My Little Amnesia: Fluttershy Novels & Stories

I stood at the foot of her bed, a respectful distance that felt like a canyon. “They told me you might not remember. That the drug could cause confusion.” I kept my tone even, factual. “Is that what’s happening, Calla? Are you confused?” A slow, careful breath lifted her shoulders. She finally turned her head. Her eyes were clear. Too clear. They held none of the fog of amnesia. They held fear, sharp and bright as shattered glass. “I… I don’t remember much, sir,” she whispered, her voice raspy from the tube they’d had down her throat. “It’s all… fragments.”

"What's with the tone, Damian? Calvin was kind enough to pack up your things for you, but instead of thanking him, you're getting all sarcastic?" Calvin's eyes turned red with tears, and he ducked behind Dad like a wounded child. Seeing this, Anna snarled at me, "You meanie! Don't you dare pick on my dad! Get out of our house!" At that moment, I couldn't help but laugh. My heart shattered, and I couldn't stop shaking. Yvonne had stayed silent up until that moment. She fixed her depthless eyes on me and bit out, "You faked your memory loss, didn't you, Damian?"

She fumbles with her satchel, her composure visibly shaken. “What major is she taking?” I ask. She hesitates. “Actually… she wasn’t allowed to go into anything medical. We steered her toward arts and education. Literature, mostly.” “But she’s a natural healer,” I press gently. “You know that.” She opens her mouth. Closes it. I wait. “She doesn’t remember any of it,” she whispers after a long pause. “She’s had amnesia since she was ten. We told her it was from a fall. But…” Her eyes dart around the hallway. Then she lowers her voice.

After Sally took a deep breath, she silently clicked on the videos inside the email. The videos were of the children’s past performances in the welfare home. There was a little boy in the videos who had a seemingly permanent reluctant look on his face. He was emotionless whenever he was on stage. The little guy looked cute but had a sense of pretend maturity—much like Sam. Sally looked at the video and inexplicably felt that the little boy seemed somewhat familiar, but she could not remember exactly where she had seen him. After all, she had amnesia and could not even remember who she was.

Then she fitted the three edges of the bassinets together. Then she left quietly, sidestepping the smirking bastard. Justin entered just then. His gaze fixed on Raymond’s as he mindlinked him and said, “I wanted to tell you earlier, alpha. The Luna has amnesia.” “What? You have amnesia?” Raymond asked out loud as he turned to Athena. Her expression did not change as she nodded and went to sit. “I see you've been updated. Yes, I have no memory of this.” She answered, her finger gesture encompassing the whole place.

She just looked at me almost in tears while holding my hand tightly. "Amber, she lost her memory, selective amnesia, I was there when the doctor said that, we try to test her, I try to ask her if she knows you or even her other friends but she doesn't really remember, I even let her see your picture, I just don't know now if she still remembers me, so friend, I was afraid to see you get hurt by this reality, I know how much you love her " I felt weak, my knee fell to the ground, tears suddenly formed in my eyes ... hmmmm sob* sob* hmmmm it's all my fault Van, I was the cause of her accident, hmmmmm Oh god Amber .... I am so sorry ...

But it seems that Sophia has forgotten about the incident because Sophia was only 10 years old at that time. And the dream seemed to wake Sophia up, the dream was present as if telling her that this was the reason Jessica hated her. Sophia looked around her room with a dazed expression. Wait, she didn't feel like she was in the pavilion but .... “Oh my god!” Sophia realized that she was not sleeping in her room. It was Oliver's room. “Why am I here?”

All I knew was I was scared shitless of this beast in front of me. “Poor little Aria, a waste of space slut, good for nothing, I should’ve never kept you.” She spat vehemently, winding herself up further. “I thought about it all day and there’s no way you have amnesia; you’re still the same pathetic girl who can’t keep her legs closed. What a pity that you lied to me. I don’t know how you fooled the doctor and everyone else, but you can’t fool me little girl.” “I can’t remember fucking anything! You think this is some sick game I’m playing!” I yelled back after finding my inner strength.

Her teary eyes shut down slowly and her heavy breathe evens. I don't even want to stay in the room anymore . I decide to walk out to process this . My wolf is begging me to go back to our mate but I decide against that . ***** "Doctor ,"I stand up finally after hours of waiting .she comes out of the room looking exhausted and I don't blame her ,"what happened to my mate ? Why doesn't she recognize me ?" "I'm so sorry alpha ,I believe our Luna is going through a serious amnesia condition ,"she sighs

I asked her with a disdainful look even though I don't know if it's her presence that's making me have this weird feelings about her or it's because of how brutally injured I am. Her eyes went through every corners of my room and from the way she kept on looking I knew within myself that she was trying to reveal a truth that's meant for my ears alone. Leaning closer to my ears she spoke in a voice not quite audible, “Anna has silent amnesia and that simply means that you can have your way back to her heart.” “Silent…” I was about to scream out the name of her ailment when Mira shut me up with her hands fully covered on my lips, holding back the little breath I had in me.