Date: Fri, 23 Nov 2012 16:02:27 +0000
From: whiteryan65@gmail.com
Subject: Please Remember Me ch 2

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Please...Remember me

Previous Chapter: Werner Cleverley and Ryan Black have been life long
friends ever since Kindergarten. Three years previously, Ryan had a scare
when he was diagnosed with Bloodcancer. Afraid that he would die without
ever getting a chance to tell Werner his true feelings, he told him he
loved him. After Ryan got better, Werner confessed to his life long friend
that he felt exactly the same. Three years on, the the present day,
Werner's mom found them in bed together. Both Werner's parents had problems
accepting their son was gay, however, his dad could still tolerate
it. Werner and Ryan however promised to love eachother always, and that
biggots and homophobes were not going to drive them apart. The following
morning, Werner's mom, Marie threw him out of the house as she couldn't
live with a gay person under one roof. Werner was so upset he rushed out to
school in order to see Ryan, but he was run over by a Mercedes Bentz. He
was diagnosed with a partically fractured skull and was in a coma for
forty-three days. Finally Ryan received the good news that his friend had
woken up...but the joy didn't last long. Werner was suffering from amnesia,
he didn't even recognise his own father!

Chapter 2

"No...No Uncle Jake, no!! I've been waiting so long for my boyfriend to
wake up and now you're telling me that I can't see him?? That's total
bullshit right there!"

"Ryan, please understand, son. He has AMNESIA! He couldn't even remember
who I was! He's NOT gonna remember you..."

"He loves me, Uncle Jake! Im not saying he doesn't love you aswell, but he
WILL remember me!"

Jacob Cleverley sighed at the eighteen year old before him. There was only
one way to prove to Ryan that he was telling the truth. This was definitely
going to hurt the boy, but this was something he had to see and experience
for himself.

"Fine...fine Ryan, he is in Room 267, straight down the passage way, turn
right and the third door on your left. Ryan...please don't be upset if he
cannot remember you."

But Ryan wasn't listening. He ran straight down the passage way like Uncle
Jake directed him, turned right and stopped when he got to the third door
on the left hand side. He nervously breathed in and out, made sure he
looked somewhat respectable and slowly walked into the room. Werner was
indeed awake, with both of his arms across his beautiful teenage face. The
same face which Ryan fell in love with all those years ago. Werner must
have heard a noise because he quickly, and much too painful, turned around
to look at Ryan.

"Fuck!! Shit that hurts!" Werner hissed as the blinding pain in his head
shot through his brain from getting up too fast. He had only just woken up
early that same morning! He squinted his eyes against the sun blazing into
the room from the outdoors before focusing on the boy standing infront of
him.

"Werner...jeez dude, you're okay! I was so damn worried..." Ryan said with
unshed tears in his eyes. Werner's hair had started to grow back slowly
after the surgery but the scar where the scalpel dug into could still be
seen. Otherwise, he was still the same Werner Ryan knew and loved with all
his young heart.

"I'm sorry...Dude..." Werner said slowly as he looked Ryan up and down. The
latter could see confusion in his eyes. Uncle Jake's voice came back to
haunt him at that moment...

"Werner...please pal...please tell me you remember who I am?" Ryan finally
asked, blatantly terrified of hearing the answer that he somehow already
knew.

"Dude...I'm sorry, but should I know you? Were we friends or something?"

Ryan's hands immediately rose upwards and ran themselves through his spiky
hair. He didn't care that half the dried gel was now stuck to his
fingers. He stared at his best friend with a utter force of disbelief and
dissapointment.

"Werner, it's me! Ryan Black...your best friend since Kindergarten! Fuck
sake, dude, how can you NOT remember me? I don't fucking understand this!"

"Whoa man, slow down there! You're freaking me out! Look here, I woke up
this morning and things are fucked, okay? I couldn't even remember my own
name until that older dude who says he's my father told me what it was!
Give me a break, okay? Im shit scared! Jeez my head hurts..." Werner said
before he sunk backwards onto the pillow. It was then that Jacob entered
the room after standing outside and hearing everything said between the two
boys.

"Come on, Ryan. Werner needs to rest. He's still way to weak to be upset
like this."

"Uncle Jake, you KNOW I wouldn't ever do anything to hurt Werner, for
crying out loud, he's my boyf..."

"Yeah okay, I know that. Lets get you home. I'll come and pick you up this
evening at six when its visiting hours. Werner..."

The confused eighteen year old opened his eyes and casted them to the man
standing next to him. Could this man really be his father?

"Uhm...yeah?"

"Get some sleep, okay? We'll be back tonight."

"What's the point, Mister? I don't know you guys! I don't know what the
hell is going on! Im so scared, can no one understand that!" Werner
screamed out at the top of his voice. A huge mistake since a blinding flash
of pain blasted over his brain yet again, which forced him to curl up
inside the bed, holding his head.

Jacob took hold of his son's shoulder and gently started to rub the shaking
flesh underneath it. He lifted up Werner's face and saw the tears that was
beginning to stream across the handsome boyish face.

