Oblivion [H.S.]

T h r e e

This was the hardest part. Talking to someone he loved, who didn't even know who he was. It was enough to make someone leave. Some people would too. But not Harry. He stayed faithful to Sophia even though she wouldn't even notice if he was to flee from it all.

"Who's Sophia?" She asked, and Harry could hardly recognize her.

Harry removed his hand uncomfortably from hers. "It's you. You're Sophia."

She furrowed her eyebrows and looked at her body. "Why am I here? Who are you? Wh-what's going on?" She started to stutter, sounding more scared than before.

The doctor came in, probably to see if everything was okay, which it was not. Harry was in a more devastated state than he would ever imagine. He didn't think it would hit him so hard, but it did. Real hard.

The man in the white coat and shining teeth smiled softly at Harry. "Hello, Harry. I'm Sophia's doctor, Mr. Clarkson. And I see you've woken up, Sophia," he said and smiled at her. "Good."

Harry sniffed and looked at Sophia with glary eyes. "Yeah. Tell me what's good about this."

"She's alive, Harry. That's all that matters."

"No, it isn't!" Harry found himself yelling with a quivering lip and a sore voice.

Mr. Clarkson sat down on a chair next to Harry and sighed. Sophia looked rather furious now, probably because Harry nor the doctor had told her what was going on. She was breathing loudly, almost hyperventilating.

"Sophia, do you remember anything that's happened in the past hours?" Mr. Clarkson asked.

She shook her head and frowned, her eyes starting to get watery. "No, what-I don't even know what's going on, I-"

Harry interrupted her by taking her hand and squeezing it lightly. "Shh, it's okay, it's okay, Mr. Clarkson will explain it all to you." This was hard for him, so he closed his eyes for a moment and tried to hold in the tears.

Sophia didn't know who this stranger was, but he seemed like a nice person, so she just nodded at him with furrowed eyebrows. He looked so sad, and she didn't know why. Who was this stranger, and why was he crying?

Mr. Clarkson cleared his throat and spoke. "You've been in a very serious car accident, Sophia. We didn't think you would survive at first to be completely honest, but you were strong, very strong. You got away with only a sprained arm and some bruises that will heal in no tim-"

"Don't fool her like you fooled me, doctor," Harry said sternly, looking at the doctor harshly.

Mr. Clarkson looked at Harry for a moment, suddenly feeling guilty for telling him like he did. He nodded and looked back at Sophia. She looked scared, her eyes frantically looking from Harry to the doctor.

"I'm very sorry for this, Sophia, but you've lost your memory. We don't know if you'll get it back, ever, but for now, it doesn't look very good. And as far as I'm concerned, you don't remember anything of your life, is that correct?"

Tears started falling from her eyes. She nodded slowly and looked down. Harry's heart ached by the sight, and there was nothing he wanted more than to go over to her and wipe away her tears and give her a chaste kiss on the lips, but he couldn't. Sophia noticed the desperation in Harry's eyes, looked sorrily at him and let the tears fall.

"I don't even know who you are."

Sophia started sobbing now. Tears ran down Harry's cheeks. He couldn't hold it in any longer, but he knew he had to get himself together and be okay with everything, for Sophia. He had to be strong for her. So he wiped away the tears and went closer to her, rubbing her hand softly.