As Promised, Chap 9! Please read A/N at the end! Important info you might want to know :) And again thank you for the reviews, I hope to hear more from you all xx
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Chapter 9
Serena's POV
"So Dr. Chiba, how does it look?" Dr. Akita questioned while looking through the folder the nurse handed him earlier. Again panic came over me, please don't rat me out I thought. I felt Darien graze his fingertips over my injury again and I looked up to see his eyebrows creased lips pursed in a straight line. I was relieved Dr. Akita was not observing Darien while he checked my wound. Or else he would've gotten curious with the facial Darien was making. It was either this guy didn't care about me or he has complete and utter confidence in Darien's capabilities.
"Looks … to be healing fine, it will still take a month or two to be completely healed, have you been experiencing any headaches or migraines?" he questioned, face now blank void of all emotions. I let out the breath I didn't event know I was holding in.
"Yes, I sometimes get migraines. I don't usually take any pain meds unless the pain becomes a little unbearable" I replied down casting my eyes. I didn't even have to look up at him, so see Darien's annoyance at my reply. Was he angry with me? I asked myself.
"That's rather concerning Ms. Tsukino, is there anything that might be causing you stress and in result causing you to have these migraines?" Dr. Akita asked, looking up from the folder he was reading with one hairy brow curving up.
Why did I open my big mouth? I should have just said everything was fine, but to be honest the pain meds my mom gave me hardly had any effect on me when the pains were at it's worst. And the doctor's suspicions were spot on, I was definitely stressing over a few things, my fast healing was just one part.
"I usually only get the migraines when I try to remember what I don't remember anymore" I replied hanging my head with a sorry smile.
"Try not doing that as much Ms. Tsukino, you've only been released for about 7 weeks and I'm sure you don't want to come back to this hospital" he said with a chuckle. I flushed at his comment. I looked up at Darien and could see his lips curl up. Why did I have a feeling that his smile was mocking me? I narrowed my eyes at him and I abruptly turned my head away from his gaze.
"Yes Sir" I replied in haste.
"Dr. Chiba please continue the check up while I write up a prescription for stronger pain meds for Ms. Tsukino here. I believe this young lady does not always voice out her needs to those she does not want to burden" Dr. Akita stated with a soft smile and wink towards me. I flushed again. Am I that easy to read?
I sat down on the hospital bed as Darien continued to perform the check up. I would be lying if I said I didn't enjoy it. Every touch he made was gentle, caring and professional but I kept on my poker face. I could imagine girls lining up to get a medical examination just to see him. If I were his girlfriend I'd ask him to just study pediatrics. My heart sank at my last thought. Did he have a girlfriend I pondered? What if he did, and I … I almost kissed the guy. Come to think of it, I barely knew him at all and here I was just saying that he would be the answer to all my problems.
But why does every bone in my body tell me I can trust him with my life. I don't even know if he'll be able to help me at all. I just need someone to talk to about all this, and my heart tells me he was the one to turn to. I feel like I'm losing it at times. I'm even starting to think Luna my cat is observing everything I say and do. I just want to relieve this weight I have in my chest. I wouldn't admit or show it to anyone, but I was hurting. Not knowing what happened to me the past year, or why my friends were keeping secrets from me and why I feel the way I feel for the man standing in front of me, it was killing me. That pulling feeling in my head again returned and with it came the pains of an oncoming migraine. I winced, and my thoughts suddenly disappeared as I felt something warm trickle down on my right cheek. Lowering my face, I wiped the warm liquid away with the back of my hand hoping Darien didn't notice the momentary weakness that I just let falter.
"Check up all done Dr. Akita, she's healthy as a horse" I heard Darien say, again why did I sense mockery in his tone of voice.
"Great, thank you Dr. Chiba. Ms. Tsukino this will be your last check up, do you have any questions or concerns before we end this appointment?"
I contemplated his question while staring down at my flats. Raising my head I stared at the chubby bald doctor. "Will I ever get my memories back?" I asked. The seriousness of my voice and face had both the Doctors stunned, their mouths set in a grim line, uncertainty plastered on their faces.
"I'm sorry Ms. Tsukino, I can not give you a definite answer. Some people gain all their memories in due time, and some don't at all. I'm sorry I can't be of more help to you" Dr. Akita replied, pity resounding in his voice.
I smiled my all time 'don't you worry about me' smile; though even I could I tell the smile didn't reach my eyes. Avoiding eye contact with Darien, I thanked both the doctors and took the prescription Dr. Akita had written and headed for home. Arriving home, I informed my mother that I no longer needed further check ups and handed her the prescription Dr. Akita had given. I was comforted by the lack of questions my mother had bestowed and was thankful for it since my mind was blank of all thoughts and emotions since leaving the examination room.
Finally reaching my room, I sat on my bed and pulled my knees to my chest. I let out the tears that I held in for so long and fell onto my pillow. I let myself feel all the pain of loneliness, and frustration and was lost to all the emotions that came flooding out and let sleep consume me.
