Not So Bulletproof Hearts

Kats POV


After what seemed like a lifetime of sitting motionless in Gerard’s car, with the tears and mascara drying on my cheeks, we eventually arrived at the hospital. We had to fill in some forms before we were allowed to see him, I’d never written so fast in my life. I was desperate to see him. Expecting the worse I put my hand on the door of the ER department and held my breath, Gerard put his hand on my shoulder. I turned back to look at him, the fear in his eyes burning like fire. “I’ve got your back, Kat. I always will.” The words slipped lifelessly from his lips but I knew he meant it.

Some of my fear was lifted as I walked towards his hospital bed; there was no major damage, just a cut on his head. Frank was sleeping like angel, so still, he seemed dead almost, but the relaxed and slightly relieved look on his face reassured me that he was okay. I sat down on a chair next to his bed, I leaned over to him, placing my hand delicately on top of his.
“Frank, how are you feeling?” he slowly opened his eyes, smiling contently but his smile soon turned to a mild look of confusion. “I’m feeling better thanks, my head just hurts a bit.” A smile crept upon my face and my eyes began to well with tears again. I carefully put my arms around Frank and hugged him appreciating every second of it. I felt his arms drop and he seemed to shy away from me. I pulled back from him, confused. “Is there something wrong, sweetie?” Frank stared right through me, like I was a complete stranger to him.

“They didn’t tell you did they? Look, I’m really sorry but I don’t know who you are. The doctors told me that I’ve got amnesia from hitting my head in the accident. They said my memory should return in time so until then Shiloh is taking care of me.” My mouth dropped open. “Shiloh!? You hate Shiloh! Remember what she did to me?!” Frank sunk down under the bed sheets. “Why would I hate her when she’s my girlfriend? She just spent ages telling me about my life and how things were before the accident.”

I felt my body flop onto the chair, lifelessly I slumped there staring at him. Frank forgot about me? He thinks Shiloh is his girlfriend? How could he fall for her incessant lies!? “Frank, you do remember who I am don’t you?” he paused for a few moments, I could see the concentration on his face. “I know your name is Kat but are you my sister?” my head fell into my hands and I sighed loudly, trying not to scream, trying not to cry. “No, Frank. I’m not your sister.”
“well, are you Gerard’s sister?” I looked up at him slightly shocked but so relieved. “you remember Gerard?” he smiled and looked over my shoulder. “Yeah, I remembered him as soon as I woke up, and he’s looking at us through the door right now.” I turned to Gerard who was looking less stressed than earlier and an idea formed in my head. “Excuse me a moment, Frank. I’m just going to get Gerard.” With that I stood up and walked back to the door.

“How is he?” At that I burst into tears. I explained to Gerard about his amnesia and how he thought Shiloh was his girlfriend. He stood staring at me, just as shocked as I was. I told Gerard how Frank seemed to remember him and though I was his sister. “Shiloh must still be in the hospital, I’m gonna go find her. Could you go and try to explain things to Frank, maybe you can help him remember.” Gerard nodded and went in; he seemed too shocked for words.

I strutted down the hospital corridors in search of Shiloh, my body was shaking with rage and heart break. I turned a corner to a small café, sat at a bar stool leaning on the counter was Shiloh. A strange feeling came over me like someone else was controlling my body, I stormed up to her “What the hell have you done!?” I grabbed her shoulder and turned her to face me. An evil smirk was plastered on her face. I wanted to slap it right off her.
“I told you I don’t play fair, Kat.” She laughed in triumph but she hadn’t won. I wasn’t going down that easily.

Franks POV
By now I was fed up of being stuck in this uncomfortable bed, I had been talking to Gerard for what seemed like hours. I could remember everything about him I just didn’t seem to remember Kat. Who was she? Gerard wouldn’t tell me, he said that I needed to realise that on my own because if he told me I might just get confused. Little did her realize I was already confused.

“I’m fed up of being stuck here, man. Can we just go and walk around, I need to stretch my legs.” Gee nodded and helped me out of bed. “When you get better we’ll have a party to celebrate, Frank. So get remembering! At the party don’t start touching anybody up on my kitchen counter okay?” Gerard laughed and put his hand on my shoulder.
I closed my eyes and memories of that night came flooding back, there was a girl, I spilled wine on her skirt and ruined it. But who was she? I could remember every detail of her body but her face was just a mystery to me. If there was one thing I knew for sure, that girl wasn’t Shiloh. The more I thought about it the more I realised something wasn’t right, I didn’t feel anything for Shiloh. My heart was empty of feelings for her.

“Dude! Come back!” Gerard was shaking me by my arms I opened my eyes. I must have been day dreaming about that night in his kitchen for longer than I realised. “Oh thank god, I thought we’d lost you again.” I pushed his arms off me and chewed on my lip ring. “I remember it now, that night in your kitchen. I ruined that girls skirt with the red wine didn’t I?” he was staring at me, waiting in anticipation for me to say something else.
“I don’t remember who she was but that girl wasn’t Shiloh.”

Notes

how long will Frank Take to remember Kat? find out soon. :)


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