Memories of the Forgotten (ManXMan)

Chapter 5

Dedicated to this wonderful writer! Her stories are amazeballs, especially One Bite and The Tourmaline! They're my favorites!

MASON POV

I sat there staring at his back as he walked away from me. A lot of emotions are colliding inside my being, spreading like a poison in my mind and heart and the most potent one would be HURT.

Why? That was the main question bouncing in my head. I know I'm still in the dark about a lot of things, like the accident, the coma and whatnot. But all that I could think of right now was, why would he walk away from me?

Did I do anything wrong? Did I hurt him in any way? I felt another batch of fresh tears start to form in my eyes and I immediately looked away from the nurses and doctor. I do not appreciate their looks of pity towards me.

I decided to jus inquire the doctor about my condition just to take my mind off my now shredded heart and to just get this over with so the staff will leave already.

But before I could ask the doctor about my condition, the door suddenly flew open and in came towards me a face that I am happy to see.

My beautiful mother crushed me in a bear-like hug, leaving me quite breathless. "Mama, I can't breathe." I managed to choke out before she let me gulp some much needed oxygen.

"You baby boy! You scared the hell out of me. You were in a coma for almost two years, two years!" She said in between sobs which made me feel guilty for making her worry too much. "Were you really so tired that you had to sleep for that long you stupid boy!" She suddenly smacked my arm quite forcefully and I winced. I take back what I said I am not so guilty now.

Her looks said it all, well she still looked beautiful with her straight jet black hair, her honey brown eyes and mocha complexion. But you can see the bags under her eyes, the lines that seem to make her older than she looks, adding to that her watery eyes made me felt guilty all over again.

"Sorry mama, I really am so sorry." I gathered her once again in my arms, relishing the fact that I am awake and able to comfort her as much as I can. I was about to tell her all about Pierce when she started sobbing all over again. God women are so emotional, thankfully, I am gay. I waited for her to calm down enought to talk.

"I am so sorry baby boy, I searched for him, I swear I did but he disappeared without a trace. I couldn't leave you right away after the accident because your condition was so unstable. You flat lined so many times that I was scared to leave and come back to find you dead. But after two weeks, and your condition getting better, I looked for him, I searched every hospital in the area and I even went to your friends but...."

"Mom, he is here." I interrupted her mumbling knowing who she meant and saw her eyes widen in surprise.

"Are you sure? I mean, he really is here? Oh my God, it was a correct decision to move here then." Okay, I was utterly confused. Moved where?

"Mom what in the world are you talking about? I have no idea so can you please explain to me? You're giving me a freakin headache." I massaged my forehead with my fingers and when I looked past my mother's shoulders, I saw the doctor and 2 nurses there standing awkwardly. Damn I forgot abou them.

I gave the doctor an apologetic smile and he just smiled warmly at me with a look of understanding. "I am deeply sorry for interrupting your reunion but I have to check and explain some things to you. You will undergo some tests to gauge the level of your recovery while in your comatose state, and of course now that you are awake. Dr. McKnight should have been here seeing as he will be the one primarily assigned for your care, but it seems he have some issues to tend to. He'll be here for the next scheduled rounds." I do not really know how to feel right now at the prospect of facing him once again.

He went on to explain that all in all my recovery was on stable grounds. No permament damage or any infections. Most injuries were already healed with the time I spent in coma. When he examined my legs, that's when the problem presented itself. I didn't even notice that I couldn't even feel my legs. There was this tingling sensation though when he pricked me, which increased my chances of not being permanently paralyzed. Thank fuck for that.

"It seems that you will need physical therapy. We'll conduct more test for it, okay? And I also recommend our very own physical therapist in the institute and the therapy be done here so that all of your medical needs can be attended to and you can receive more intensive therapy here than you might at home. He is one of the best in the field and I assure you, you'll be in capable hands." I just nodded dumbly, too busy processing all this news that keep being thrown at me and most especially, too bust thinking about Pierce.

After he was finished, the doctor bid us farewell and along with the nurses, left my room, leaving my mother and I with an unbearable silence. Everything suddenly came crashing down on me and the dam holding back my tears broke once again. I cried so hard as my mother hugged me in her arms, sobbing like a child as she was now the one comforting me. Though she doesn't know yet the reason for my tears.

"Sshh sshh baby, everything will be okay. What's important is that you are awake now."

"No, it is not okay! Why would he say that? Why would he deny my existence in his life?" I was now wailing like a baby, not caring if anyone would hear. Other people's opinion doesn't matter to me when my heart felt like being torn apart.

She held on to my arms as she put me at arm's length, "What are you talking about Mason? Who denied your existence? It can't be Pierce right?" When I just looked at her dejectedly with tear-stained eyes, a look of disbelief was painted on her face. "That can't be true, you must be confuse or something. That boy loves you so dearly that I know he can't do that to you." She stated strongly but it just made me cry even harder because that's what I believed as well, until today anyway.

Maybe he got tired of waiting for me to wake up? Maybe his love for me faded day by day as I was in my comatose state? Maybe he fell for someone else? Maybe he thought that pretending not to know me was easier than dealing with a useless boyfriend or should I say, ex-boyfriend. A lot of maybe's but they all led to further heartbreak for me.

And you know what, I couldn't even blame him. Almost two years is a very long time and a lot of things can happen. But most of all, even though what he did hurts like hell, my heart still beat solely for him.

Aww~ Poor Mason, I feel bad for making him cry in the last few chaps.. Hopefully he'll be happy soon.. Or maybe not so soon? Who knows! :) anyways, let me know what ya think? Thanks~~