Gerard's P.O.V
I wrapped my arms around her tightly. "Sylvie you're alright," I whisper with tears of joy.

"W...who....who are you," she quietly asks.

I quickly withdraw myself from her and look in her eyes. She doesn't remember. "I'm Gerard, were friends," I whisper slowly getting up to go get the doctor. I feel a sharp pain in my wrist and I spot Sylvia's hand clutching my wrist, harshly.

"P...please don't leave me," she pleads.

I notice how scared she looked so I sat back down next to her. She slowly leaned on my chest and drifted off back to sleep. I smiled and played with her hair until I heard the most horrifying noise. The heart monitor saying she was dead. No! She can't be dead, no!