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A/N:I'm not English Native speaker, so you might find some typos or grammar mistakes, I do apologize for that. I hope you enjoy it.
Chris's POV
The moment I woke up, a feeling of bereft overtook me and it weighed so heavy on me that I felt as if someone was choking me, and I was unable to lift myself off the bed. I couldn't even recover myself from that feeling or figure out the reason behind it, when I was hit with an erupting sense of guilt, that made my head hurt really badly. Maybe it was the pain that gave me the strength to sit up.
I ran a hand through my hair, out of distress, and felt a lump on the back of my head. I poked it a little and realized that was probably the reason why my head hurt and possibly the reason why I don't remember anything. I tried to remember what happened and who was I, but I didn't get any answer.
I looked through the window by the bedside to see that it was already dark outside and it had stopped snowing as well. I pulled off the blanket aside, got off the bed and made my way to the door, which opened up into a small corridor leading to the left. I followed the hallway to the end and found my beautiful host, Scarlet, squeezed up on a small couch while she slept.
I couldn't help but feel bad for intruding like this. She deserved to sleep on the comfortable bed and it should me sleeping in the living room. I could tell just from one look around the house that she lived alone, since the house didn't have any other rooms and it was probably the only house in the neighborhood because others were 2-3 stories high.
I tried not to make too many sound when I walked, ignoring the pain in my feet, but unfortunately the woman turned out to be a light sleeper and noticed my presence, and sat up straight on the couch seemingly startled by my presence.
"Oh thank god, it's just you", the woman sighed out in relief and relaxed a little, "Are you feeling better now? Do you need anything?", she asked her face ridden with concern while she turned on the lamp on the center table.
"I am fine now… thanks for sheltering me", I expressed my gratitude, "And I am sorry, I didn't mean to scare you and I apologize for all the trouble I am causing you."
"Oh that's alright", she spoke getting off the couch, and folding her blanket, "It's temporary; it's not like I'd allow you to stay here forever or anything.", she added in a somewhat indifferent tone and then she bit her tongue in realization, "Wait… that didn't come out right…"
"It's okay", I said with a smile, taking no offense of her words, "I understand I am a stranger and unwelcomed. So, don't worry I'll leave now," I painfully limped towards the door, "Once again thanks for everything!"
"Wait", the woman spoke up, as I grabbed the door handle, and I turned to look back at her, "Where are you supposed to go?", she asked me in a puzzled tone, crossing her arms, "I don't think you even have a single penny on you now. You won't make it too far in this condition", she hit me with a harsh truth and I didn't have a counter for that. She let out a sigh, "Look, what I said earlier… I didn't mean it like that", she shook her head, "You can stay here for some time."
"I don't think…", I tried to disagree.
"I am not fond of strangers in my house either, but the last thing I want is to find you dead, after all the trouble I went through...", she almost lectured me, looking at me sharply, "You owe me this much", she took a brief pause, "So stay here until you can walk yourself to the hospital in one piece."
I couldn't help but smile at her kindness, "Thanks, I'll find a way to repay your hospitality.", I expressed my gratefulness.
"You should better", the blonde woman said with a smile, and then her eyes widened in horror, "It's dark already!", she exclaimed in surprise turning to look at the wall clock, "Crap, I have an appointment in 2 hours and I am not even dressed for it. I can't be late… Excuse me!"
The woman didn't wait for my reply and hurried past me into her bedroom, shutting the door behind her. Left alone in that small room, I really felt out of place but it's not like I had anywhere to go and I definitely didn't want to go back to that hospital. I knew I had to find another way and try to get some work to earn money, so I could pay for hostels. Only then I could move out of here and give the woman back her privacy.
My chain of thoughts was broken by a very strong and distinct scent, which almost immediately saturated whole room. I turned my attention to the person, who was wearing that provocative wooden cologne, as she made her way back to the small living room.
For a moment I kept looking at her, taking in her appearance. She was dressed in a long red coat reaching down to her thighs, black leggings and black heels; her makeup heavy with smoky eye shadows and strawberry red lipstick. She had a small black purse and her platinum blonde hair was left loose hanging down to her waist.
"I'm in a hurry, so I am sorry but I have to leave now", she said to me speaking really fast, "And I remember our deal about taking you back to the hospital but I don't really have time for that."
"It's fine", I didn't mind that, since I didn't really want to go back to hospital anyways.
"If you are in pain or anything, there are some analgesics in bathroom cabinet", she instructed me moving to the door, "There's some soup and juice in the fridge if you are hungry. If you feel like taking a bath, feel free; there's an extra toothbrush in the cabinet as well."
