A Surprise

My head hurts. I wake up and see an unfamiliar place, I sit up and look around, ooh I'm at the hospital.

I hate hospital's, they make me feel uneasy but that doesn't matter right now.

What happened to me? as soon as I thought that a doctor came in.

"Hello, my name is Joseph Smith, a doctor as you can tell. Now, do you remember what happened to

you and how you ended up here?"

what I remember?...oh that's right , I got hit by a truck

" I only remember getting hit by a truck while running away from a cat. That's all."

He looks at me with a raised eyebrow,

"I see, well you don't have nothing to worry about. The only reason you were unconscious was because of the impact of the incident and because of the amount of loss of blood. You do have have a large scar on your waist so please try to be careful but don't worry you'll be fine."

I wasn't really worried about myself I was more worried about how much the medical bill will cost.

" How much will the medical bill cost me me?"

"Before talking about the medical bill there are still some questions I need to ask you or more specifically one, what's your name?"

I look at him confused. Why would he ask my name? whatever

"Rosa, my name is Rosa Cruz...why?"

He walks to the counter, opens a drawer and takes out a clipboard with a white sheet.

I'm pretty sure that's not how doctors are suppose to manage their workplace but who am I to judge?

"When is your birthday? " He gets his pen and starts writing

"November 28, 2002, is there a reason why-" He cuts me off and continues writing

"How old are you" He said flipping through (what I thought was a single sheet of paper) to the next page.

" Before I answer you, first tell me why you are asking me all this questions"

He stops and looks at me straight in the eye

" There may be a chance that you have forgotten who you are, to be more precise, memory loss. Although it seems you are answering these questions without any sort of difficulty so it's most likely something else. That's why I'm asking you these questions. I need to know what you're condition is."

My body freezes, I'm confused. What does he mean memory loss , me? That can't be possible, I remember exactly what happened, the orphanage, Amber, even my danm name so why does he think I have memory loss or anything of the sort?

"If my name isn't Rosa, then what is it?"

He looks at me straight in my eyes with a plain expression and says,

"Ruby, your name is Ruby Fate Thompson. You are nine teen years old and your birthday is on December 26, 2005"

What the hell? what is he talking about? I was never called by that name and was never ever referred to as Ruby.

What's more he said he said my birth month and year completely different from what I told him. I stand up and sart to pace around the room, meanwhile the doctor starts writing again.

Annoyed I say, " Can you stop writing I'm trying to think" He nods and stops writing.

Okay let's think logically..but there's nothing logically about this.I start panicking and start to feel nauseous, I stop pacing and run to the restroom and throw up.

The doctor then runs as well and calls in for assistance.

"Stop, I'm fine, no need to call for assistance"

"...Alright "

I stand up and wash my mouth, out of pure instinct I look up at the mirror and freeze.

I'm a completely different person, literally.

With my hands I start touching this person's face.

There's no way this is me, what happened? why do I look like this ? where is my body? I'm dreaming I have to be.

I slap my face for extra measures, didn't work.

"Enough, what is slapping your face going to accomplish? go lay down I'll be back"

Completely ignoring him, I wait until he gets out and resume to what I was doing.

I splash water on my face, cold and hot, still look the same, I pinch my face, thighs, and arms, same result.

Am I...in a different...body? that's impossible...and even if I did how?

Three days pass by and I was told my occupation, about my family, my financial situation, everything I needed to know.In order to have found this out I had to play the card of a poor sad girl who lost her memory because of a tragic incident.

It sucked but I had to do what I need to do to get by.

I found out that I'm actually a rich nine teen year old girl from a prestigious family, our relationship is as worst as it can get and the only reason why I still live off their money is because I'm their only child, as far as I know they aren't complete ass holes.

I work as a secretary of the biggest company of the country, the NHCPI. Stands for National Home Corporation Preparation Institute.

This company focuses on building homes affordable for everyone even if they aren't able to purchase one.

The main reason why this company is well-known is because 90% of the construction and housing industry use this company installment plan.

I own more than two houses across the country and a dog named Troy. I have no relationships and no friends. I don't know why I ended up in this girl's body, which is still hard for me to believe but at least I know I'm not in some unknown universe.

It's the same year, same technology, just a different body with a entirely different life than mine.

I go to check myself out and pay for the medical bill. As I do I noticed a lot of people staring at me,

Is there something on my face?

"Here you go, it will be-"

"Holly shit" I look at the price of the medical bill and I'm extremely surprised. The price is three time higher than my house bill.

Although that is expected, as soon as this body's owner was sent to this hospital, she was sent right to the privet room.

After all she is a woman who has a prestigious family and gets paid well.

The nurse looks at me impatiently but with caution.

"Sorry, here you go" I hand her the credit card and wonder how it must feel to have so much money,

Is it lonely like the how the movie's make it seem? is it stressful? Or does it feel nice owning this much money?

"Here you go, have a nice day"

I pause looking at her smile and say,

" Thank You", doing my best to return the smile she gave me.

I as I start to walk out of the hospital I notice the doctor, what was name again?

"umm doctor I have one las question before I go" I said, In fact there one hundred more questions I want to ask him but this one is far more important.

"What is it?" He said with the same plain expression,

"Whay happened to me so that I had to end up in the hospital? You told me I when I woke up I was unconscious due to the amount of blood loss and because of the impact of the incident Well, what incident? "

He freezes, " I don't believe it would be a great idea for me to tell you"

"Why? don't I need to know? what's more I have a huge scar across my waist, just like you said but just knowing that won't do me any good. Now tell me how I ended up here"

Hesitant he said,

" You were stabed. The reson why the scar is quite large is because they were aiming towards your heart. From what I can tell you were putting up a fight and you were able to avoid be stabed in the heart but on your waist.You were also bleeding from your head which proves that you either fell from strong impact or someone hit you with an object on the head."

I felt my heart starting to freeze and chills go down my spine. Maybe it was for the best if I hadn't known because thanks to this information I now know that someone wanted or wants me dead.

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