Cause You are Mine

Turn of Events

As I entered through the doors of the building where the administration office has been located the cool air brushed my face.

I felt secure and comfortable as soon as I got off the cab and stepped on to the campus ground, watching students hanging or wandering around, some in a rush, some at leisure brought a smile to my lips filled me with a sense of belonging. I was one of them. There was no any obstacle, other than my temporary memory loss which was rapidly curing day by day, to obtain what I had lost a couple of months ago. Even though I had no idea what I was studying  I surely didn't forget all my education all at once and for good. I was recuperating fine.

I stood by the reception desk and waited politely for the lady with eyeglasses at the tip of her nose which was about to fall if she didn't push them back. She raised her head and gave me a warm smile, she might have been in her late forties.

"How may I help you, dear?" She asked

"Hi, umm, I was looking for information regarding myself, I mean my education. I believe that I was studying here in NYU but as a result of some unfortunate events in my life I am literally experiencing a memory loss at the moment which I am working on it everyday yet I still couldn't remember most of my life but somehow I found out that I was a student here and..."

"Hey hey slow down dear. We don't want you breathless right? Let's start with simple questions."

I nodded enthusiastically.

"What is your name?"

"Emily. Emily Hart." She typed my name on the computer and probed some forms on the screen without uttering a single word.

"Hmm" The voice coming out from her throat was my undoing. There was something wrong with my situation. I started to panic inside my head.

"Dear" She exhaled. "You were expelled due to the fact of your absence and nonattendance to exams.

"But my absence must not be that long for me to be kicked out. I was at the hospital in coma for a couple of months which must be an adequate legal excuse to keep my degree."

She looked at my face for a second and sighed. "Okay let me check all your records. This may take a while, why don't you take a seat and I let you know when I am finished?" she asked.

I walked to the wooden seat just across her desk which was polished and long enough for five people to sit and I sat on the edge and started to wait impatiently. The room was quite except the ventilator's voice coming from the computer's tower. There was another door near the bench I was sitting with a name plate hanging near the door frame. I couldn't read the name from where I sat so I scoot over closer to the door.

"Charles Hemming" the name didn't ring a bell for a while, I repeated it over and over again in my mind. "Who is Charles Hemming?" I asked unable to suppress my curiosity. The lady looked over the screen scrumping her nose unhappily for I disturbed her concentration. "Chief of Administration Office and a teacher as well." she turned back to the computer typing again.

"Huh weird. I feel like I know him" I talked to myself feeling perplexed. She raised her head one more time and smiled. "Of course you know him. He must have been a teacher in one of your classes. Psychology." 

I shook my head. "Nope. I still don't remember clearly. Maybe when I see him one day."

"Okay I am finished here. So darling, I reached your hospital records and yes you are right, you were at hospital for exactly 2 months and 3 days. There is a medical report attached to your file. But you are still seemed to be expelled because of your absence starting way before your accident. Do you have any idea where you might have been during two months before the accident?"