Inside An Amnesia Patient's Mind

VI. Prickly Monster

A week had passed yet the mystery behind the locked door still haunts me. I keep telling myself that maybe that was Kas's another room or her study room connected to her room and it was locked from the outside because she doesn't want an interruption.

I haven't asked her about that room yet because some part of me is telling me not to.

It's another Tuesday morning and I'm left alone again in this house, actually, it's been two days that I'm alone. Kas already explained to me that she has an appointment every Monday and Tuesday because of her business. She hasn't specifically mentioned as to what type of business she was into but I think it was something related to her job as a chef, a restaurant maybe?

About my appointment with Doc Simon, he just checked my head through MRI which feels odd. Imagine lying on a table and you're slowly moving towards the circular thing, but it's not that bad just odd. You know what I mean? Oh, never mind.

But I think I was quite shocked that I managed to get myself to the hospital alone. I mean, I can still remember how to drive a car. It just amazed me that my mind may forget those memories but my body seems to be familiar with that one, driving.

Throughout the whole week last week, I just busied myself with books. If you're asking about Kas, well we get along just fine. She seems busy too, so I'm just trying to stay away from her as I could. I just don't want to be too attached to her knowing that she seems to have someone special with.

Well, I'm not being a nosy man I just overheard her talking to someone she called "baby" and "honey" which I think is her boyfriend. I just know that she has one because, why not? She's beautiful, nice, sweet, and caring. Who wouldn't like her, anyway?

Ehem, ehem.

I am still writing questions on the notebook that she handed to me every day and place it on the living room table on top of the magazines but as I open it every day, there's nothing written on it. Maybe she's too busy to care.

I'm not saying that she doesn't care about me anymore, I'm just---right. I'm thinking that she sometimes forgot about me. I also noticed that her eyes are now having dark circles and she seems to space out sometimes. When I asked her if what's wrong, she just smiled at me and said "I'm fine, just work. I just got a lot of loads to do".

But tonight, I sense that something went wrong.

The moment that she stepped into that front door, I already noticed her swelling eyes. She immediately climbed up the stairs before I can utter a greeting. Now, I'm outside her bedroom door contemplating whether to knock or not.

I raised my knuckles to knock on the door but it stopped midway. Not because I had to change my mind but because she already opened the door.

We're now facing each other, both having a shock expression. I immediately hid my hand behind my back.

"I just—uhm –" God! This is awkward.

"I'm about to – uhm—approach you too. For tomorrow." She started uneasily.

"What about tomorrow?" I asked. Have I forgotten something?

"The appointment and –"She said, staring at me saying that like as-a-matter-of-fact.

"Oh! We have—I mean—I have an appointment with Doc Simon tomorrow. That's why I'm here, really." Do I sound convincing enough?

"I want to accompany you. Well—uhm—just if you want to tag me along, too."

"Really?! I mean – really? Don't you have something to do with your work?"

"You don't want me—" Is she thinking that I don't want her to join?