Crystal’s POV

I close my eyes and try to fall back asleep.
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I am back in the white room and everything is cold again.
Greatttttt.
The process happens again. The walls move and re-open and I’m at a place I am unfamiliar with.

I am sitting in a church pew and my butt is glued to the seat. I try to move, but I am unable to.

At the front of the church there is the blonde headed boy who looks like the boy from the hospital room and from the beach.
What did the girl say his name was?

Neal? Nigel?


I don’t know something like that.

Anyways, the boy is standing at the front with his blue eyes shimmering. He is in a black tuxedo with a neon green tie.
Weird…

Behind him are 5 beautiful people. One with curly dark brown hair, one with black hair, and two with dirty blonde hair, all of them are quiffed up. And one who looks similar to the blonde-headed boy. His face looked like his, but he had brunette looking hair.

On the other side, there are 4 girls. One with curly hair with brown colored skins, a short one with long black hair, and 2 more with brown hair.

The blonde headed boy’s attention goes to the back of the church, as bells start to ring, and the girl who looks just like me, but prettier, walks out. She had her hair in an up-do and had on a long white dress. The blue-eyed boy looks at her with a face full of shock, his eyes not leaving her. The girl walks out with an older man, linked to her arm.

The man lets her go and he sits in the front row.

“We have gathered here today to celebrate the marriage of mrs.-“

The preacher starts to say, but then the room moves again, cutting off his words. He looks like he is still speaking, but no words are coming out of his mouth.

In front of the couple getting married, there sits the box.
The same box from before titled Memories.

All of the people start to slowly fade their way into the box.

“Hello?” I ask to anyone who could hear me.

The blonde headed boy looks at me. He doesn’t fade into the box like everyone else does.

“Can you tell me what’s going on? I ask him.
He smiles at me and slowly starts to fade into the box.

“Please just tell me who you are?” I ask him before he fades away.

The walls begin to change again and I am in a dark room with that beeping noise again.

I open my eyes and see that I’m back in the hospital room.


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“Oh I see you’re awake,” says a curly haired boy. He looks just like the curly haired boy standing behind….

Neal?


“Yeah I’m awake I guess,” I say, trying to make conversation with this stranger. He smiles at me with dimples poking in threw his cheeks. “I’m Harry,” he says with a British accent.

I want to say my name but I don’t know what it is to be quite honest. “I’m…” I start to say and then I think for a second before the boy finishes my sentence. “You’re Crystal.”

I smile at him, thanking him for helping me. I look at his face and he looks down and smiles. “Did you have a nice nap?” he asks, obviously trying to make conversation with me.

I think back to the church and start to say something, but maybe he will think I’m crazy. “Yeah,” I say with a fake smile.

What does this all mean?

“So Harry?” I ask him. He looks and me and says, “Yes?”

“What happened to me and why are you in my room?” I ask him. I hate being so blunt, but I was tired of being confused and needed some answers. He looks frightened and looks down. I can tell he is trying to think of something to say. He opens his mouth and-

“Mrs. Horan?” the nurse comes in and asks. She looks at me with a clipboard in her hand and smiles. “You are free to leave.”

I thank her and smile. “I’ll let the others know,” Harry says and smiles me. “I’ll be right back,” he says and exits the room.

He is cute. Very cute.

When he smiles, he has dimples poke through is perfect looking face. His cheek bones are big and plump, making his dimples look even cuter.

I fantasize about him for a second before he returns with the blonde headed boy.

His eyes don’t meet mine. Instead, they stay at the floor, red and puffy.

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