Chapter 2

When I became conscious, I found myself in the wilderness there were so many trees, it was as if I was left there to die. I was still weak and I felt pain all over my body, I tried getting up but I was too weak to drag myself. My body couldn’t take it anymore and I started feeling dizzy with my vision getting blurry once again. I tried balancing myself with a tree but my body couldn’t take the pressure anymore, I fell on the ground and blacked out.

When I became conscious this time, I realized that I have been lying there a long time and this time I had little strength and I could drag myself up. I started wondering how I got to that place which looked like a forest, it was already night time. I began to slowly limp through the bushes, I limped so slowly that it took me hours to find a road ahead of me. Fortunately, I found a quiet road, I followed it until I came across what seemed like a small town. It started raining as I was limping and my body grew weaker and I journeyed to the small town that I spotted, I blacked out before I could even get to the town.

3 days later…

I woke up to a beeping sound, I thought I was in the hospital but hospitals did not have such comfortable bed, it was so cozy and warm. I opened my eyes wipe and look around and found out that I was actually on someone’s bed, I has a drip on my left hand. It was like a hospital ward but it did not look like a hospital ward, it was actually someone’s bedroom. I had no idea how I got to that house but I did remember myself limping down a particular road. I ripped the drip off my arm and got off the bed, I limped downstairs. I looked around out of curiosity, it was a very beautiful house.

“Whoever lives here must be rich, but why is it so pink?” I thought to myself. I limped downstairs balancing myself with the wall wondering how I got to such a beautiful house and it was so big.

I was still in pain but I this time I had regained my strength. When I got downstairs, I heard a female voice singing in one of the rooms and I followed it. I ended up in the kitchen, I saw a pretty lady wearing a pink gown, she had long hair, big eyes and very cute. 

She noticed that I was behind her and then she rushed towards me “hey careful you will hurt yourself” she pulled a chair as she helped me sit down. I coughed, she took a glass and poured water for me. “Here, drink” she helped me drink the water she poured for me.

“How did I get here?” I dragged that question out of my lungs and I continued to cough, she helped me drink the water once more.

“Three days ago, I found you on my way home. You were lying on the ground and when I checked your pulse, I found out that you were still alive so I decided to put you into my car” she explained.

As she explained I just became more confused, “why didn’t you take me to the hospital?” I asked.

“You were bruised like someone attacked, so I didn’t think it was a good choice to take you there in case someone wanted to kill you” she explained with a sincere voice.

I remained quiet for a few minutes; the confusion grew and at this point I realized that I couldn’t even remember my own name.

She opened her mouth in amusement “Wait, you don’t remember anything? What’s your name?” she asked, she settled on the chair that was next to mine.

I tried recalling my own name but it never came “I don’t know my own name or where I come from” at this point, the fact that I couldn’t remember anything did not make any sense to me.

“So, you don’t remember anything? Even how you got here?” she asked, confusion grew on her face.

I kept quiet and looked away for a moment trying to remember but I couldn’t remember anything. She put her hand on my shoulder.

“You can stay here until you remember everything” she suggested, as she was taking the glass to the dishwasher.

I nodded as I stood and she came to help me up. I stopped and stared at her.

“Hey lady” I called her, she stared back at me with her big cerulean eyes “what’s your name?” I asked, while I balanced myself with a wall.

“My name is Charlotte” she smiled at me with her mesmerizing smile.

“Thank you, Charlotte. This means a lot to me” I said, I looked at her with my teary eyes.

She nodded and then showed me the direction to the TV room. I wonder how much money she had to build this house with. She went to the kitchen while I limped to the TV room, it was also painted in pink. I sat on the sofa wondering what happened to me but I did not want to dwell up it. Charlotte came into the room holding a to cups of coffee.

“Here, I hope the sugar isn’t too much” she handed me one cup of coffee and sat next to me.

“So, how do you afford such a big house?” I asked, looking around out of amusement.

“My dad bought it” she explains as she was busy with the remote looking for a channel.

“Wow I guess he’s rich” I exclaimed as I took my attention to the TV because I realized that she did not want to talk about everything I was asking her.

She signed and threw the remote on the sofa.

“How about you take a shower and then I will look for some clothes for you to put on. I will speak to a friend of mine about your problem maybe he will come up with a solution” she suggested, there was a sudden change in her mood.

Without saying a word, I got up and she showed me the direction to the bathroom. Every bedroom in this house had its own shower and then there was a main bathroom. I limped from the TV room to the bathroom, I left Charlotte dialing on her phone, so I assumed that maybe she was calling someone who would have a solution for my memory. I stood on the mirror trying to remember who I was but I couldn’t, at that time I realized that what I was going through was serious. I took a quick shower then went to the room I woke up in that morning. To my surprise the hospital stuff that was in the room was no longer there and the bed was made. I found clothes on top of the bed, a long sleeve t-shirt and blue jeans, they fitted so perfect. I put them on then I joined Charlotte downstairs, she was with a guy who seemed to be decent. Charlotte smiled when she saw me coming towards them.

