the truth, without having her in his arms whenever he wanted. Will she eventually learn to trust Beau and regain her memory?


2. Chapter 2

I could hear faint voices coming from around me. Unusual beeping sounds which I have never heard before. What happened? Where am I? Last thing I remember is sitting in the garden finishing the homework which was due in for tomorrow.

I tried to open my eyes with all my strength but nothing happened. It’s as if I had no control over my body. I tried to do the smallest movements with my fingers but it felt as if they were paralysed, I was paralysed.

The voices were coming closer; I didn’t recognise any of them. They all sounded so unfamiliar.

“We’re going to have to run a few more tests. She should be awake soon if everything is successful.” I heard a man speak.

“T-thank you.” A boy croaked out. From what I could make out it sounded as if he had been crying, but why?

I felt weak. As if I had no energy inside of me at all. My whole body was numb but the pain just wouldn’t go away. The more I concentrated on it the more painful it got.

Come on, Amelia. You can do this. Keep trying. I tried to move my finger, arms, legs, and even open my eyes a few more times but nothing happened. I can do this, I can do this. I told myself. Just try once more.

“Fuck! Doctor! Anyone?!” I heard the boy from earlier shout, well, it sounded like him anyway. Who is he? I could hear people rushing in the room.

“What’s happened? Is everything okay?!” A man asked panting, sounding as if he was out of breath.

“S-She moved her hand!”

“Beau, are you sure? She shoul-” So his name is Beau?

“I’m positive!” He argued.

“Delia, could you get the results from the scans please? We may have to wake her up.” Wake who up? What results? Scans? Who’s Delia? Too many questions filled my mind.

I have to try to open my eyes. I need to open my eyes. It’s the only way I can find out what’s going on. It took everything I had in me to do it. I did it. I can see. I found myself facing a plain white ceiling.

I turned my head slightly so I could see where I was. Curtains, machines and hospital beds. A hospital? But why? I tried to sit myself up but I was only able to screech out In pain. My head was thumping. It felt as if my legs had been ripped into a million pieces.

“Shit!” I jerked my head around the room to see who said that word. I saw a boy running towards me. He was quite good looking.

“I’ve been worried sick! Are you ok?! God, this is all my fault! I’m so glad you’re fine! I wouldn’t know what I’d do if I lost you! I love you.” He pulled me in for a hug, I didn’t return it. I didn’t know what to say. Who is he?

A few doctors and nurses came rushing in the room, gasping at what they had just seen. The boy pulled me out of the hug and just stared at me. He entwined his fingers with mine. I pulled my hand away. He looked so confused. Hell, I should be confused. It’s not every day you wake up in a hospital with a stranger hugging you.

“Beau could I have a word, please?” The doctor said from the other side of the room.

“Uh, sure…” He hesitated but soon left me.


“Beau, there’s something you need to know…” Dr Jenkins started. I didn’t like the sound of this. “Something happened to Amelia in that accident.”

“Like what?”

“She’s had a big hit to the brain. When the paramedics found her she was bleeding severely on her head. She banged it several times when the crash happened.”

“Where are you getting at?” He can cut the bullshit.

“She has memory loss, Beau. I’m so sorry.” Jenkins looked at me sympathetically.

“How bad?”


“D-Does that mean she doesn’t remember me?” I stuttered out. Tears building in my eyes. He nodded his head.

“Results say she won’t remember anything that has happened over the past 3 years. So any new friends or people she has met in that period will all be a blur.”

“Wh-What am I meant to do?” I started to cry. Does this mean I’m going to lose her?

“I know this is a lot to take in right now. For the time being you can’t tell her you are her boyfriend. It’ll be too much pressure for her brain and it will cause stress. It may also make her condition far more worst.”

“I can’t lie to her!” I shouted at him. “Sorry.” I apologised, looking at the marble flooring. “Will she ever be able to regain her memory?”

“Oh, of course. As long as she is around her friends and family then she defiantly will. She needs to be having the same routine.”

“She doesn't have any family." I told him. "What about where she is going to live?”

“You two have an apartment together, am I correct?” I nodded in reply to his question.

“Good, she will need to stay with you. It’s good for her to be in familiar places and be around familiar people even if she doesn’t know it, yet.”

“Beau!” I heard Luke call out. I turned around to find Georgia, Daniel, James, Grace, Rosanna, Luke and Jai running towards me.

“What’s happened?!” Georgia asked panting.

“Any news?!” James asked hopefully.

“Shall I tell them or would you like to?” Jenkins asked.

“You tell them. What shall I tell Amelia?”

“Tell her you’re her best friend or brother.” He suggested. I won’t tell her I’m her brother, it’ll be creepy when she does eventually find out I’m dating her. I nodded and made my way back in the room.

“Ah, Mr Brooks.” Delia, the nurse, called once I arrived in the room. “I have told this lady everything about her condition. Has DR Jenkins explained what’s go-” I didn’t let her finish.


“Okay, well I shall leave you two alone for a moment then.” She smiled, making her way out of the room. I watched her leave, but then Amelia had all of my attention. She sat up in her bed looking confused as hell. God, I’ll be damn confused too.

“Hey.” I managed to say. She didn’t reply. “Delia said you know all abou-”

“Yes, who are you?” She tilted her head, causing her long blonde her to fall down to her side.

“I’m Beau, I’m your bo-” I stopped myself before I could get the word out. “Your best friend.” I corrected myself. She bit her lip. God, the temptation was killing me. This is going to be harder then I expected…

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