Worry

[Arden Patricks]

I really do have to murder Riley this time, for dragging me out it yet another place I don’t like, even though this one doesn’t have such a concrete reason behind it. I still hate it.

And also I should kill him for apparently cracking his head open and breaking his neck and almost getting killed, because he really shouldn’t o that and I think murder’s an appropriate response. I’m relieved he’s alive so now I’m going to kill him. Perfectly logical, really.

Of course I don’t really want to kill him, as I’ve just been pacing worriedly out in the waiting room for the last however many minutes before they said it’s fine to see him. I also don’t have to be so worried as he’s basically okay now, and also it’s quite silly to treat my friends like children, but for some reason they’ve had him here a day already and won’t let him leave. So therefore I’m worried and when I walk into his room it’s with a scowl, arms tightly crossed.

“Riley Oliver Pearson, you should be murdered in your sleep and I hope it teaches you a lesson.”

[Riley Pearson]

I was getting really bored in here. After a day of being here, they finally told me what happend. I got hit by a car and in the process, broke my neck and also hit my head quite hard causing me to have mild amnesia. I don't really see anything mild about it though. I can't remember a thing. I coudn't even remember my own wife and kids. The healer told me that it was temporary though and should eventually come back, at least most of it. But seeing as I couldn't remember a thing, they wanted to keep me here to run some tests and make sure I was well enough to be home.

I jumped slightly as a girl came into my room, scowling with her arms tightly crossed against her, saying something about murdering me. "Um.. I'm sorry, but I-I know you?" I asked giving her a slightly confused look. I don't know why I've even been asking people this when they visit me. I mean, they're visiting me, and they usually know my name, but I already asked it so I let it go.

[Arden Patricks]

I stop with my mouth half-open at that, possibly about to say something else, but I don't know what. It's funny to find out so many years later what it must have felt like for all the people I said that to back when I had my little bout of amnesia. Turns out it's surprising, and hurts a little too. I wonder if he's being funny.

"I - sorry? 'Course you know me. Why wouldn't you?"

[Riley Pearson]

I nodded a little and ruffled some of the hair on the back of my head. So I did know her.. and I was guessing she was a friend, but who knows anymore really. For all I knew she was my sister, I really had no clue.
"I-I don't remember..." I started shaking my head a little. "But I'm guessing we were close if you said I should be murdered." I said with a small nod, still looking at her as I sat up in my bed, leaning against a pillow.

[Arden Patricks]

"Right, because that's always a sign of friendship," I mutter, only half paying attention to what I'm saying. I don't think I like this from the other side of the spectrum any more than I did when I couldn't remember people.

"So... you really did crack your head open, did you?"

[Riley Pearson]

"It's the way you said it." I said with a small shrug, wishing she'd at least tell me who she is. It would help at least a little bit... well, maybe. I'd rahter just be able to remember, that'd be nice.
"Um.. Sort of... If not, I definately hit it really hard." I said with a small nod, looking from the bed back to her.

[Arden Patricks]

"Apparently," I nod, biting my lip and actually moving into the room to sit down on a chair nearby. "Um... I'm Arden, by the way. Arden Patricks. And we've been friends for over ten years."
It feels odd to be saying this to someone who should kind of know it, and I send another batch of sympathy into the past.

[Riley Pearson]

I watched her move into the room, sitting down in a nearby chair. I looked over to her as she introduced herself. "Thanks.. and you already know me.. obviously." I said with a small nod. "That long? I feel like I should remember that... then again, I don't remember my own kids so I guess I'm not too surprised." I said with a small shrug.

[Arden Patricks]

I wince slightly, thinking that must feel awfully wonderful for a pair of nine-year-olds.
"It can be lik that, memory loss." I shrug slightly. "I've been there."

[Riley Pearson]

"Should've seen their faces.." I said quietly looking back down at the bed for a moment, shrugging faintly. "It kind of sucks." I said with a small nod, looking back to her. "You have?" I asked raising my eyebrows slightly, I was sure that I already knew that, but I didn't right now, so I figured it'd be okay to ask.

[Arden Patricks]

"Few months before we met I got Obliviated," I nod. but even in my case a lot of it came back, so..." I shrug slightly, not sure what to say about the girls.

[Riley Pearson]

I wasn't exactly sure what Obliviated was, but I put the two things together instead of asking and got the gist of it. "That must've been hard." I said with a small nod. "Mine's supposed to come back... nearly all anyway."

[Arden Patricks]

"Hope so," I nod, relaxing slightly at that, then shrugging. "It wasn't terrifically fun, no, but I guess it was all right, and kind of a blessing in disguise." But I really can't imagine that this is the same for you.

[Riley Pearson]

"Me too." I said with a small nod. "I'm already tired of not knowing who people are." I said as I looked at her. "That's good then.. the blessing in disguise part." I smiled a little. "Mine wasn't... isn't... at least I don't think it was..." I really had no clue about anything that had happend in my life, but I was guessing that I was happy.

[Arden Patricks]

I shake my head, not wanting to say outright that I really don't think it is.
"But it'll come back." I shrug slightly. "And, in the meantime, I can try to mess with your head by telling you all sorts of lies." I smile slightly.

[Riley Pearson]

I nodded slightly when she said it would come back, "Yeah." I said biting my lip for a moment as I listened to what she said next and laughing a little bit. "Please don't do that... but I guess I can't really tell you otherwise if you do." I said with a small smile.

[Arden Patricks]

"I'm very strongly considering it...." I laugh slightly. "I mean, nothing awful like you're secretly a serial killer or something, but I really do want to lie to you. I'm sorry."

[Riley Pearson]

I laughed a little and nodded. "Lie away." I smiled. "I won't know the difference either way."

[Arden Patricks]

"Whih is the point where I'll feel awful about it." I shrug slightly. "I don't think I will, really."

[Riley Pearson]

I nodded a little, "You're strange." I chuckled. "But okay, thanks then." I smiled.

[Arden Patricks]

"I know." I laugh slightly. "So are you. You're a baking addict and your skin is slowly turning green."

[Riley Pearson]

I gave her an odd look and laughed a little. "That's... good to know?' I asked with a small laugh.

[Arden Patricks]

"Well, it means you can try and reverse the problem," I shrug, then shake my head.

[Riley Pearson]

"I guess so... but if I'm addicted to it, I'm guessing that I like it." I said with a small chuckle.

[Arden Patricks]

"Apparently," I shrug. "And you generally claim it's neither addictive nor dangerous."

[Riley Pearson]

I chuckled a little. "Then maybe it's not?" I asked before pausing for a minute. "Either that, or it is and that's why I'm saying those things, cause I'm in denial."

[Arden Patricks]

I shake my head, laughing. "No, it's really not. Not that I'd normally admit that to you, but... special circumstances and all." I shrug slightly.

[Riley Pearson]

I chuckled lightly and nodded. "I greatly appreciate that." I smiled. "And I'm going to try and remember you said that cause I think that I would like to have heard it... before all of this." I laughed a little.

[Arden Patricks]

"In which case, please forget it." I laugh slightly. "I haven't spent ten years stubbornly insisting that baking is hazardous for nothing, you know."

[Riley Pearson]

I smiled and laughed lightly, "Okay, it's forgotten." I said with a small nod.