Rainy Night

Chapter 5

By Castianna

When I woke up, it was as if from a strange dream. I look around me and notice that Seto is still here. But he is sleeping. As if sensing that I am watching him he comes awake. He smiles.

"Good morning." He says. "Any chance you remember me yet?"

"No, Sorry." Talking is easier today.

"I didn't think so." He said. "Well the doctor came back a few hours ago. He says that now that you're awake you should be able to leave the hospital soon. They just want to monitor you for another 24 hours."

I smile. "Where do I go?" I stop. "Do I live with you?"

Seto pauses for a moment. "Yes, you do."

I think on that, Seto must be someone important to me if I live with him. "Do we, ummm…" I blush. "Do we sleep together?" I finish.

"Yes, but until you get your memories back you can have your own room. We are going to take this slow." He says.

"Thank you Seto." I say.

"I have to go to work though, I have some important business to take care of today, But I will be back this evening." He says and squeezes my hand. "Don't over tax yourself to much trying to remember things." Then he walks out the door.

The day goes on with nurses coming in and out. Checking my vitals and monitoring my IV. Some of them are nice and stop to talk to me; others just stick around long enough to do their job. Sometime in the early afternoon I drift off to sleep again, it seems that the only thing to do in the hospital is to sleep. I wake up at dinner when my food was placed before me. The lady smiles and tells me to enjoy my meal. I take the cover off and see that it is turkey, mashed potatoes, gravy, corn and cranberry sauce. It looks delicious. I am halfway through my dinner when Seto comes in. He is carrying a teddy bear and a flower arrangement. Blue and White roses and Babies breath. For some reason they are my favourite… but of course he would bring me my favourite flowers.

I smile in thanks for the gifts then I finish my food. I am putting down my fork when my head starts to hurt and I close my eyes. Once my eyes are closed images flash before them.

"It's our anniversary Seto and all you can think about is your stupid company!!" I shout into a phone. "If you can't make time for me then maybe we should rethink this whole relationship thing. I'm not in this to be neglected." Then I hang up the phone and collapse onto the floor in a sobbing heap. Twenty minutes later I hear a knock at the door. Quickly getting up off the floor I wipe my eyes and pray that it doesn't look like I have been crying. I answer the door and there you are, carrying a bouquet of blue and white roses with babies breath. You look so sad. "Please forgive me. I have been a cad."

I want to leave you on the doorstep and slam the door in your face, but I can't stay mad at you. I step aside and let you come in the house. I close the door behind you. You walk into the kitchen and find a vase for the flowers. I follow you in there. You turn back to me and pull me into your arms. "You've been crying… and it's my fault." You say as you kiss where my tears left salty trails down my cheek.

"Oh Seto lets not fight anymore." I say as I kiss you passionately.

I come out of the trance with a start. I look over at Seto. "How many anniversaries have we had?" I ask.

He looks startled for a moment then smiles. "Two." He says. Then his eyes search my face. "Did you remember something?"

"Yes, we fought on the phone then you brought me that same bouquet."

"That was our first anniversary." He said.

"When was our second?" I ask, curious.

"Today." He says.

I look at him with disbelief, but deep down I know what he says to be true. "I wish I could remember everything." I say sadly.

"It's a good sign that you are remembering things. I'm sure that with the right stimulation we can trigger memories to jump forward. Chances are your mind, when suppressing the accident, also suppressed everything else. It's a defence mechanism. Luckily that means that its all there still it just needs to be brought back. And that I can help you with." Seto said.

I smile at him. "Thank you."

"Your welcome." He reached out and grabbed my hand.