"Okay", I just said in response.
She grabbed the door knob and turned to me, "And the most important thing of all; don't go out! I don't want the neighbors talking about you", she said in an almost warning tone, shaking her head a little.
"Understood", I gave her a nod. I didn't want to cause her any trouble and I had no choice but to agree with her rules.
"Okay then I'll be off to work, you take care of yourself", she said opening the door and stepping out.
"You too", I wished her back and she head on her way.
Just like that the woman trusted me once again and left her house to me. I knew for sure and she had said so herself that she didn't wish for things to be like this but still she was kind and considerate enough to let me in her house, give me food and even let me sleep on her warm bed. She was really a kind hearted soul for doing so much for a stranger like me without thinking once about her security. I was glad that no ill intended thoughts crossed my mind so far for her or anyone else.
I shook my head breaking my chain of thoughts and decided to get on with my usual chores, because that's what left for me for now. Once I was finished with trivialities, I started to think about what kind of job I could get, which led me to think about what sort of job I was doing before I lost my memory. No longer had those thoughts crossed my mind, the ghosts of my past memories came to haunt me. I tried to drown those memories in the bottle of vodka, that I found in the fridge.
Scarlet's POV
It was 4:30 o'clock in the morning, when I was walking home from work, making my way through a deserted alley that led straight to my place. As I got neared to my house, I spotted my best friend standing at a corner and from the way she was looking at me, I assumed she was waiting for me.
"Yana, what are you doing here? Is everything alright?", I asked her out of concern.
"That guy is still at your place, isn't he?", the redhead woman asked me, pointing at my home.
"I think so…", I spoke a little doubtfully and she gave me a serious look, "I mean that's where I left him but I don't know now", I added with a shrug.
"You're really out of your mind!", she spoke in a tone mixed with skepticism and anxiousness, as we made our way towards my house, "I… I mean… how can you let a complete stranger live in your house?! What happened to… to your codes?!", she spoke fast and not keeping the surprise and worry off her voice, "That guy is really trouble, I tell you!", she put a lot of weight on those last few words.
"He's alright", I told her the truth, "And besides I can't throw him out in the cold, I am not that heartless yet."
"You're not heartless; you're brainless!", Yana said in a friendly mocking tone, "The guy is a fugitive! Have you seen his size? He can probably punch a boulder out of his way then you're just a human."
I let out a laugh her over-worrying, "He's not that aggressive."
"And you're the one to know, right!", she stated sarcastically, rolling her eyes, "For from what I came to learn he's way beyond aggressive", she took a dramatic pause, "He's insane!", she lowered her voice to say that.
"What do you mean?", I asked her to explain her reasons for saying such a thing.
"Earlier, people heard noises of things crashing and glasses breaking in your house", she answered seemingly bothered about it all, "Not just that, he was heard talking to himself, technically he was yelling out loud! Neighbors were really scared and I'm sure they'll call the police next time."
"What?!", I exclaimed in surprise.
"Take my advice, my friend", Yana spoke in her usual tone, "Get rid of that guy before he causes more trouble for you and you are chased away from your home."
"Nobody can chase me away", I said revolted of that thought, "I own that place!"
"I know but the people won't think twice before harming you", she said shaking her head, "You already know we are not welcome here", she stated a fact, looking around the place a little sadly, "That stray dog is not worth the trouble, my friend. Take care of yourself!"
With that Yana parted ways with me and headed to her home probably. I let out sigh, watching her leave and looked back at my place preparing myself to see what was on the other side of the door. I pushed it open the door and stepped inside.
The scenario was much worse in my head than in reality, "Dramatic Yana…", I thought letting out a heavy breath of relief, but I couldn't relax for too long as the realization hit me. It was like old movie play right in front of me, and I was overwhelmed by negative feelings from the past.
There were pieces of glass all over the floor and there was no sign of the stray dog. Did he run away again? I walked further inside my house careful not to step on glass. I checked the kitchen and bedroom but couldn't find him there, so I had no option but to check the bathroom.
I tried to push open the door, but there was something on the other side that was blocking it, so I had to put my whole weight on it to get it open enough so I could slip inside the bathroom. I found the man lying unconscious on the bathroom floor and still in his hospital clothes. I bend down to him and tried to wake him up but it was all useless; he was out cold.
I knew I couldn't carry him alone to the bed on my own in this condition, unlike the previous night when he was conscious enough to walk slowly and I had some help from Yana. I sighed once again, struggling with my own mixed emotions and memories, which seemed to be more and more affected by this man's conditions.
"What happened to you?", I muttered to his pitiful unconscious form, as I remained crouched down next to him.
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