Ethan
The next few weeks passed quickly. Each day starts with Diane eager to begin her therapy. It is like watching a child come to life. Everything excites her. It was also during this time that she met her parents and mine. The day started out pleasant and went downhill quickly. Diane was hesitant but willing to meet them.
"I'm a little nervous meeting everyone. I don't know what to say."
I tried to reassure her. "Just say hello, it's nice to meet you, and leave it at that. Everyone knows the situation, and will not put pressure on you to remember them."
This was the plan that everyone agreed to the previous night, however; once again Barbara caused a scene. She rushed into the room and practically threw herself at Diane. It went downhill fast.
"Diane baby, don't you remember us? How could you not remember your mother?"
Barbara and her fucking waterworks. I specifically told her not to do this in front of Diane. She never fucking listens to me.
"I...I'm sorry I don't remember you. Would you please let go of me. You're upsetting me."
I am so proud of Diane. Even in her current state of mind, she spoke up for herself. Barbara backed off immediately. You should have seen the look on her face. It was priceless! I had to stifle a laugh, because honestly, I felt like laughing my ass off.
"I'm not a stranger, Diane. I am your mother. Don't take that tone of voice with me!"
"Wait a minute Barbara," I say with disdain. "We discussed this last night."
"I don't care what we talked about last night," Barbara said with vehemence in her voice. "She is my daughter, and I will not have her disrespecting her parents."
I walk over to her and whisper, "Shut your fucking mouth before I throw you out of this room. Do you understand me?"
"Ethan, it's okay," Diane said with sadness in her voice. She looks over at her parents. "I don't know either of you, and I do not appreciate you coming into my hospital room and upsetting me. Ethan told me that you know the seriousness of my injuries. Why would you upset me, when you know what has happened to me?"
"You always were good with the dramatics, Diane. I don't know what kind of game you are playing, but it won't work with us."
"I can assure you; it's not a game. I would like you to leave my room."
William stood off to the side of the bed. His eyes narrowed on Diane, and I thought he would say something to ease the tension. He never said a word. You know, I never really noticed what assholes they are until this moment. Diane always tolerated her mother. They never had a touchy-feely relationship, not like it is with my parents, and after a few tense moments, I respectfully asked them to leave because my parents are waiting to see Diane. I waited a few minutes to give Diane a few quiet moments to calm down. I bent down and whispered, "I'll tell my parents you need a little time to regroup."
"Thank you, Ethan. That was unpleasant."
I agree with her."Yes, it was, and it won't happen again."
When I leave Diane's room, I see my parents standing at the nurse's station talking to one of the nurses. My dad grabs my arm. "What the hell happened? William and Barbara ran out of here like their asses are on fire. I said hello to them, and he glared at me and kept walking."
"Barbara caused a scene in Diane's room. She accused Diane of playing games, of faking her illness. I almost slapped the miserable bitch. How could someone so beautiful come from such an unhappy person?"
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Finding My Way Home
General FictionDiane Miller had the perfect life, until one fateful day when a drunk driver struck her car. Upon awakening from surgery, Ethan Miller is horrified to discover that his wife had lost her memory because of the car accident. Diane struggles with her n...