"Werner, I'm your father. I will never do anything bad to you. Neither will
Ryan over there. He has been your best friend since you guys were six years
old. Believe us, son. We will never lie to you."

"Then why can't I remember you...?" Werner whispered through his tears,
desperately seeking the answer in the older man's eyes.

"Son, the doctor told me that there is no way in telling when your amnesia
will clear off or when you will start to remember things. Give it some
time. I promise you, everything is going to be okay."

Jacob leaned down and kissed Werner's forehead, before giving him a pat on
the shoulder. Ryan just stood there the whole time listening to the
intimate conversation between father and son before him. If Werner didn't
remember Uncle Jake of all people...what were the chances that he would
remember him?

Something else was bothering Ryan and when himself and Uncle Jake got to
the parking lot. He wasn't sure that he was correct, but he owed it to
himself and to Werner in a nutshell to ask.

"Uncle Jake...I was wondering...right before I said that Ryan was my
boyfriend and I would never harm him...you stopped me right before I could
say "boyfriend", didn't you?"

Jacob looked Ryan straight in the eye. Then finally after a minute or so,
he had to nod his head very gently. Still no words were spoken.

"Why, Uncle Jake? Why don't you want him to remember me?" Ryan asked
quietly. Jacob sighed before he finally answered.

"Son, the way that the doctor explained this whole thing to me was
upsetting. Bascially anyone could at this moment tell Werner a story and
he'll have no option or choice but to take it as the truth, since he cannot
remember anything about himself or his surroundings. All that he knows is
that he's a boy. Now...the old Werner who was fully aware who and what he
is, had NO problem with himself being gay and being inlove with
you. BUT...this current version of Werner might not be too thrilled
learning that he was in a gay relationship. I don't know how he will take
that news. The Werner you and I have known all our lives is still hidden in
that boy upstairs in that hospital room, Ryan! But at the moment...he's not
there. Please understand and realise why had HAD to stop you from saying
anything. Having that information might make it more difficult reconnecting
your friendship with him aswell. Things will be awkward for you both, not
just for him."

Ryan thought about that for a while. Ofcourse, if he would take it on
himself, if he had lost his memory, he would also be freaked out to know he
was gay. Uncle Jake was right. There was no way to know for sure how "this"
Werner would adapt to that.

"I understand, Uncle Jake, but I can't just forget what we had? I know you
probably don't wanna hear this, but the day before the accident, he told me
he'd love me forever. Such was his determination that despite of Aunt Marie
and you not taking it well, despite of what people might say, that he chose
to love me still. I can't just let that go!"

"Ryan, I understand a lot more than you think. It wasn't easy for me either
looking into my son's eyes, knowing he hasn't got a fricken clue who I
am. Go home for now, get some rest. I'll pick you up at around six, okay?"

Ryan nodded, got into his car and drove home. An idea was forming into his
head the moment that he entered his bedroom. He quickly opened up his
cupboard and started to gather all the photoalbums he owned. He carefully
handpicked all the photo's of himself and Werner of all different ages and
placed them aside. When you're friends with someone for eleven years, you
have loads of pics gathered over times. When he finished there was nine
pictures that he thought would prove to Werner that he was who he said he
was. One of them were taken at Werner's 12th birthday party. The latter was
blowing out the candles on the cake and he roped into Ryan to help him. One
was taken when Ryan had cancer, and Werner had scooped him up in his
arms. One was taken last year at the beach with his mom's old throw away
camera. Ryan then retrieved his digital camera aswell, making sure that
where was still loads of pics on it that Werner could not at. Hopefully,
one of them would jog his memory.

***

In the meanwhile, Werner was getting some much needed rest, but for the
hell of it, he couldn't get to sleep. In his mindseye, the images of the
older dude and the younger dude kept flashing before him. He was told the
older man was his father. And that the young dude was his best friend. He
closed his eyes painfully. Why the hell couldn't he remember them?? Surely
he had a mother aswell?? Why haven't she been here yet? His head was
starting to hurt and he stopped trying to picture them. Just then a woman
walked in followed by a very attractive young girl.

"Young Mr Cleverley, its so good to see you up and about! Im Doctor Rachel
Volhanten, I was the neurosurgeon who performed your operation. So relax,
you're in good hands. I know it's not visiting hours already, and that you
might not remember her, but my daughter is a good friend of yours at
school, and wanted to say hi. Okay, Franzette, only five minutes, you hear?
He needs to rest."

As Doctor Volhanten made her way out, Franzette placed herself into the
chair next to Werner's bed. The latter only started at her, trying to place
her somewhere in his hidden memories but nothing came to mind.

"Wow...my mom was right. You don't remember me at all, do you, Werner?" she
asked, quite astonished.

"I'm...I'm sorry, I really am. I'm trying to but..." Werner said before his
head started to hurt again, which made him stop speaking. His tongue also
felt very heavy.

"That's okay. You'll get better. Let me fill you in some...I'm Franzette,
I'm one of your friends at school. We wrote our last exam today. Its just
this one more week and then its the holidays."

