Authors Note: Quick chapter for the morning! I tried submitting it last night but my computer was acting up…anyway this chapter holds the first convo between Pat and Tiffany…hope you like it!

Chapter 5:

Pat's Point of View:

It was late evening, and I could hardly believe how long this day felt. It was only earlier this morning that I found out Tiffany had severe memory loss. I was heading back to the hospital and it was already 7:32, I walked down the familiar hospital corridor before being confronted by Tiffany's doctor.

"Pat…I know this is very difficult for you, but you've got to tread your ground carefully if you go in to talk to her. She does remember Tommy's death but she is still grieving as though it just happened, her memory isn't picking up any events after that day. I don't think I'd mention anything that might upset her…" the doctor said this last part with a slight raise of the eyebrow. I knew what he was emphasizing…mentioning to her that I was her boyfriend or the guy she'd fallen in love with for christ's sake. I had to immediately think of something else before my annoyance took over. "No, of course." I said calmly walking past him to her door.

"Pat she's under medication so she may seem a bit out of it…" He paused—"Good luck." And he turned around. I opened her door and saw a small light on in the corner giving a warm glow to the otherwise hollow feeling of the white room. I crossed over to her bedside and sat down. Her eyes were closed but I felt her energy, subdued but awake. I rested my hand near hers, aching to take it in mine and hold it. "Tif…Tiffany Maxwell." I said softly. Her eyelids fluttered and then opened. She gave me a peculiar look, and then blinked several times.

Tiffany's Point of View:

I just stared at him, at first I thought I was dreaming…there was this stranger again, who'd been the one to tell me with no hesitation that my Tommy had died. Well his name was Pat, not stranger, but to me he still was one. I didn't feel angry seeing him sitting there though, weirdest fucking thing. I blamed it on the medication…they'd definitely drugged me up. I waited a moment not sure of what to say… "Hi…" I said more quietly than I'd meant to.

I wasn't expecting his next reaction whatsoever, he just paused looking at me and then smiled…smiled so gently and…sexily… God what was going on with me?...I felt my heart beat increase...his eyes were glowing of some emotion that I wasn't reading…I felt a sickening sensation in my stomach.

Ever since I'd woken up I had felt it and the Doctor simply told me it was just after effects from my fall, but the medication wasn't clearing it up. "Hey…" he replied. I bit my lips back in anticipation I was feeling apprehensive.

"Listen, my mom told me after I woke up this afternoon that I knew you and we were together. She told me everything…Pat. I honestly don't know what to think and I sure as hell don't know what to say to you." I said in a rush words spilling out clumsily…I felt like I had been a bit to hasty in my "sure as hell don't know what to say to you" so I quickly added "But I want to thank you, for being such a good friend." I said and genuinely looked at him, deep into his eyes to let him know I was acknowledging him.

He didn't move and then he took a deep breath after a few moments of looking down. He had given me a look of surprise after I'd said my mom told me everything, he then had glanced at the door and his brow had furrowed and he looked irritated, but then it vanished and he looked back up at me "Tiffany, I just want you to know that I'm not expecting anything from you. I will be here for you. Any day, anytime." And he got up.

This guy seriously threw me off every single time. I wasn't expecting him to say that or any of those reactions he had given me; they all had been kind and full of something I wished I hadn't seen, adoration…feelings that I couldn't return. It made me feel awkward and uncomfortable.

"Hey wait!" I called out as he reached the door. "I want to see you tomorrow Pat." I said without hesitation, but then I frowned at how odd I was thinking and feeling right after I'd said that. I wasn't sure since the light in the room was dim, but I could've sworn I saw a smile flicker across his face before he closed the door.

What the fuck did I just say?! Am I completely losing my mind?! Was all I thought before I twisted back into feverish dreams and nightmares.