Hi guys! 1st chapter is here :3 Sorry for the late upload, got lots of things to finish irl...
For first time readers, I recommend to read Blindness first, so you can get the gist of what happened between these two lovely characters :D
I also made a companion video for this fic, the links are on my profie
LETHE
Chapter 1
He opened his eyes to see a white ceiling above him. Everything felt so comfortable and warm as he felt his senses regain. He also found himself in a state of undress, much to his embarrassment, under the sheets on a white bed in a neat orange room.
He felt something stir beside him in the bed, he was faced with a lovely girl with only a blanket covering her nude form as well. Her exposed skin and face was framed by her golden hair, sprawled beautifully onto the white sheet like a painting. He could feel himself smile at the sight before him. He took her closer in his arms and kissed her head.
"Did you have a good night sleep?" He said to the lady.
The girl's eyes fluttered open and looked at him with its piercing blue color, "Good morning," she smiled at him brightly.
"So I take that as a yes then?"
She nodded, a slight blush evident in her cheeks, "Like I told you, 'No regrets.'"
He smiled at her and hugged her tighter, and he felt his eyelids go heavy.
Beep. Beep. Beep.
It was pitch black and everything felt so heavy.
Beep. Beep. Beep.
He tried to move, yet everything in his body hurt so fucking much.
Beep. Beep. Beep.
"Doctor! He's waking up!" He heard a feminine voice call out, coming beside him. Pulling him out of his self observations.
"Alert the family, Quick!" A cold masculine voice instructed someone.
He felt something cold touch his chest, "... What's happening?" He felt so weak, yet very intrigued.
He tried to open his heavy lidded eyes, blinking a few times, adjusting to the light reaching his eyes.
Vision slightly blurry and body still heavy, he slowly looked around. He's on a blue bed, his body covered in the sheets and his armed wrapped in bandages. He saw a man dressed in white, fiddling with the different equipment beside him.
He tried to talk, yet he can't - his throat felt so raspy and dry. He swallowed and let out a weak cough to clear the uncomfortable sensation in his throat.
But before he could speak, the man in white looked at him and beat him to it. "How are you feeling Mr. Simpson?"
"Look at me, what do you think?" He replied sluggishly.
"Ah, sassy the moment you woke up. That's good news I guess." The man smiled, then wrote something in his clipboard.
"Where am I?" He asked. "Ugh, everything hurts like hell."
"The hospital. You got yourself in a pretty miraculous situation there." The doctor replied.
"What do you mean?" He asked.
"You were hit by a car... I'd rather say pretty bad. It's a miracle you survived really." The doctor looked at him with interest.
He frowned, he can't recall something like that.
Putting the clipboard down, the doctor explained, "I think you're doing fine at the moment. A few scratches, bruises, and broken bones kinda gave you your fair share of life experiences, but after months of physical therapy, you should be up and running."
The doctor poked on the bandages in his arms, and Bart hissed due to the pain.
"Er- and I'm going to increase your morphine due to the pain," The doctor smiled apologetically. "I'll have to take my leave for now, the nurses will attend to you needs, and your family will be coming to see you soon, alright? We'll do some tests later after you get some more rest. I'll be back later."
"Alright," He nodded, "Thank you."
As the doctor took his leave, the patient slowly took the things around him a little more clearer, he's in a white room with a big window further to the left side of his bed, with blinds pushed up to see the sun setting and blending with the horizon lined by varying heights of building silhouettes. An assortment of fruits was neatly arranged in a basket and a vase full of pink flowers was placed on the white drawer adjacent to the window. Different instruments were in his left side of the bed, the tubes and some wires attached to some parts of his body. He was wearing a blue hospital gown, and noticed that aside from his arms, other parts of his body were also covered with bandages, including his head.
"That bad huh?" He mused.
The doctor told him he was in an accident, he tried to remember, but everything's blank.
"What the hell?" He closed his eyes and tried to recall anything, but he felt like his mind was a big void.
Everything went still and the heart monitor's quickening beeping muted into silence, the only thing he's hearing right now is his heart pounding in his chest and ringing in his ears. His body frozen from this new revelation.
Nothing was registering in his mind... His name, age, birthday, and address - nothing.
"What's happening...?"
Before he could do anything else, a girl with a long blonde hair hurriedly entered the room and stared at him, "Bart...?"
He returned her stared and saw the girl's eyes water, she ran to him and gave him a bone crushing hug.
The warmth the stranger was emanating made him realize the coldness inside the room. He felt comforted by the stranger's sudden appearance, but at the same time felt surprise, confusion, and pain.
Mostly the pain.
"Ow..." Bart muttered as he felt his sore muscles contract due to the sudden contact. The girl retracted her arms from him quickly and uttered a 'sorry' and smiled sheepishly.
This gave him time to study the stranger in front of him. The girl- er- lady was maybe around her early 20-s, she has bright blue eyes, and a long blonde hair past her chest.
She's pretty.
No. Really pretty.
She was smiling widely at him - she looks so happy.
He can't help smiling back at her. Her eyes radiated concern, relief, and pure happiness. It made him feel special.
The lady caressed his bandaged head gently, that made him shiver a little, and asked, "How are you?"
"A little sore... I think, but fine nonetheless," He replied to her.
"The accident was really serious... You were asleep for days." Her smile faded for a moment, but soon smiled again. Grabbing his bandaged hand onto her cheek, she said, "I'm just happy you're alright."
He smiled at the affection and worry the stranger is giving him, but recalled he still have a very big problem pertaining to his memories. He slowly retracted his hand from her and asked, "Thank you for your concern, but who are you?"
She frowned, "What do you mean?"
"I wasn't able to tell it to the doctor earlier, but it seems I can't remember anything." He told her, trying to calm himself.
She turned pale, the happiness in the room earlier changed, "You don't remember anything?" She asked in a shaky voice.
Noticing he made her upset, He tried to lighten up the mood and looked at her with a half smile, "Unfortunately, I don't..."
"I-I see... I'll call the doctor okay? I'll be back in a few." She then turned for the door.
He held her hand to stop her, "Wait..."
She looked at him and asked, "What is it?"
"Who am I.. And who are you?" He asked.
"You're Bart Simpson, and I'm Lisa Simpson, your sister." She smiled, let go of his hand and left.
END OF CHAPTER ONE
What do you think? :3
Again, sorry for uploading late, I actually finished writing this part, but then I decided to do some changes cause when I read it again the last time, it was soooo awkward... :
I think it will be a long time before I update after this (I need to make some research pertaining to amnesia... haha) and I'm going to start on my thesis soon T.T