"Was I supposed to be writing those exams aswell?"

"Uhm...yeah...sorry but you asked! Im sure the school people will allow you
to write again due to the circumstances."

Werner pressed his palm on his forehead to somehow try and stop the pain
that was dancing through it. It was like he couldn't quite focus.

"Franzette, right? What the hell happened that day? The day that I ended up
here? My dad...well the man that says he's my dad, just said it was a car
accident."

"It was, Werner. Me and Mom were driving right behind the car that hit
you. We didn't see you being hit, but we heard it. Mom then called the
ambulance when I told her who you were. You've been in a coma for well over
a month."

"Tell me, do I have a best friend?" Werner asked, picturing the younger
dude's face in his mind.

"Oh yes, his name is Ryan Black. You guys are like inseperable!"

So then they both were telling me the truth, Werner thought.

"Do I have like...a girlfriend or something? I mean, I've lost my memory
and shit, but I'm still a guy...you know?"

It was like a light of hope had flashed on in Franzette's eyes. She always
had a crush on his guy. She used to dream of the day that he would ask her
to Prom. Ofcourse that never happened. Werner was never seen with a
girl. She was pretty damn sure that he was single. This was her big
chance. It was now or never...

"Uhm...to tell you the truth...me and you...we had a secret relationship."

"Me and you? Jeez...okay...but why was it secret?"

Franzette thought for a moment before answering.

"Because I was not quite in your league, Werner. You were popular and good
at sports. I was just a normal girl who prefers to be at home instead of
going to parties. We both decided it was better if our relationship was
kept a secret."

While Werner was processing that, Franzette closed her eyes and hoped that
she would never be caught out. The story she just lied to Werner about
makes absolute sence. She loved Werner Cleverley so much. She would do
anything for them to be together.

***

Werner looked through all the photos that Ryan brought carefully, willing
himself to remember something of what he saw before him. Finally he threw
the photos to the floor in sheer desperation of not being able to remember
anything.

"FUCK THIS!!" he screamed, before Doctor Volhanten, who was in the next
room with a patient, entered his.

"What on earth is going on here?" she demanded, but when she saw the
pictures laying on the floor, she knew the answer immediately.

"Werner, I know its hard. But you cannot go screaming around like
that. This is a hospital afterall," she said sympatetically before leaving
the room, closing the door. Ryan immediately began to pick up the pictures
that was scattered around the floor.

"I'm...I'm sorry..."

Ryan stood up and saw the tears streaming down Werner's face. Immediately
he flung himself at the boy he loved and held him close. Oh how many times
didn't they just cuddle and caress eachother like this? Sex wasn't always
needed. Loads of times, just being close to eachother was more than
enough. Their love was that strong. Remembering what Uncle Jake warned him
about, he reluctantly let go of Werner who was wiping his tears away
angrily.

"Dude, you will get better, you will start recognising people and
things. Just give it time, its just the first day..."

"Well its a day too long, Ryan! I didn't recognise my own dad or my best
friend! If that Franzette girl didn't confirmed it to me, I would even have
bothered looking at those photos."

"Franzette was here? I didn't see her when we arrived?" Ryan asked with a
frown in his face.

"Her mom is the doctor who treated me. She came to see me about three hours
ago. Ryan...look man, those pics you showed me, okay I believe you that we
are best friends for a fucking long time. I really do. BUT...fuck dude, I
don't remember ANY of that. I can't picture myself hanging out with you or
doing stuff with you like that. I don't know what to do..."

Ryan took a DEEP breath. Ofcourse he hoped that somehow Werner would have
remembered something from the photos. He prayed to God for guidance before
saying:

"Well dude, I'm not gonna give up on my best friend. You may not remember
me, but I do, and all the good times we had over the years. You are just
gonna have to get to know me all over again. Well...that's if you want to."

Werner picked up the digital camera from the table and once again glanced
through the pics on there. Each one of them showed and proved to him that
Ryan was his best friend. He at least owed it to Ryan to try and get to
know him again.

"Yeah man...I will try."

"Great, pal. I'm just gonna get me a coffee or something, I'll be right
back."

As Ryan made his way to the cafeteria, he felt a sence of sadness. Its
gonna be a long time, before he can finally tell Werner that they were gay
and in a relationship. As the waitress gave him the steaming cup of coffee,
he realised that Werner was totally different from before the
accident. There was just *something* strange about him and it was NOT just
the Amnesia. Ryan shook his head. He prayed that he would be able to
re-establish a connection with his friend. When he entered Werner's
bedroom, he saw Uncle Jake sitting in the chair next to the bed. He quickly
placed his fingers before his mouth and winked at Werner. The poor boy was
finally asleep, clearly dog tired of everything that had happened and what
he had to discover that day. Jacob signaled to Ryan that he was going down
to the parking lot so long. When they were alone once more, Ryan carefully
took a sip of the hot coffee, before looking at Werner's sleeping face.

A single tear rolled down the teenager face and dripped onto the coffee
lid.

"Please...remember me..." Ryan whispered before quickly running out of the
room.



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