Living For Tomorrow

CHAPTER 11

GRACE

"I don't quite understand." the strange man says as he continues to stare at me intensely.

I take a moment to pause and recollect myself because right now the longer I look at the man infornt of me the less my memories and everything in my surroundings makes sense.

Besides the fact that his eyes clearly aren't the same vibrant blue, the wrinkles around his eyes along with the smile lines layering his lips prove to me that he must be in his forties or fifties.

Have I been fantasising about a forty-six year old man all this time?????

I mean apart of me knew that my reality could've been altered but I didn't expect it to be this bad, literally what the actual fu-

"Honey why does she look so terrified?" A new yet somewhat familiar voice of a woman ask , she approaches the man and wraps her hands tightly around his arm bringing the ring around her finger into view.

HE'S MARRIED????, have I really been fantasising about a married forty-six year old man.

"Sweety, our daughter has recently woken up from a 2-month long coma I think she's supposed to look terrified." The strange man rebotles.

Wait a damn minute, did he just say daughter and I qoute 2-month long coma, what kind of sick shit are these people into.

Another voice joins amongst the confusion in my head, "Maybe I should try talking to her.", another man or might I say another boy interrupts as he comes into my view. His facial features are much more softer and younger and he has a different kind of look in his eyes compared to the other two people.

Something about him feels familiar, a little bit too familiar for my liking. He slowly inches towards me and palms the side of my face in his hand, involuntarily I close my eyes and sink into his familiar touch.

"Hi" he says as the gentlest laugh escapes his lips,"How are you feeling, I've missed you." He continues as he cautiously holds onto my hands and bring them towards his lips.
Looking up at him I move my hand from his lips and I gently hold onto the tip of his chin and before I have time to overthink I say the first thing that comes to mind, "I've missed you too".

I can see that my words have had a serious effect on him because as he slowly closes the space between us and connects his lips with mine I can feel the cool tears that's resting between our skin.His lips feel gentle and kind and I happily kiss him back because for the first time since I've been awake something just feels right.

He pulls away from me smiling from ear to ear "As much as I want to stay here smothering you with kisses and hugs, I think your family may want some time with you," he remarks backing away from my bed. I feel like smacking myself right in the middle of my head because ofcourse it makes more sense to believe that the couple infront of me are my parents and not human traffickers sent to retrieve and kill me.

The older man who I've now assumed to be my dad stops the other boy from leaving, "You're family too son it's alright with us if you'd like to stay Zach." He confirms before tunring back to me.

So that's his name....Zach??

One person down two more to go .
I clear my throat and prepare myself to ask as many questions as it takes for me to get some answers, I scan the room one more time to ensure that I don't have any more surprise visitors.

"My memory is a bit fuzzy right now but I'm hoping you can clear that up for me?" I ask directing the question to my supposed parents.

It feels weird to say it but....My mom is the first one to speak,"Well I'm your mother Iyana and the man next to me is your father William. It's ok if you don't quite remember us because the doctors said that you should be a bit confused for a few days so everything your feeling right now is completely normal, and we're always here to help you with anything you need." She finishes gesturing towards everyone in the room.

I direct my squinted eyes towards Zach before asking "Are you my um, my -"

"Boyfriend?" He suggests filling in my blank, "2 years and hopefully counting."

Did I just hear him correctly, ugh I feel like I'm living an ongoing nightmare and the moment I think I have my grasp on a memory something takes a hammer to it.

"Oh, I guess that makes sense, but if I'm being completely honest not much makes sense right now, but I'm trying my best to stay calm and take all this renewed knowledge one step at a time."

"And that's all that we're asking of you honey but there's one more person that I think you'd like to to see."

Bursting through the double sided doors comes out a little boy with the cutest and brightest smile, "GRACEY!!" the kid excitedly screams as he tries to jump up on the bed to reach me.

A woman soon comes following behind him just in time to stop him from lunging onto me, "Sorry I tried to stop him but he's been really anxious to see you" she apologizes and lifts him up onto her hip.

I swear to God if I'm about to find out that I have a fucking kid, I'll run right out of this hospital ass out and never come back.

"Hi sissy I missed pwaying wiff you,mommy has gotten me so many new toys, I have a car a planneee- he stops for a second to tap his chin as he thinks, "OH , I have a new minion from my favewit movie and now that your nap times over I can pway wiff them.
I wanted to wait on you,play time is never as fun without you ." He says as he finishes his innocent rambling and casts his eyes downwards.

How could I have forgotten that I have the cutest little brother.

How could I have forgotten that I've been in a 2-year long committed relationship.

How could I have forgotten the name of the people that birthed and raised me.

And why the hell is it that the only thing that I currently remember, doesn't even seem to exist.

Story.of.my.life