Chapter 36

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Nina's POS

"Hum hum"

I open my eyes and my mother is sitting there, staring at me and drinking coffee. I wonder what she can look at. Where do I have something on my face? I turn my head and realize that Derek and I are entwined. In bed. In front of my mother! I elbow Derek who wakes up right away and lets me go when he sees my mother.

"Mom! What are you doing here?"

Derek gets up and rushes out of bed. He stumbles when he wants to get out of bed, which makes me laugh.

He gets up embarrassed.

"I...uh...I'm sorry that you saw us in this position Mrs. Forbes. And uh... I'm going to go...get you to eat Nina" he quickly eclipses himself intimidated.

My mother laughs.

"I love this little one!"

"Where is Dad?" I ask.

"He had to go back to work. Besides, I'm going to have to go back too. I hope it's not a problem?"

"Absolutely not" I answer with a smile without hypocrisy.

I'm used to my parents working a lot. And then I'm fine, I can manage on my own.

I notice a bouquet of roses on the bedside table.

"Who are they from?" I ask out of curiosity.

"No idea. There is a letter inside," she said, getting up to kiss me on the forehead before disappearing.

I extend my arm to catch the famous little white letter.

"When I thought that nothing would reach me more than you leaving me, you with no memory of me is much worse. Maybe having erased me from your life is better for you in the end. You can't remember how stupid I was. I offer you this red rose decorated with these blue roses. Blue roses would represent patience, eternal hope, the achievement of the impossible. The red rose symbolizes passionate love. I am ready to wait months if necessary for you to remember me and find the strength one day, to forgive me because deep down, I need you. It's easier to write than to say it, but I really think so.

Recover well, Paul"

These words are so touching! But with all the good will in the world, no matter how hard I tried, I can't remember him! It's as if I had a blockage with him! That my brain didn't want to remember him, it's super weird!

Derek enters the room with a white cup in his hand and a brown bag in the other.

"I brought you your Java Chip with peanut butter cookies."

"My favorites! "I exclaim before taking him in my arms to thank him.

He sits next to me and contemplates me eating. I give him a curious look.

"What happened yesterday, I hope you..."

"I don't regret it," I answer him by kissing him.

He smiles and gives me my kiss as an answer.

I finish eating and then Derek makes me pass the time playing Scrabble. We have a good time until the nurse arrives and makes me sign a document so I can get out of the hospital.

"I have my car, I'll take you back," he told me as he left the hospital.

I go up and sit in the front seat.

"Strictly, I had a good time in the hospital," I point out to him.

"Debtedly because I was there" he answers with humor.

I'm thinking about this bouquet of roses. This letter. Paul. It is obvious that we had a kind of relationship. But I love Derek. He is there for me and from what I remember, he has always been. Jena and Hillary too. Hillary...

"Hillary!" I exclaim out loud

"Hillary?"

"I have to go see Hillary before she leaves! Please take me to Hillary's house!"

Derek nods and takes me to Hillary's house. He drops me off in front of her house.

"Call me if you need me to bring you back or something else."

I kiss him and then get out of the car. I'm rushing to Hillary's door. She opens the door for me.

"When are you leaving?"

"Tomorrow morning" she said, letting me in.

"We have to take advantage! Do you mind if I stay to sleep with you tonight?" I ask him.

"No, on the contrary. We can organize a pajama party. I'm going to call Jena," she said, grabbing her phone.

Like in the good old days! It's a bit of a shame that we had to wait for one of us to leave to meet again.

I prepare some snacks for the evening while Hillary finishes her boxes. Jena ends up arriving quite quickly, with pizzas and movies.

We spend the evening watching movies while filling ourselves with pizzas and chips and remembering the good old days. We enjoy our evening because we know at the bottom that it's the last.

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