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 it 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 has seen her. It turned out that the kid he knew for the beginning of his life was taken, abducted from their home from their front yard. Damen's childhood was rocked to the core at such a young age from then onward. His mom became very worried about him playing outside and going anywhere after the neighbor was abducted. They never found the kid either which made it worse. Damen still remembers that as a core memory and hopes that one 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 there's really 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 right back and tightly and whispered 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 that 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 somehow retain and 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 immediately and how they've been looking for me everywhere. I gave Damen a hug goodbye and asked him to come back tomorrow so we could talk more. He smiled and nodded his head as a response. I turned back and we both waved at each other as I entered the building. I still felt very happy despite the ending of Damen and my conversation which I now can say that I know 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 an added bonus that he's also extremely attractive.

I was reprimanded for going off hospital property, which I argued I didn't technically do since I was still on hospital ground...just outside the building at a garden. I apologized none the less to have them get off my case and to leave me alone with my thoughts on today. They brought me some food later in the evening that had no flavour to it what so ever, or maybe I just have crappy tastebuds? Will have to ask Damen to bring me something that isn't hospital food tomorrow when he comes back, no idea when that will be but I'm hoping its early in the day so I can spend as much time possible with him again. When Tyler comes in to check on me shortly after I finish picking at my food he asks what I got up to today when they couldn't find me. The nurse didn't tattle on me, maybe another person 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 answer eased the tension I could see in his body and he let out a slight chuckle.

"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 half faked some enthusiasm and said I'd want nothing more. The more I talk with Tyler the more I can't help of getting an odd feeling when I'm around him I can't place my finger on it... he's nothing like Damen, and that makes me appreciate Damen that much more. I also find it a little odd how everyone here wants me to call them by their first name vs doctor, but I'm sure it's just because they want me to feel regular and not like some girl who has no idea who she is and that it's probably me just over analyzing things. I asked if there was a library or somewhere in here that I could get a book or magazine to read to try and jog my memory on who I am and to help pass the time. Sadly, there isn't but says he will look around the staff lounge to try and find me something to read or maybe bring me something from his house tomorrow if he cant procure me something. I thank him for being so thoughtful and for doing that for me. He leaves my room shortly after taking my vitals and asking me again if anything new has come to mind with my memory. 

I found some things to read in the mean time looking in drawers in my room that I had yet to open. I flipped through a couple magazines, pamphlets (sadly most of the pamphlets were to do with the hospital, oh joy) but there were some on vacation places... I'm guessing someone left them behind. While I flipped through magazines, I saw pictures of kids frolicking in piles of leaves, people in a pool swimming, basically things that kids do and looking like they were having so much fun. And I found myself imagining myself as a child doing those things and longing to remember anything major from my past.

Tyler came back a couple hours later after the nervous nurse who still wont look me in the eye came in with medication and to do another vital check with a book in hand 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 again with a wave over his head and the door shut behind him. On the inside in black pen DR was written on the top right corner. I'm 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.