Lost Memories

Being in a mental hospital could never be easy.

That's what nineteen-year-old Amelia realises when she meets Bradley Hunter. A guy who manages to make her feel like she's worth something, in the midst of battling her own demons and walking the road to recovery. They develop an intense, strong emotional connection that is unlike anything the both of them have ever experienced.

But Amelia feels as if Bradley is oddly familiar, the sense of safety and comfort she feels with him is something she has never witnessed.
Bradley struggles with the memories that come back to haunt him, but will they be the reason for Bradley to lose Amelia forever, or to heal her wounds?


12. Chapter Twelve.



'How are you, man?'

My brother, Dustin asked after giving me a hug.

I shrugged my shoulders and sat back down. His gaze diverted to my knuckles, and for a second I could see pity in his eyes. I despised pity.

'Are the people okay to be around?'

I looked into his eyes. 'Amelia's here.'

Dustin's eyes widened, and he pushed his chair backward as if that would help him regain his composure.


I didn't know if I should have told him, but at the same time it was good to talk to someone about it. I'd debated on telling Dr. Montgomery, but he'd make the situation worse by telling Amelia and then she'd find out in a way I didn't want her to.

Dustin ran his fingers through his hair, and stared down at the table before looking up.

'She doesn't remember me, or you, or anything,'I said, my heart sinking with each word I said.

'Seriously? How?'

'I don't know, I guess she went through such a trauma when she lived that it wiped her memory. That can happen, you know.'I spoke, my knee bouncing up and down.

'Wait..'Dustin trailed off, as he eyed my face intensely. 

'Is there something going on between you two?'he asked, and when I didn't reply, he let out a sigh and stood up.

'You've got to tell her, Brad!'he raised his voice, looking at me.

'How am I supposed to? She's going through so much already,'I ran my hands over my face, beginning to regret my decision of telling him.

'You can't be doing anything with her if she doesn't know, for fucks sake!'

He paced around the room, after setting his hands on the table and looking me in the eye.

'You can't do this with her under false pretenses. How will she react when she finds out Brad? When she finds out what happened that night, that our family is the reason she's ended up here,'Dustin walks to the back of the room, setting his hands above his head.

'I know, dammit!' I clenched my fists and stood up, keeping myself from hitting the table. 

The door opened and a woman with glasses and a pencil skirt appeared in the doorway. 

'Visiting hours are now over,'she announced, looking up from her glasses that were placed on her nose.

She closed the door and left. 'You've got to tell her,'is the last thing Dustin said before exiting.




I knew I should've checked on Amelia, after leaving her like that yesterday. She deserved an explanation, and she was probably worried sick.

But I knew I couldn't tell her, because it'd only make her situation worse, and that was the last thing I'd ever want. I'd tell her, just not yet. 

I entered the dining hall and I could barely take 3 steps when Amelia's arms came around me, forcing her to tiptoe so she'd reach my body but I still had to lean down to hug her properly, since she was so small. 

When we pulled apart, everyone's eyes were on us so I took her hand and led her outside of the hall for privacy.

'Are you okay?'she inquired, her eyes full of worry as she placed her hands on my face, inspecting it for any damage.

'Yes baby, I'm fine,'I spoke, and a smile spread over her face. I placed my lips on hers, and I could feel her smile across my lips when I softly kissed every inch of her mouth. It made my body tingle, the sensation that came of kissing her. She was incredible.

'I was so worried,'she said, looking down at her feet. 

'I know, I'm sorry,'I apologised, and I truly did feel shitty about the whole situation. Leaving her like that, her crying, it all had made me have many sleepless nights and I knew that her tears had been because of me, and that feeling was the worst. 

I knew she was dying to ask me what had happened. I could see it on her face. For a brief moment, I thought she would ask me but she shook it off, even though I could see through her. I could see how badly she wished I would be able to tell her. She had no idea.

I gave her hand a squeeze and she looked up at me.

'Your food's getting cold, Amelia,'Lola said, walking up to us. 

Amelia let go of my hand, which made a twinge of unpleasantry burst inside of me. 

'You coming?'she asked, her eyes seeming so sad when they stared into mine.

I nodded my head and followed them, although I'd lost all appetite.


I'm so sorry for not updating for over a month! I've been super super busy and just haven't had the chance. I'll try and post more regularly from now on, hopefully once in a week but if I can't do that, at least once in 2 weeks. Again, I apologise for my absence, but hope you enjoyed this chapter! Let me know what you think :)xoxo


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