(PLEASE READ: There are kind of like 2 Joe's. I thought of this last night, so I decided to go for it. When a chapter is titled Joe (1) that Joe is kind of like a ghost. He's the Joe that you have all been reading about, he's the Joe that has all the memories of Caspar. But when he was locked in his body with his memories of Caspar, a new Joe was born. He has the same personality as the Joe before everything with Caspar happened, but he is NOT the same person. Joe (2) is the person controlling Joe's body and Joe (1) is Joe's main and original soul. If it's confusing, please comment below and I can make a new chapter explaining everything in greater detail.)
- Joe (2) POV -
I woke up, rubbing the sleep from my eyes. I felt the bed slightly shift, and I almost jumped as I saw someone else was in the bed with me. ...Caspar? Caspar Lee was in my bed? Or was I in his bed? I wasn't sure who's house this was. My head throbbed as if it had just been wrenched. Why couldn't I remember anything?
I closed my eyes and forced myself to try and remember the last place I was. I was.. with Zoe. Zoe and dad. I tried to remember further, but everything was blank. Why was I in bed with Caspar Lee?
I shook his arm, "Caspar." I whispered, half scared for him to wake up, and half needing for him to tell me what was going on. "Caspar!" I said louder, shaking his torso.
He opened one eye, "Sleep, Joe. I need sleep." He attempted to turn around.
"Wait! Caspar! Why am I in your bed?"
I had his full attention now. He sat up, and stared at me wide-eyed.
"This is your bed, Joe. We're roommates? Don't you remember last night?"
"Roommates?" I laughed, "You must be joking. I live my dad. Last night I was with Zoe and my dad."
"J-Joe. You're not being funny right now," His hands clenched onto my shoulders so tightly.
"I'm not trying to be funny, Caspar!" I wiggled out of his grip, "I'm serious! What the hell happened."
Caspar whipped out his cell phone, not answering me, "Yes. My name is Caspar Lee, my friend he forgot. He forgot everything. He suffered a panic attack last night, and now he doesn't remember months of memories."
Caspar was still talking on the phone, but I was in shock. A panic attack? I was sure I would remember one of those. Maybe Caspar was the crazy one. What is going on?
"Joe." Caspar turned to me, "I'm going to take you to the doctor now." I nodded. I wanted answers. Maybe the doctor had them.
- Joe (1) -
I could see my lips moving, words coming out. I could feel my see body moving. But I wasn't in control. What was going on? I remember freaking out about losing Caspar. I was losing my mind. But Caspar calmed me down, and I fell asleep. So why am I awake but not in control of my own body anymore?
I heard myself asking Caspar what I was doing. But it wasn't me asking. Was I...possesed? What was happening?
- at the doctors Joe (2)-
After running many scans and tests the doctor finally came into the room. His white coat didn't have a single wrinkle visible, his arms rested behind his back, as he sat in front of me.
"You did indeed have a panic attack. During that attack, your brain triggered into defensive mode to try and protect itself. In that process it drove out months of your memories."
My eyes widened. What?
"Is.. is there any way to fix it? To get his memories back?" Caspar looked genuinely worried about me. How close of friends had we become?
"Well, Joe does have the power inside his own mind to trigger the memories back-"
"How?" I asked, leaning forward in my chair.
"If I knew I would tell you. All I know is the memories are still in your head, and until you can figure out a way to unlock them that's where they're going to stay. It could be days, months, even years before you regain your memories. If you regain them at all. But, the more memories he makes, he may begin to empty his mind of the old memories." The doctor said, tapping a pen on the wooden table. Tap, tap, tap, tap. That noise was keeping me awake enough to not pass out.
- Joe (2) -
I could hear his thoughts as well as his voice. He wanted to remember. I wanted him to remember. I did feel a bit guilty though, knowing that once he remembered, I would be unlocked, and he would vanish. But I was selfish, and I wanted my body back. Needed my body back. I wanted to help him remember, but he couldn't hear me. I wanted to talk to Caspar.
- Caspar's POV -
There was hope. Joe still had the memories. I just had to help him unlock them before it's too late.
"Do you have suggestions of things to try to trigger back his memories?"
The doctors mouth twitched, "Well," He pushed up his glasses, "This is a... very unusual case. So I cannot guarentee any results, but ideas I think would work are maybe if you have any footage or film of himself during the memories he's lost. Stories, familiar places, anything you think has played a key role in his memory."
"Yes! Yes that's perfect! There are tons of videos. Thanks for your time." I said, standing. I wanted to leave now, I needed to show Joe the videos. Needed to get him to remember.
The doctor cleared his throat, "Well, you see. We'd like Joe to stay a bit longer for us to ask questions and run more in depth tests. It's the first time something like this has happened, and we'd like to log details for how to help other patients who might go through the same thing."
"Does he have to-" I started.
"I'll do it." I turned to Joe, "I want to help anyone else who might have to go through this."
The doctor beamed, "Thank you very much Mr. Sugg. Please wait here, I'm going to get a team of our best who are dying to meet you."
As soon as the door shut behind him, I grabbed Joe's shoulders, "They're going to treat you like a lab rat! What are you doing?"
His face remained calm, "I want to help anyone else who might go through this. It's terrible. Everyone else knowing things about your life, when all you see is darkness. I want to remember. I want to remember, Caspar. Maybe they can even help."
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"Friends can cuddle, right?" I asked, inching closer to Joe. "Yeah." Joe said, opening one eye adorably to look at me. "They can kiss too?" I whispered, his scent alone sending chills up my spine.