His Amnesiac Woman

Did he lie?

Her:

“He .is .trying .to .help.
Literally you’re are still the same ungrateful hooman, even after 3 months.” Cree continued and I narrowed my eyes in confusion.

“Cree” my mom practically yelled at him suggesting him to stop.

He looked at her still angry but wise enough to zip his mouth.

“3 months?” I asked looking at Cree, cause I knew he was the only one who would answer.

Now both my family members turned to me having the same confusion on their faces as mine.

“3 months!” my mom exclaimed as if it was something so obvious.

“you have been away from us since 3 months Xale.”

What the hell. 

“The doctor told me I was in the bed since 6 days, did he lie?”

Am I still dreaming.
Had already 3 months passed with me on this bed.

“of course he did not.” Cree chipped in.

“you met an accident last week, after which, this gentleman...” He pointed to the couch where the handsome face was sitting. He moved his paper and peeped out to look at us and smirked.

That was hot but I still don’t like him.

“..got you here. But you have been missing since 3 months. Where the hell were you?” Cree continued drawing his eyebrows together and crossing his arms, looking furious and shocked at the fact that I don’t remember shit.

“I – I don’t know. I was missing?” I stuttered.
This was another piece of information.

I was absent for 3 months, god alone knows where, in what condition, and I don’t even remember.

Wow.

I looked over to my mother who was equally surprised as I was just for a different reason. She looked at me hopefully, to tell her where I had been all the while, but how could I?

I looked to my left over the couch where the ‘not-so-stranger’ man was sitting.  He looked up to me with sadness visible on his face which clearly did not suit him and looked disappointed.

The little bit of concern and his distressed countenance almost convinced me to take help from him.
But again, why is he bothered. It’s not as if I have forgotten about him or something.

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It was a little too much to process in the span of less than 24 hours.

I woke up in a hospital where I was unconscious for 6 days. I have been paralyzed from my waist down, to lose everything that I had, to whatever car or airplane that knocked me.

My medical expenses were managed by a man that I hardly knew anything about.

This new man, that I don’t really trust, is going to stay at my place henceforth, for I don’t know  how long.

And as if it were not enough, I came to know that I not only missed 6 days of my life. In fact I had been missing since 3 months and I have no idea where I was all the while.

Am I asleep and still dreaming. Or wait, have I entered the parallel universe and if so, let me tell you the life of Xale here, is more fuckworthy than mine on earth.

Or maybe I am already dead and this is some sort of an after-life prank.

Well my whole life was a joke anyway so I wouldn’t mind that.

“where are you mentally?” a demanding hoarse voice brought me back to my present. Brought me back to realize that I was still on earth and this is supposedly my reality.

I sighed again and I have lost the count of how many times I have sighed since whenever I got up. I don’t even know what time it is.

“what time is it?” I asked the uselessly striking man in front of me.
Remy as he claims his name.

“9.03pm.” he said checking on his little electronic apple device and keeping it back in his pocket.

“congratulations on being awake for 8 hours now.” This really made me cringe and recoil.
“I am not a new born kid that you need to celebrate my birth time every one hour.” I curled my lip as I looked away from him.

My family had left the room, I don’t know when. Perhaps when I was trying to understand the downward loop of my own fate.

He must have seen me looking around and by the door that he decided to answer my unvoiced question.

“Cree and your mom have left for home. The hospital doesn’t allow more than one family member to stay back at night.” He spoke smoothly roaming around in the room.

“Exactly. So a family member should be staying. What the fuck are you doing here?” I was astounded with how fine he made things sound.

“Your mom isn’t healthy and Cree needs to take care of her. She has anyway stayed back for the past 6 days. Let’s get them to rest. Mm?” he sat next to me stroking his hand over mine before realising how much I was hating it and finally getting up to go to the couch allotted to his butt.

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