Remember Humanity

Chapter 9

We've been in the house for about a month now. Everyday life has been amazing. Liam is amazing. We haven't remembered anything concerning each other since that first day together, but we have had memories about our early life.

I've remembered more about growing up with my brother and dad as well as my time in medical school. Liam told me that he remembers growing up on a farm with his parents and two older brothers. He said their names were Adam and Jacob.

We learned little things about ourselves everyday. I learned that I like frosting more than I like the actual cake. Liam learned that he likes macaroni and cheese with sour cream added in. It was little things like that about Liam that made me fall in love with him. I haven't told him that of course! I mean we've really only known each other for a little more than a month. I obviously have problems but I will not add that to the list!

While in the kitchen making Liam his macaroni and cheese I was about to pour in the milk when I heard a loud crash and short yell.

"Liam! Liam are you okay?" I yelled running into the living room.

Liam was unconscious and laying on his side on the floor. He had a small bump on his head. From his top left shoulder down to the bottom of his left hip was a deep cut that was bleeding rather badly. The step stool was on top of his legs and the wooden sign that said 'Home' was a few inches from his head. Oh Liam what did you do?

I quickly threw the step ladder off of him and picked him up. It took all my strength. Oh man this guy is heavy. I'll never be able to get him up the stairs. Looking around I saw our gray leather couch. I dragged Liam over to it and let him fall onto the cushions. I'm sorry Liam this is going to hurt once your awake. I laid him down to where he was on his stomach.

I sprinted out and ran to the barn. I shot up the stairs to the second floor and grabbed everything I needed for Liam's injuries and then some. I bundled it up in my shirt making sure I wouldn't drop anything and ran back to the house.

Please still be breathing. Liam can't die on me. Calm down his injuries shouldn't be fatal. Ugh this is why surgeons aren't supposed to operate on loved ones. I got to Liam's side, thankfully his chest was moving in even movements. Thank you everything that is good in the world. I hurriedly cleaned everything and got to work. I was almost done when I felt the need to throw up. I can't hold it in. I ran to the kitchen and threw up.

I hate seeing Liam hurt so much. I can't believe an injury actually made me sick, I've never gotten sick over one before. Yet again I've never had to work on my unconscious husband before.

Shaking away the thoughts I cleaned everything that needed it again and went and finished stitching up Liam's back.

I checked the time. He's been out for 47 minutes.

I don't know how bad his head injury really was. What if he has brain damage? What if he never wakes up?

My mind went darker and darker about what could happen to Liam. I haven't told him I love him. I know I did in the past but it's different now I remember why I'm in love with him now. What if I never get to tell him? Oh why did I not tell him earlier? This is why you should never put off telling someone how you feel!

I sat down on the floor and leaned my back against the couch that Liam laid on. I know that I did everything I could, but if I never see Liam's dark eyes looking at me with a smile in them I'll never forgive myself. I felt tears come down my cheeks.

"I always hated it when you cried," I heard the croaky voice of Liam behind me.
I gasped lightly and started to laugh hysterically. Oh thank goodness he's okay. Even if I do sound like a psychopath right now I don't care. He's okay.

His voice is croaky! He needs water. Leaving everything I quickly went to the kitchen grabbed a plastic cup and filled it with water I then grabbed four ibuprofens as well.

"Here take this. You fell and were unconscious for almost an hour. I thought I was going to lose you! I was so scared. I was so worried about you I literally got sick over your injury. I never get sick over injuries!" I said in one big sob. Liam grabbed my hand and rubbed reassuring circles on my hand with his thumb.

"You can't get rid of me that easily," Liam said with a chuckle. So not funny.

"I don't want to get rid of you! I'm in love with you... I can't lose you," I said in a soft voice.

Liam paused. Oh no he's not saying anything. Things are awkward now! This is why people don't tell people how they feel. I need to say something. Hurry Ava cover our tracks!

"It...it's okay if you don't feel the same way. You hardly know me and we've basically have only known each other for a month and..."

"I love you too," he said firmly cutting off my rambling.

He smiled and lifted his head with his neck. He stared directly into my eyes. "I remember everything Ava-tar. I remember my childhood, I remember meeting you, and I remember falling in love with you. I love you more than you could ever know," he said his voice cracking a bit with emotion.

He remembers. He loves me too. He even called me his stupid annoying nickname that I've always hated.

Wait what? Nickname? Yes nickname he says it all the time. Ouch! My head hurts so bad. Wow this hurts. I grabbed my head with my hands trying to stop the pain. Stop it please! Anyone please stop it! Then everything went black.