You know how they say that somethings are better left unsaid? Well, I believe that statement. Alex sits right across from me on my couch staring straight into my lost eyes. I never thought that this day would happen, I never thought in a million years that he'd be back in my life again.
He tries to crack a smile, but that awkward tension between us is just too much and I honestly I don't know what to say to him.
"How have you been," I ask wanting to end this entire meeting so that I might get the chance to return back to my life with Kit who I have been ignoring all week.
"Honestly I don't know what I'm doing here. Maybe it was a bad idea coming here," Alex rambles on while fiddling his fingers about. He seems nervous. Whatever it is, something is different about him.
"Calm down, what are you talking about," I question him.
Alex pauses and takes a deep breath in. "Apparently I was in a bad accident. I woke up from the hospital one day just to find out that I was in a coma for a few months," he answers and by his tone he seemed upset.
"You were in a accident," I yell. I can't believe it, no way. His family would have called me and explained the situation, they would have told me, someone would. But then I remembered that Alex has no one. His father died some years back and his mother is mentally ill. He is the only child so siblings are out of the picture.
"I'm not sure my memory is all over the place but I'm assuming that we were lovers once," he hiccups as he tries hard to swallow his words.
"Yes," I answer.
"I just want to make sense of things, your name is the first name I spoke when I woke up. I just need some help remembering."
Alex is hurt and confused and I don't blame him for feeling that way. I feel terrible myself. He's been going through an emotional journey all alone.
"What we had was it love," he asks nervously.
Love....?
That very word made my heart skip.
I remember when Kit professed his love for me. We were walking along the sidewalk with ice-cream cones at hand when he suddenly stopped in front of me like a mad man and shouted to the top of lungs how much I meant to him.
"I LOVE THIS WOMAN!"-He yelled and that day all I could do is attempt to cover my face as he danced around me in circles to some Bee Gees tuned that played in a outdoor store nearby.
"Barbara," Alex tries to grab my attention.
I gasp.
"Yes."
I look elsewhere as he stares me down even harder with those concerned eyes of his.
"Are you ok," he asks.
"No."
Honestly, I am not ok. Not after learning the reason why he couldn't reach me. He was in a coma only to wake up without his memories. What a terrible girlfriend I am, I never took the time to even figure out what was going on with him after he left that night we argued. I just assumed he called it off and never wanted to see me again. I thought that he despised me so much that he rather leave his clothes behind and start anew without any of his things.
God, I am terrible person. A tear jerks from my eyes.
"It is ok, I am not upset with you. I understand that you've started a life without me," Alex stands to his feet and walks my way.
He's such a liar.
"I just want to put the pieces together."
Yeah, I bet. I would too after discovering that I had a girlfriend who left me for another man.
All that I can think about is how...somethings are better left unsaid.
I don't know what compelled me to meet him today out of all days.
"I can help you with that," I smile.
Well, at least I think I can help him put the pieces to his life back together.
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ALEX
Short StoryMy eyes follow as he walks into the room and out of the room, out of nowhere he stops and looks over his shoulders. He looks good in whatever he wears which I envy because the only time I seem to look appealing is when I have a towel over my head. ...