Remember me (dixison)

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Dixie felt like she had a hangover, her head was heavy hurting. She groaned and slowly tried to open her eyes. A bright light was blinding her, making her headache even more worse than before. She slowly realized that she was in a hospital, everything was white and clean. Before she could turn her head to take a look at the whole room, someone screamed her name and hugged her very tightly. Dixie couldn't react, she was to shocked. When the person backed off, she could see that it was pretty woman with messed up mascara, as if she had cried. She wore a pink jacket and a simple white t-shirt, and still looked stunning. The woman leaned forward and pressed a soft kiss on Dixie's lips. „I'm so glad you're alive." she whispered with tears in her eyes. „I'm sorry, but...who are you?" Dixie asked confused. The woman looked at her with a very shocked look, not being able to believe what she just said. „That is not funny, Dixie." she whispered and her voice cracked slightly. Dixie shook her head and tried to figure out why she was in a hospital with a stranger who just kissed her. „Where am I? What happened?" she sat up. The girl starred at her, her face expression was heart breaking, her eyes were filled with tears. „You don't remember anything?" she asked carefully. Dixie shook her head again. „...and you don't remember me?" she whispered, almost too quiet. „I'm sorry." Dixie said as she saw the girl's heart breaking in front of her. They both looked up when a doctor entered the room. „Good, you are awake. How are you feeling?" he said and put out a pencil to write on his clipboard. „I'm good, but my waist is hurting and I can't remember what happened." The doctor looked up. „You can't remember? That's weird....the motorcycle must have hit your head, or when you fell..." he was thinking out loud. „Motorcycle?" Dixie asked surprised. „You had an accident." the girl said, forcing her to look at her crying face. „And who are you?" she asked, very annoyed at herself for not being able to remember anything. How could she not remember being hit by a motorcycle? The doctor seemed pretty shocked at her question. „You can't remember your fiancée?". Dixie shook her head. „Your file says you are engaged to an Addison, which is her," he pointed towards the woman besides her bed, „here is your ring, by the way. We took it off during the surgery." he handed her a small, gold ring. Dixie took a close look at it before looking up at  Addison. „That is very pretty. Did you choose it?" Addison's  sad eyes widened. „No, you did." Dixie lowered her gaze to the ring in her hand again, before she put it on the bedside table. The doctor cleared his throat. „You will be able to go home today, just be carefully, your waist got hit pretty hard.". He was about to leave the room when a thought crossed Dixie's mind. „What about the driver? Is he alright?". The doctor turned around with a sad look in his eyes. „He didn't make it. There was nothing we could do for him." Dixie fell back on the pillows and tried to hold back a few tears as she starred out of the window. He died because of her. „Wait a second." Addison mumbled and left the room. Dixie was kind of  glade about the privacy. How should she handle her fiancée that she didn't know at all?

„Doctor! Please!" When the man turned around, he saw the blonde girl running after him. „She really can't remember anything?" she asked, still trying to catch her breath. He sighed and adjusted his glasses. „No. She will remember things like her childhood or basic things like cooking or driving but not you, sorry." Addison was clearly heart broken. „And what can I do to make her remember me?" she whispered. The doctor made a faltering gesture with his empty hand. „Take her to familiar places or show her pictures. But it will take time, don't force her." Addison simply nodded and turned on her heel to head back into the room with the love of her life who didn't know her. She stretched her shoulders and put on a determined face expression. She had already made Dixie fall in love with her once, she would make it again. She couldn't risk losing her.