Jack's POV
When I woke up, Marian wasn't next to me. "Mary?? Mar? Where are you?" I threw on some clothes and went down stairs. I found a note on the table. "Hey, babe, didn't wanna wake you, went out to get more drawing supplies, see you later!! <3 you, Mary" Drawing supplies? Huh. I looked into the other room, and saw some framed pictures. She must have drawn them. Good artist, if I say so myself. I looked a little closer, the signatures said 'Wiishu.' Who/what is 'Wiishu'? I don't know, and I don't really care. I want this to work. The relationship I had before the accident, is not something I want to be in again. Mary told me that a girl named Y/n, drugged me after I supposedly 'cheated' on her for Mary. This 'Y/n' stabbed poor Mary in the belly, she's lucky she made it! Later, when me and Mary were on vacation, Y/n tried to kill Mary, and I, out of protection, lunged in front of her, and hence my accident. I must've loved Mary with all my heart, so this has to work, I can't just leave her here like this. It would break her heart, and crush her soul!
"Sean!!! I'm home!" Marian put her keys and bags on the table.
"Hey, Mary! Did you find everything you needed?"
"Yep! A lot of good pictures will come out of this stuff! But first, I have to make you breakfast!"
"Oh, you don't have to do that..."
"Of course I do! You are still somewhat recovering, and what kind of fiancee would I be if I didn't let you heal properly?"
"Mary, I'm not gonna rip out my stitches from makin' me some scrambie eggs!"
"Just let me make them for you, please? It'll make me feel better!"
"Fiiinnee, I guess..."
"Thank you, Sean!" I laughed. She is so cute. A few minutes later, Marian came out with my eggs. They were the best scrambie eggs I've ever had, I think. It sucks not remembering things. It sucks not knowing your life up until a matter of days ago. Mary is trying her best to comfort me, but sometimes her adorableness can't get rid of this dwelling feeling of not knowing what I like or don't like, who I am, who my friends are, and stuff like that.
"Sean, honey, what's wrong?"
"Nothing, Mary."
"C'mon, I know that face, your thinking about something."
"I'm... I'm just thinking about my memory loss, that's all..."
"Oh, Sean, honey, you know it's just temporary..."
"No, I don't. The doctors said "Great chance" it's temporary. What if I don't ever get my memory back? What if I never remember my life before this?"
"You will remember, I promise."
"Whatever you say, Mary..."
"We need you to get out of this mood. C'mon, let's go out."
"Ok, where ya wanna go then?"
"Let's just explore the town, maybe jog your memory a little."
"I already did that, I explored when I was living in that apartment last week."
"You didn't explore with me, though. I can tell you things we did, where our best dates were, where you proposed.... things like that."
"I guess we can go, I'd try anything to jog my memory!"
Exploring The Town
"This bowling alley was where we had our first date, and it has the best ice-cream! Their ice-cream is soooo huge! Their smalls are big enough to fill me up!"
"Let's get some then. If the ice-cream is as good as you say, I want some!!!"
"Ok, let's buy some then!"
Mary got chocolate, and I got cookie dough. If it's one thing I remember, is that cookie dough ice-cream is the best ice-cream in the world!!! And holy shit was she right about the ice-cream! It was huge, and amazing!! I still don't recognize much though, but I'm not letting that bother me right now. Mary asked me to have this day with her, and I'm going to enjoy it.
A few hours later, It was getting dark so we decided to go home. I had an wonderful time, and wish I could remember the times we had like this, but I decided one thing tonight, and I'm never going to forget it.
"Mary?"
"Yeah?"
"I need to tell you something..."
"What is it, Sean?"
"I-I, I love you..."
"I love you too, honey!" We shared a passionate kiss that seemed like it lasted forever. I felt a surge through my body that I've never felt before. I'm in love with Mary, I may have just met her the day before, but I loved her before that, and that feeling from before is starting to return, I think...
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