Flickering Memories

Chapter 16

A/N: It's my day off and I'm trying hard to ward off my unhappy thoughts by going on a writing binge. Staying busy is truly therapeutic for people who need to forget . . .  Sorry, didn't mean to foist my personal experience on my readers. Back to KimCop and happy thoughts!

Also, I thought I would put an image of the hospital orderly into this chapter. He was the actor who played the role of ex-boyfriend of Korn in Together with Me the series. The image above does not belong to me. It belongs to the person who uploaded it on the internet.

Kimmon's POV

I thankfully took the pain pill that the nurse handed to me and swallowed it quickly, hoping that it would dispel my headache fast.

"Are you alright, Kimmie?" Newwie asked me in a concerned tone with a matching facial expression.

"I'm having a massive headache but I'm hoping that the pain pill I just took will kick in quickly." I replied.

I studied Newwie's face. His handsome face. There was no denying that he was one hell of a good looking guy. He must indeed have been with me at some point in my life. It would be so easy for anyone to fall for his charms.

His passionate kiss and intimate touch triggered some images in my brain.

For some reason, each time an image from the past flickered in my brain, it set off a throbbing excruciating headache.

I have to consult with Dr. K why this is so. He must have some medical explanation for it.

Once more I looked intently at Newwie's handsome face. I felt a combination of softness and gentle affection alternating with hurt and disappointment but I could not quite understand what was causing these conflicting emotions.

The clearest image I got just a few minutes ago was of him trying to explain something to me, but he was stammering, like I had caught him in a bad lie. He was walking towards me with the intention of pulling me close to him but I was backing away almost in tears.

Then all those electrical buzzing noises came crashing into my brain, interrupting the images, erasing the blurry flickering memories.

Even with Newwie's presence, I felt so alone.

I wondered where Dr. K was. I longed for his comforting, reassuring presence. Would he come to me right now if I requested Nurse Julie to page him? Probably not.  I rejected the idea.

Newwie moved up close to me again. He was about to encircle me in his arms when a knock on the door sounded and a hospital orderly came in pushing a metal cart containing our dinner trays.

"I believe this room requested for an additional dinner tray?" he asked.

"That's right," I replied.

I caught Newwie smiling at the orderly and winking at him. I looked at the orderly. He was indeed an attractive looking well built young man. I wondered if Newwie was the type who flirted with anything that moved.

The orderly placed the second tray on my bedside table and bowed before leaving, his face looking all red. Newwie's naughty wink definitely embarrassed the poor young man.

"Not bad for a hospital dinner," Newwie remarked, sniffing at his plate of spaghetti and meatballs.

I didn't respond to that.

"Let's eat," was all I said as I tried to swallow my food, not feeling hungry at all.

"Stop picking at your food," Newwie scolded me, "you have to get back your strength and get out of this hospital as soon as possible. Here, eat this."

He had cut up a piece of the large meatball and jabbed the fork into the cut up piece and placed it close to my mouth, waiting for me to take it.

Suddenly another image flashed through my brain.

It was of a smiling Newwie stuffing something into my mouth. We were in some quiet dimly lit corner of a restaurant. I was smiling back at him and warm loving feelings suddenly flooded through my chest.

This time there was no trigger of a headache. I covered my face with my hands and found myself sobbing uncontrollably.

I felt Newwie's strong comforting arms envelope me completely.