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I opened my eyes to see Luna staring up at me from the floor. I checked my bedside clock and saw it was 10pm, I was thankful she didn't see me cry myself to sleep and just thinking it bothered me. After wallowing in self-pity, determination hit me. I need to talk to someone about what's been going on with me; I need to lift the weight in my chest. Getting up, I scratched Luna behind the ears gave her a reassuring smile and grabbed my pink floral high waist skirt and a white singlet to match from my cupboard and headed for the shower.
After 30 minutes, I was dressed, ready and determined more than ever. As much I'd like to admit how strong I am, I can only do so much on my own. I was determined more than ever to get my memories back and I know now that I can't do it on my own. I stepped on to the balcony adjoining my room and climbed down the tree to reach ground level. I don't remember having to ever sneak out but knew from how easily I climbed down that this was not the first time I've done it. I took in a deep breath and exhaled. "You need to do this" I whispered to myself.
I stared at the door mouth partially open and eye brows creased, hair sticking to my forehead, chest heaving from breathlessness, running here was not such a good idea. How did I even know where he lived? I should ask him that, when I get the guts to actually knock. This seemed to be such a great idea when I snuck out, now my nerves are shot. I steadied my breathing, once steadied I again took in a deep breath and exhaled slowly, wiping the sweat from my forehead, I again repeated, "You need to this". I slowly lifted my hand and pressed the doorbell with my index finger.
Within 10 seconds the door flew open. There Darien stood in all his glory, shirtless, hair drenched, water dripping on his chiseled chest, pajama bottoms hanging loosely on his hips. I closed my eyes to gather my thoughts, the sight of him like that had me feeling hot and bothered. Thank God my cheeks were already flushed from running. I had to say something; I can't keep my eyes closed standing in his doorway, I can't have him thinking I'm already a freak without even revealing the freaky things going on with me. Finally I stared up into his eyes.
"Did you mean it when you said that I could turn to you, and that if I ever needed you, you'd be there for me?" I asked fear and desperation evident in my voice.
"Every word" he said with a small smile, my lips curled up in response and he gestured for me to come in. I stepped inside and took off my flats. On entering I saw his kitchen to my left, and ahead was his living room where he led me. I was expecting pizza boxes and socks on the floor but here I stood in a spotless home. Flat screen with home theatre system, three-seater sofa, a recliner and a small dining table decorated his living room. I took a seat on the dining table as I placed the bag I was carrying on top while he sat across me and pulled on a white t-shirt. Where did he get that I wondered, was I staring at his lounge for that long I didn't even notice he got a shirt, probably from his room.
"Is everything ok?" he asked, brows creased eyes reflecting concern. That stopped my wondering. I sighed in relief. Finally someone asking me for real if I'm ok, well a lot have asked but I was finally going to tell someone that I'm was definitely not ok. I took in a deep breath. I knew this wasn't going to be easy, so I decided to tell him in a way that would benefit me. Straight up all information and ask questions later.
"Before I begin, I need you to promise me that you'll let me finish before you talk and you'll hear me out before making any judgments, and that you'll keep to yourself what I'm about to share with you" I asked breathless in the most serious tone I could muster. I watched as his mouth opened in response and shut again. He settled with a small nod, curiosity displayed on his face.
"A few weeks ago, I decided not to wait for my memories to return and that I had to do something about it. That's why I asked you and Andrew those questions. That day, I went home and searched my room for clues and this is what I found" I emptied the contents of my bag on the table. His eyes widened at the sight of it. I put up a hand to silence the words that he was about to say. As he rummaged through the pile laid out before him I continued my story.
"I know these things are medical supplies, but these are not supplies you can find in a first aid kit, I know this coz I checked. I know some of these things are used to stitch up deep cuts and wounds, professionally I might add" I watched as one of his perfect shaped brow quirked up. He gave me a small nod. I assumed I impressed him with that information.
"You've already seen my injury is completely healed, and even I know that is not normal. I heal at a rate not normal to human beings. My shaved patch has grown to the length of the rest of my hair and I'm guessing my body regenerates somehow. I have no scars what so ever on my body beside the one on my head, don't ask why coz I have no idea." I took in a deep breath before finally revealing the freakiest part of my story.
"I can also jump unimaginable heights, run faster than any normal person, and have surprising strength" I let out a deep sigh of relief, god that felt good. Not even looking to see Darien's reaction to my confession, I collapsed on the chair I was sitting on and rested my back on it letting my head hang over the edge. The weight I've felt for the past few weeks dissipated, and it felt like I could finally breathe again.
A/N: I know, another cliff hanger! SO SORRY! This chap was a little over 2k words and I had to end it here. I have rather, sad news ... I will not be posting another chap next week but hopefully will be able to the following week after. Reason; coz I have this very big assignment I would very much like to complete. I hope you enjoyed this chap please REVIEW :)
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