Memory Loss

Memory Loss Chapter 5

Chapter 5

Damen and I sat there and talked for what felt like hours. At the end of us talking it felt that we've known each other our whole life. Damen's parents are divorced, he's an only child and his relatives all hate him and his family since his mother remarried. But then compared to my life at the moment, I would trade for that in a heartbeat. He told me that how when he was four years old, he was best friends with the next-door neighbor, but one day the cops where at his door asking his parents if they've seen her. It turned out that the kid he knew for the beginning of his life was taken. Damen's childhood was rocked to the core at such a young age. His mom became very worried about him playing outside and going anywhere. They never found the kid either which made it worse. Damen still remembers that as a core memory and hopes that one's day they will find out that maybe they were living an amazing life, and not found at the bottom of the ocean or something horrific. It pained me to see how even now, many years later, this still caused him so much pain. So, I proposed a deal so to speak. "Hey once I get my memory back I promise I'll help you find your friend. Okay?" I asked with a smile, knowing it's an empty gesture but would help the pain he was feeling even if just a sliver.

"Thank you for the gesture, Bella, but no, there's no point. Who knows what they even look like now, it's been over a decade... and besides, the cops found a body a few years back but they could never identify the body, it was to mangled," he said grimly. I gave him a hug, because I knew there wasn't anything I could say to ease the pain. He hugged me tight and said thank you.

He told me anything and everything that came to mind about himself, we were having such a great time that we had not realized hours have flown by and the sun was just showing signs of going down for the night. I didn't want to be the one to end today though, so I just kept listening and taking in all the information he was giving me. Hoping I could remember it all. We both let out a big yawn and stretch causing us to laugh at one another. Mid laugh the first nurse from when I woke up came out and yelled at Damen to go home and for me to come inside and that they'd been looking for me everywhere. I gave Damen a hug goodbye and asked him to come back tomorrow so we could talk more. We both waved at each other as I entered the building. I still felt very happy despite the ending of Damen and my conversation. I now knew one more person who I think I can call my friend. That makes me smile, I can proudly say that I Bella, whatever my last name is, have a friend who I can tell anything to and trust in. And it's just a bonus that he's also cute.

I was reprimanded for going off hospital property, which I argued I didn't since I was still on hospital ground...just outside the building at a garden. I apologized none the less to have them leave me alone with my thoughts. They brought me some food later in the evening that had no flavour to it, or maybe I just have crappy tastebuds? Will have to ask Damen to bring me something that isn't hospital food. Tyler comes in to check on me and ask what I got up to today when they couldn't find me. The nurse didn't tattle on me, maybe another I can trust after all. I told a white lie and said I went around looking at the different little gardens and things just outside and got a little turned around just as he said I would. That gave him a bit of a chuckle and eased the tension in the room.

"How's about tomorrow we have another chat with Jim? Would you be okay with that?" It was more of a statement than him asking me I felt. So, I faked enthusiasm and said I'd want nothing more. The more I talk to him the more of an odd feeling I get when I'm around him. He's nothing like Damen, and that makes me appreciate Damen that much more. It's also odd how everyone here wants me to call them by their name vs doctor, but that's probably me just over analyzing things. I asked if there was a library or somewhere in here, I could get a book or magazine to read to try and jog my memory. Sadly, there isn't but says he will look around the staff lounge to find me something to read.

He came back with a book titled Alice in Wonderland. "My kid loved reading this time and time again, here it's yours to keep." He gives it to me with a smile and goes to leave my room and adds "you may relate to the character a little too." And like that he was out the door. On the inside in black pen Dr was written. Guessing he kept it here to lend other patients to read, but he told me it was mine to keep... did he mean it? It would be nice to have something to call mine since all I have are the clothing I'm wearing.