The forgotten

The Forgotten. part four

We walk inside. I hadn't noticed but we were still hand in hand. When I did I felt my grow grow red. I didn't let go. I figured that would be rude so I let his hand rest in mine. When we got to the door he let go and opened the door for me like nothing happened. Like what we did was normal. I didn't make eye contact as I walked passed bit I said a soft "thank you" I walked into the kitchen and placed the cups in the full sink. I stare into the sink for a moment. Why did he look so upset when I said I didn't know him? The thought kept arising in my mind. I pushed it aside and focused on the dishes in front of me. I sigh. "if you could give me a minute. I wasn't expecting a guest so I didn't have time to prepare the house. If you can. Sit in the living room and wait. There is a TV so feel free to watch whatever. I'll be a minute." I turn around. His large build leans against the door frame with his arms crossed in the front. He had a slight smile. Why he smiled I have no clue. As he stood there I remembered something from my childhood. A boy. Standing in the doorway much like elodin. I couldn't see his face or hair. Just his smile. "you haven't changed a bit" he says. And the memory fades. I didn't recognize the boy. Or the memory at that. It didn't fit. Maybe it was something from the large gap in my memory. See. I don't remember much before my twenties. Actually. The last memory I have is walking away from a large building that had a front gate. But. I don't remember what the building was or where I was walking to. All I know is I was 18 at the time. After that memory I'm living my life as a college student. Not sure what happened in-between that and then. But I would assume whatever happened between that time would explain the large chunk of memory I'm missing. I returned my focus to elodin. He still leans against the door frame. "do you need any help?" He asks in a carrot tone. "I should be fine" I smile. "let me get you set up in the living room first" I go to walk pass him but he lightly grabs my arm. "isn't it common manners for the hostess to introduce herself. I told you my name. But. I don't believe I know yours" he Snickers a bit as he lets go of my arm. I felt my cheeks pink. "um." I don't make eye contact " my name is. Odinervina morinaseri" he lift my chin so that I'm lookin into his eyes. "what a beautiful name. I shall call you Odeen" he smiles at me. I had another memory. "Odeen. Come over here." A swing set. And the same boy from earlier. I still couldn't see his face. Only his smile." And it ended with that. I frown at the unrecognizable memory. I look away. "I'll go get some blankets. It gets cold at night." And with that I walk upstairs and into the cluttered guest room. I have never had a visitor so it basically became a storage room. Boxes were stacked. Some had the contents spewing out. I sighed and walked into the closet. I pulled out the extra blanket and pillow and walked them downstairs. When I walked into the living room he was sound asleep on the couch in only his boxers. I felt my whole body blush. I lightly covered him in the blanket and tried my hardest to put the pillow under his head. He unconsciously grabbed my arm and said in his sleep. "please don't leave me. Not again." I frowned. He sounded so sad. He released me and I walked upstairs to finish working.
Morning came. I had fallen asleep uncomfortably in my office chair. The story was finished and sent. I smiled at my hard work. I smiled until I remembered there was a stranger sleeping on my couch. I feel my body flush red from everything that happened last night. I sighed and walked downstairs. The house smelled of fresh brewed coffee. I looked into the living room. The sheets were folded neatly on the couch. And on top of the pillow there was a note. I felt a little heartbroken. I couldn't figure out why. But I was. I picked up the note.
"Odeen-
Thank you so much for allowing me to stay in the safety of your home. Like I promised last night I would be gone before you woke up. You're a very kinda woman and I hope we cross paths again. It was nice to see you.
-elodin."
I sighed out if sorrow, folded the note and set it on the coffee table.