His Amnesiac Woman

Pranks

Her:

We got in the vessels from the table back to the kitchen. My mom was requesting me go get seated, but I couldn't be in the room where that man stays, for too long.

"He is weird. Very weird." I complained. But for my mom now, he has proven to be a saint. My mom as always rolled her eyes at me and continued to work.

"Mom!"

"I don't know Xael. All I know is that if you are here with us today, it is only because of that man. Trust me, I was scared too. But I have seen him Xael , seen him the days you were unconscious. And I am ok with trusting him."

" My strangest imagination tells me, what if I landed up in the hospital because of him in the first place. We don't even know what he does. Helping the cops? What is that even supposed to mean. He is a big liar momma"

"He isn't lying. I have met the cops." Now that's a news

" Thanks to his contacts, all the legal procedure that lead after the accident was wrapped up faster and we could progress with the medical emergency.

Trust me this once Xael mm? Will u?"

I sighed. Were I really being too much ?

I looked at him, sitting on the couch, laughing along with my brother.

His handsome face lit up even more attractively. I stood there examining his features smiling at myself till I realized I have been like that for a while now.

He must have sensed my eyes on him, that he immediately looked up to match his gaze with mine. his lips turned upwards offering me a sexy smirk.

I turned away, not only because I was embarrassed, but also because I believed my cheeks were turning red.

***

Remy had offered me to drive down to the psychiatrist. And although to me he seemed dangerous, travelling with him, in his car, somehow still felt safe. I was again, taking my time out, memorizing his features, when the car halted at the red light.

He turned to me, "Am I looking too hot today Ms. Ginart?" he smirked.

Everything about him is good, as long as he doesn't open his mouth. I scoffed at him turned to look outside my window.

Turning red with embarrassment again.

"Here" he said, removing a box from one of the compartments of his car, "Take this. It's for you." He offered the white box down to me.

I opened it to find a brand new Iphone. I gave out a dry laugh.

" I can't take this. You have anyway done a lot for me. I don't need it." I gave a false last statement. I knew I needed the phone. I had lost mine to the tragic accident, and I needed to call my boyfriend Jade.

"Don't worry. Its not from me. Cree has brought this for you, but he was too shy to hand it." I took a second glance at the device. It showed how my brother, my tiny little brother, was now all grown up.

I smiled at it. "thank you." I whispered to Remy while he just drove silently in response.

***

The first session of counseling, and it was not so bad to say the least.

He promised me to try his best so that I could recollect my last 3 months.

"Drive to this place." I flashed an address on my phone, so Remy could see. His raised his eyebrows and immediately turned back to the road ahead.

"What's this?" he asked, as he chewed his gum, focusing on the side mirror.

"My boyfriend Jade's place."

He turned to look at me instantly, as if he couldn't believe I can date.

"What? I was normal once." My bruised tone audible, filling the car.

He rolled his eyes at me, deciding to stay quiet turning back away from me.

"You are still normal." He said softly, driving ahead.

And although it didn't mean a lot, perhaps he must have just said it to make my 'loser self' feel a little better, this did bring a smile to my face. I turned to look outside the window.

How's the weather? Lovely, isn't it?

The car gently came to a halt in front of the building I was waiting to visit, waking me up from my tiny nap. I had started sleeping a lot more after that life changing event. I knew my mental status wasn't in a very healthy state. And this was another reason I had agreed to visit the counselor.

But I thought that was all. That if I'd be resilient with my rehab, that if I try to not pity myself, that if I'd not be pessimistic, things will get better. Not all at once, but I was sure that the graph will rise.

But I guess my life wasn't done with its pranks.