Cause You are Mine

Reunion of Strangers

I pulled the doctor by the collar of his scrubs and slammed him to the wall when we got out the room.

"What the f*ck had happened to her?" I whisper yelled at him.

He tried to push me away with fear in his eyes. I knew that choking him to death wouldn't give me my answers so I let him go.

Once he found his balance on his feet he cleared his throat.

"Sometimes when the brain is out for a quite time it is ineluctable to suffer damage on some specific parts of it. Paralyzed legs or body, losing the ability to talk and sometimes memory loss. I cannot predict it to be temporary or for a lifetime. We will need to the some tests and take an MRI scan of the brain." he finished his words with a frustrated sigh.

What should I do now? My mind was empty, no evil games or sadistic ideas entered my head.
She didn't remember anything. Even when the doctor asked her name she looked so blankly that I wanted to shake her and remind her who she was.

She said "Who are you?" to me. All these weeks I've been dreaming this reunion to be unique. What I dreamed of was her happiness reflecting from her eyes, grateful tears spilling freely when she sees me and jumps up to my arms hugging me tight. I would take her to the mansion back and savor her body all night long.

She was so lost, her eyeballs turning frantically from me to doctor then to nurse.

"What is your name dear?"

"I don't know"

"What year are we in?"

Looking for a clue, her eyes begging for help from those three people apparently she doesn't recognize to be familiar with she whispered. "I don't know"

All her answers were the same. And the more questions popped out the more she seemed terrified and buried deep down in the haze.

I couldn't take her to the mansion in this state of mind. Natalie and her family would harm her at the earliest opportunity. Any brothel was out of consideration now, since she had no clue of what I did for a living or who I was.  I had no intention to change it yet.

There was only one option left and it made me uneasy. Penthouse. It was on the other side of the town and at the center where there was always busy traffic and social life was alive. The risk of taking her there would bring the responsibility of securing her from all kinds of outer effects of life that was socializing which meant the possibility of drifting her away from me willingly. That was something I could not accept.  I was sitting on the bench outside of her room in the hallway, my head was in my hands I was fighting the urge to pull my hair.

Sal walked through the entrance of the corridor and crouched beside me.

"Hey. Don't go so hard on yourself" he said.

I stared at his green eyes and huffed.

"Where am I supposed to take her in this condition huh?" I asked annoyed.

"What is wrong with the penthouse man?"

"Too dangerous." I cut him off.

"C'mon it is not. You have a full security system there and you may add more guards on her doorstep if you'd like"

"What about if she asks to go outside to explore the life she never remembers?"

"You let her go." he shrugged.

"What if she doesn't want to come back once she realizes what a fucked up life I provide to her?"

"Listen listen" he tried to calm me although my anxieties were running wild.