I opened my eyes and a bright light hit my vision. I was at the hospital. God I wish he would had taken me to the school nurse instead, even though she probably too would have called an ambulance. Hell - it might as well have been her sending me here.
No one was around and I wondered for how long I had been out. I grabbed my cellphone in the drawer next to me. 6 hours had passed - lucky i hadn't been out for a whole day.
I had several texts from Aya, Isumi and Daisuke. All asking how I was, what happened and what not.
The door to my room moved aside and my rescuer stood in the opening. "Good god you're awake! I'll call a nurse and your family" as he turned around about to call in the whole squat I stopped him.
"Wait."
He turned around slightly surprised. "What is it?"
"Can we talk for a bit?" I asked. I wanted to clear up any thoughts he had about this.
"Sure" he closed the door and slowly moved towards me. His face revealed his uneasiness.
"We used to play as kids, right?"
"Geez, have you forgotten all about me Haruka?" He looked down, avoiding my eyes.
So we had known each other far longer than I had expected. The little boy I had seen in my flash back had definitely been him. I couldn't remember his name nor could I recall any other memory than the one I had had encountered earlier.
"Im sorry.." I was still arguing with myself whether or not I should tell him about my condition.
He would be the first person, aside from my current family and authorities, whom would know. I hadn't even told Aya or Isumi, not even Daisuke, about my condition. Still - I felt like this guy deserved to know I hadn't forgotten about him by choice.
"I will explain in a bit, but first tell me your name"
That caught his attention. A hurt expression was planted all over his face. "You don't even remember my name" His eyes began to tear up. Damn it.
"I will explain in a bit..." I tried again.
"Kaoru"
Nothing triggered my memory by that name.
"Im terrible sorry Kaoru. When I was ten, I lost my memory. I had to rebuild everything. I don't remember much from my past, and in the process I have had you erased from my memory as well. All but one flash back you triggered."
"You mean it was my fault that you passed out?" He was frantic now. "But I guess it's understandable after what happened to you and your parents. That was horri-"
"stop!" I had screamed without realizing it. I had stopped him from talking about my past without having it thought through.
"Im sorry..." Embarrassed that I had suddenly shouted at him.
"Um.. It's okay. I understand." His smile was showing consideration for me. It made me wish I hadn't forgotten about him.
"When I try to remember, I get migraine attacks and usually pass out from them. The doctors worry about my health and don't think Im ready to try and remember yet. They're afraid I might go into coma if the pressure is too much" Though I hadn't believed much of this before hand, it suddenly made sense now. I had thought all these years that they were just pretending to be careful but in reality just didn't want me to remember - I had thought that they were overreacting.
This time I had actually passed out for so many hours - it had been the longest I had been out. The flash back had have such an impact on my mind that I actually had passed out and not woken up till now. Was it really that dangerous to try and remember my past?
I looked at Kauro. He looked so sad and hurt but tried to clench a smile even so.
How should I go from here?
I have always enjoyed writing novels and short stories.. Ever since I was a kid. I am an artist whom enjoy drawing the Japanese style of comic - Manga. Originally I tended to fit my stories into mangas, but since my drawing skills currently not are advanced enough for doing a manga, and the stories just keep piling up, I decided I would try out this "cellphone novels" sort of thing. But it's not only on cellphone Im going to write from... Probably also computer. Anyway I hope you will enjoy!
The Shattered Image
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