A collection of short stories

Joel

Millie noticed her car was parked outside it the police station, which was super weird because she didn't drive it here she was in the backseat of a police car perhaps it was driven here by one of the other police officers. Anyways though Millie grabbed her keys from the pocket of the blue jeans she had on and unlocked her car, she drove to the hospital and parked down in the parking lot.

When she stepped out, she rushed over to the entrance to the hospital and dashed over to the receptionist.

''Hello?'' asked the receptionist. ''May I help you.''

''I'm here for Joel Banks'' replied Millie.

''Name or relation?''

''Uh I'm Millie, his neighbour.''

''Millie what?''

''Millie Roberts.''

The receptionist handed Millie a name tag and she clipped it on as she headed down into Joel's room, he had tubes coming out from his nose and he had a huge bandage wrapped around his head. He was half awake, he wasn't dead; just had real bad brain damage.

''Joel?''

''M-Mills?'' he managed to stutter.

''Yeah it's me, look I'm sorry for what I did wasn't thinking.''

''W-w-what did you do?''

''Umm doesn't matter, if you are able to come home I can look after you until you regain your memories again.''

''I'd like that'' he exclaimed.

The doctors and nurses allowed Millie to take Joel home, she placed an arm around her neck but Joel pushed it off.

''I can walk, I remember how to walk Mills'' he said.

''Okay, okay geez sorry.''

Joel sat in the passenger's seat next to Millie and she began driving down to her house, once she had parked into the driveway she used the keys to unlock the door. Joel followed behind her as he took a seat down on her couch.

''Your couch ain't that comfy.''

''Yeah sorry about that, I thought about getting a new one but I just ended up not.''

''You really should.''

Millie nodded and took the advice, she'll get a new couch someday.

''Would you like anything to drink?'' she asked.

''Uh...do you have any hot chocolate?''

''I'll have a look.''

Millie searched through the pantry but she couldn't seem to find any hot chocolate.

''No, sorry'' she quickly added.

''Shit uh what about coffee? You at least got coffee right?''

''Yeah course, my husband always had coffee; there are still a few coffee jars left.''

''Where's your husband now?''

Wow, he really had lost all memories of me and my family thought Millie. I hope he doesn't regain them or else he'll remember what I did to him.

''Oh, he uh died a few months ago'' replied Millie.

''I'm so sorry.''

Millie served Joel his coffee; he didn't thank her. This was awkward, they were both sitting on the uncomfortable couch not even talking or saying anything. Millie had to bring up what to say next.

''Do you remember anything about what happened between us?'' she asked.

''Well I remember you coming over and we had something to drink and I must have had way too much and passed out, I must have hit my head on the table or something which explains the bandage'' he replied.

''Well that's half of what happened.''

''What do you mean? What did happen then?''

''It's best if I don't mention it.''

''No, please tell me I'd like to know.''

Millie sighed.

''Okay, but please don't hate me.''

''I could never hate you Mills.''

There he was again calling her Mills and she still disliked that stupid nickname.

''Well when I came over you had a bit too much of my champagne and ended up trying to kiss me, I got angry and hit you across the head. I thought you were dead.''

''You hitting me over the head? I have a hard time believing that.''

''It's true, I did hit you.''

''You're such a nice person, why would you ever do something like that?''

Millie thought for a moment, Joel was right; why would she do something like that that? Now that was the question.

''I don't know I guess I was under pressure, I was trying to cope with the loss of my husband Jimmy'' she exclaimed.

''Yeah your husband, but I don't think hitting me over the loss of Jimmy is a good coping mechanism'' said Joel.

''Yeah I realise that now, it's getting late you should get some sleep.''

Joel placed his head down on one of the cushions on the couch and fell asleep, he managed to despite the couch being super uncomfortable.