Escaping Oblivion

Chapter 1

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Summary

You were 7 the first time I met you. You loved eating home-made chocolate on that old, blue couch where you'd sit in my lap. You liked to talk to me. Don't you remember?

Or when you turned 9 and you started to play on your dad's piano. I remember teaching you Billy Joel's Vienna, numerous times. Remember the fourth note is G minor, okay Emy?

And when you turned 14, you wore those pretty summer dresses. You smelt like rain and vanilla and started to take walks in the forest with me. Your simplicity blew me away, and challenged me as well. But everything was fine, right Emy?

When 16 came along, you had reached the end of your maturity, and your hair had grown till your elbows. You were a woman in my eyes, and that's when I found an ethereal beauty inside you, where I found solace. God Emy, how I wish you knew how gorgeous you were.

You turned 19 and that's when everything collapsed around you, and you didn't even know. Everything that you knew about me had been burnt to ashes. But remember that you'd be the one I'd burn with, if the world turned to ashes.

When Emilia Averbach meets with an accident, she loses her memory, along with her love for her parents and Tobin. She's lost, clueless and abused, and thinks that Tobin is the one behind all her misery.

Emilia always used to heal Tobin, and now it's his turn.

Chapter 1

It was in July, when I got that call. Emilia's mother was desperately telling to me drop whatever I was doing and rush to the hospital, the one near Emilia's favourite Indian restaurant. The first thing I did was run out of the theatre, when I had gotten the call of misfortune. After a lot of complaints from the audience and a stern look from the manager, I had reached the car park. I was panicking, and getting the key into the ignition was one of the hardest tasks to accomplish, due to my shaking hand.

Driving to the hospital didn't take too long. I was thanking whatever was up there when I found parking just a few feet from the front gate of the hospital. And as soon as I got out, I made a dash to the lobby.

Luckily, Emilia's father was standing near the front desk, so the nurses let me through when they saw him approach me.

"What happened!? Where is she? I got a call 10 minutes ago," I said, out of breath. I was frantically looking around the place, searching. Just searching for a place to go and I didn't even know where to look- it was rhetorical. Mr. Averbach was calm, at least compared to me.

"Tobin," he said softly.

I finally stopped pacing around and looked at him. My voice was still woven in frustration, "Where is she?"

"She's in room 437. You need to calm down and follow me- she'll be alright."

Relief shot through me like a bullet train. All I wanted was to hear those words, and to know that my girlfriend would be alright, with no surgeries or coma.

I followed him to the elevator. As we entered and the door shut, there was happy elevator music that annoyed me. We were going to level 4, so until we reached, I could see the reflection of myself stare at me. It was dull, yet contorted with concern.