Memories of the Forgotten (ManXMan)

Chapter 9

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A song on the side that describes Mason's feelings, "Nobody Knows It But Me".

MASON POV

"Why didn't I say

The things I needed to say

How could I let my angel get away

Now my world is just a

tumblin' down

I can see it so clearly

But you're nowhere around

The nights are lonely, the days

are so sad and

I just keep thinkin' about the love

that we had

And I'm missin' you

And nobody knows it but me

I carry a sm-"

A knock on the door interrupted my imaginary emotional mini-concert and Pierce came in with a warm smile. I tried to reciprocate the gesture and hopefully I managed to put on a believable smile.

"Good morning Mason, how are you today? Feel any discomfort?"

"I'm okay, still the same though. Oh and good morning too, Dr. McKnight." A frown tugged at his lips with my response.

"I told you that you can call me Pierce, right? So why don't you?"

"It's just..I don't know. Maybe I think it's better this way. You are my doctor after all so it'd be weird not to call you that." He thought about it then smiled in understanding and went to do his routine check-up on me.

Being able to interact with him like this, one wouldn't be able to tell the going-ons of our talk the other day. The drama we had gone through was the same as those telenovelas my mom always watched. But, finally we were able to reach a much-needed understanding.

-Flashback-

"What about the fact that I don't love you anymore?"

When he uttered those words, I was speechless. We're on this routine again huh. He'll say something hurtful and then I'll cry like a freakin, baby, I thought dejectedly.

To my surprise, tears didn't well in my eyes. I thought I'd be sobbing already, demand an explanation, scream that he is just lying and just a whole lot of drama but...nothing happened.

I just sat there, looking up at him and felt....blank. He was looking at me apprehensively, probably expecting the same thing, for me to lash out at him. Probably readying himself for some dramatic confrontation but he won't have one.

Can anyone die emotionally? Because I think I just did.

It took awhile for me to think again and one thing just popped in my head; I was right. My assumptions were right. He didn't love me anymore.

Pierce cleared his throat, maybe to get my attention, to get a reaction out of me. Mumbling an 'uhm' , as he shifted from foot to foot awkwardly.