The other way around

Twenty six

Dean P.O.V.

I was in and out of consciousnesses, they were beating me hard this time was Oran and Darragh, when the gunshots started, I saw their panicked faces.

They did it, they found me, she found me, before I die. I just have to hold a little longer, at least to see her one more time. They started talking in Irish I didn't understand what they were talking about. I was on my knees, my whole body hurts, Oran came behind me and had a knife against my throat, Darragh went behind the door and turned off the light.

I wanted to scream, call her name, warn her about them, but I couldn't, even my tongue hurt for all the beating they gave me. I saw the door open, my eyes were barely open but I could tell it was her, by her tropical fruits perfume.

The smell of paradise.

I felt the light in my eyes, then the knife in my throat was gone, but I felt my body being cut deep, slowly I looked to my side and saw Oran with a knife in his eye, I look to my harm, and there was a lot of blood coming out of it, I could hear the fight, the sound of bones breaking and skin hitting skin. But I couldn't see any of it, my eyes were getting heavier and heavier, I could feel my life slipping away.

I heard the door opening and the first gunshot, soon there was more.

"Athena." I whispered before everything went black.

"Fuck, faster, you need to drive faster." I heard someone say, and I groaned.

"Dean? Can you hear me?" Someone said and I groaned again.

"Athena?" I whispered.

"I'm sorry man. She's in another car with Vincenzo, she was hit." I opened my eyes and saw Fred, I felt like my harm was being squeezed.

"I need Athena." I said.

"We are trying to get you both to the hospital, just hold on for her a little longer man." He said, and I passed out again.

This time I woke up hearing a beep, slowly I opened my eyes and looked around after I got used to the light, I was in a hospital. There was someone on the couch but I could see the face.

"Athena." I said, but it was so low I don't think anybody could listen to me. But somehow the person did.

"Dean, how are you feeling? I'm going to call the doctor." Lorenzo said.

"Athena?" I asked. I know he heard me but he ignored me. He got out of the room. I was still feeling pain but nothing like when I was in that shit hole.

I started ripping the IV and the wires that were in my chest. The pain was getting worse but I don't care, I remember hearing the fight and hearing the gunshots but I don't know what happen, who got shot. I need to see her.

I need Athena.

I got off from the bed, my feet hurt, my legs hurt, every fucking thing hurt. When I was almost at the door, someone opened it, that someone was Lorenzo with a doctor.

"What are you doing?" Lorenzo asked.

"Where is Athena? I want to see her."

"Dude get in bed you were out for two weeks."

"Two weeks?"

"Yes."

"And Athena?" I asked again for her, but he looked away from my eyes.

"Is she dead?" I asked.

"No." He said.

"Then why can't I see her?" I raised my voice.

"Because she doesn't remember." He said.

"What? What are you saying?" I asked and Lorenzo looked at the doctor, he took one step closer and started talking.

"Miss Athena's case is complicated, she came to the hospital with huge blood loss and two bullet wounds, one of which was really close to the heart, we had to operate to take the bullet out, she had three cardiac arrests and the last one it took us more time to bring her back, that made her brain get deprived for oxygen for a few minutes. We are aware that she had other brain injuries not even a month ago, it took her a few days to wake up, when she did, we were happy to see her talk and move but when it came to the part where we asked what she remembered-" he stopped talking there.

"The last thing she remembers is one job she did months ago, where she had to steal some cars." Lorenzo finished.

"So-" I said slowly.

"She doesn't remember you." Lorenzo said. And I felt my world crumble beneath my feet.

"Will she- will she ever get the memories back?" I asked

"We think so, we just don't know when." The doctor said.

"Can I see her?" I asked Lorenzo.

"I don't think that's-" he started talking but the doctor cut him off.

"It might bring her memories or some of them back." He said to Lorenzo.

"Alright then, in that case. But let the doctor check you first." He said and I nodded, walking back to the bed.

While the doctor was doing his work, all I could think about was her. She lost her memory, there was a time when I wished that she could forget me and move on but that was if I ended up dead, which I clearly didn't.

What if she doesn't remember me?

Like never again?

What can I do to make her remember?

Will she even want to see me?

I mean, I'm just a stranger to her now.

What if she doesn't want to remember me?

Should I try and make her remember?

What if she finds happiness without me?

Should I give up?

Let her be happy without me?

Or do I make her fall in love with me again?

I can't imagine my life without her, I may sound obsessed, well I fucking am. She's everything to me, she's my world. It might only have been a few months, and we only had a handful of good moments together, but I don't think I can let her go.

Not without a fight.

Well well well, what will happen now?