*Audrey's POV (Point of view)*
He's awakening.
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I call the doctor, and he comes in immediately. I can see Caleb's gorgeous eyes again. I cry this time, happy, but he's still got that worried look on his face. He tries to pull his pinky away from mine, but I'm not letting go. I just can't. He was mine, forever and always. But the pain and agony in him, wouldn't go away. Now he's pushing me away, from him and his life..
The doctor tells me to stay away from him right now. He might cause some serious damage to his memory, if I keep trying to remind him of it. Just for now.. But believing that he will even remember, was it even still hopeful?
I can hear the doctor, trying to ask him questions, that I know he knew the answers to, but I guess it was only just a dream to him.
"Where do you live Caleb?" The doctor questioned.
"In America, with my best friends Tubs and Beverly." He replied. I've met them before, on a trip back to the states with Caleb and his family. But was that all he remembered?
"Oh my. Okay, lets try another question. What's your mother and father's name?"
"Edmund and Constance Wyatt." Hmn. He remembered the people that left him alone on most mornings, but couldn't remember me? Just be patient, Audrey. He'll remember you soon.
"Okay, better. Who is this lady over here?" The doctor points to me, and I try to put on the bravest smile a person can make, when they're trying to remember you.
"Hmn." He puts a finger to his lip, and studies my face. He gets up from the bed, and walks over to me. What he doesn't realize, is that his little dress is only covering half of his body at the moment, and I sit there, trying not to laugh too hard, or he might take it as an offense. He uses his fingers to trace my face structure. The only guy I knew who would do this to someone unknown, was him. Hah. But was I unknown to him?
He uses his hands , to cup my face. The warmth of his hands , felt like electricity. It was such a small thing, but I felt like a hurricane inside. Emotions were stirring me up, and I just couldn't help myself anymore. I started to sob.
He looks at me, and tries to catch the one tear, that drops onto his bare feet. He looks up at me again, and tries to wipe away the waterfall, that I've created. I swear when those deep blue eyes, meet mine, I can see that small sparkle, that twinkled beneath the crappy hospital light.
I can't help myself, but I collapse, into his embrace. He looks at me suspiciously, but then a few minutes later, he starts to stroke my hair, trying to calm me down, like how his mother tried to. My eyes burned, thousands of fires. So I let my eyes fall into wishes and dreams.