“Hey, this is Doctor Johnson and he’s here to check your condition maybe there might be a solution for it” she explained

We shook hands.

“Take a sit sir” he suggested, as he took out some paper work and started filling in some information.

Without saying a word, I sat down and watched him for time.

“Charlotte tells me that you have a memory problem” he asked as he continued to write to write on the forms he took out.

“Yeah, she’s right” I nodded.

He took out an injection from his bag.

 “I will take your blood for some tests and then we’ll take it from there” he suggested as he was preparing the injection.

“Okay” I nodded as he took my arm and slowly, he put the injection through my vain while I just closed my eyes for a split second. I then watched my blood get full inside the syringe.

“Why do you have to take my blood?” I asked out of curiosity.

“To do some tests to see if nothing tempered with your DNA, after that I will come here to evaluate your memory and see if we can bring it back or what. For now, you can take a rest” he explained, but he sounded unsure of what he was talking about.

“Go take a nap, I will see doctor Johnson out” Charlotte said, as she helped me get of the chair.

I went upstairs and left them discussing something, but I wasn’t interested in whatever they were talking about. I lied on my bed and began to get on my thoughts again, trying to remember who I was but it seems that I was just wasting my time because nothing was coming to my mind.

2 weeks later…

Two weeks passed and there was no word from Doctor Johnson, I assumed that maybe my situation was a tough one. I was starting to settle and Charlotte has been taking good care of me. She decided to let me live with her since the house was all hers and her sister never really comes back home. We decided that since it seemed like someone was after my head, I wouldn’t go outside of the yard more often, Charlotte stated that she was afraid that whoever tortured me might find me and kill me maybe. One morning I was lying on my bed wondering what could be delaying Dr Johnson and at that moment there was a knock on the door.

“Come in” I said, I watched the door open slowly and Charlotte just entered her head into the room.

“Hey, I made breakfast come eat” she ordered and then went back to the kitchen.

“Okay, I’ll be right there” I replied, I got up and followed her all the way to the kitchen.

Since I got to her house, she’s been making me pre-school breakfast like oats but this this time she made a something I would’ve loved a few days after I got here. My plate had eggs, bacon and cheese. It as if there was a special occasion, this time I was impressed. I pulled a chair and sat down and glanced at her.

“Such a beautiful breakfast, what did I do to deserve this?” I asked, while biting a mouthwatering bacon.

“Nothing, I just figured that you deserve a real breakfast today” she explained, she then took a sip from her cup of coffee.

“Why do you do all this?” I asked, with chilled appreciative tone.

“Do what?” she replied, confusion struck her face.

“You took care of me since the day you found me on the side of that road and on top of that you don’t even know who I am. Even worse I don’t know who I am, why do you do all this for me?” I made the question clearer.

She smiled while putting her fork and knife down “Well my parents left me and my baby sister this huge house. My baby sister went to varsity, she doesn’t come back home often and it’s lonely here. When I found you on the side of that road, I just felt that I needed to do something about it. Maybe you are supposed to be here for good and maybe you were brought by God here. So, until you are okay, I will be here for you even if you don’t remember I will be here” she explained, and the took back her fork and knife in silence.

“Thank you so much, for all this” I exclaimed.

“Just eat your food, it’s getting cold” she said with a sincere smile.

After eating I took my plate and hers to the dishwasher as she was clearing the table. I went to the television room and left her in the kitchen, I turned on the TV and the news were on. As I was about to change the channel the picture of Dr Johnson that appeared, out of curiosity I decided not to change the channel but instead I increased the volume.

“Doctor Johnson was found dead in his lab last night. The authorities believe that Johnson committed suicide and they suspect no foul play” the news anchor announced.

I had no words, I just kept quiet for a while. Charlotte heard everything that was said on TV so she came and gave me a tight hug trying to comfort me, and I circled my hands around her waist.

“We will get to the bottom of this don’t worry” she whispered in my ear as she was squeezing me with her arms.

I nodded, we released each other from the hugs but we had an eye contact; she then began to kiss me but I pushed her away. She stopped and looked at me with a shy look but deep down I needed comfort and compassion at that moment so I pulled her towards me and the we passionately kissed. One thing leads to another and before you know it, we were on top of her bed making love. After all that crazy sex, we cuddled.

“This is crazy” I said with a little laughter, with my hand brushing her hair.

“What is crazy?” she asked, she looked up to me.

“You just had sex with a stranger” I replied, we both laughed.

“Oh well, you make sound weird but this stranger is a perfect one” she said with a smile as she was putting her head on my chest.

“Yeah I guess” I replied, she kissed me and then put her head on my chest, I rubbed her shoulders with my hand.

“Hey, do you have friends?” I asked, since I never saw anyone coming to her place looking for her.

“Yeah, why?” she replied, with an uninterested tone as if she did not wasn’t talk about it.

“I haven’t seen you with people since I got here. And I never saw you leaving the house and grocery is delivered to your door. No one comes here looking for you” I explained, as I was still busy brushing her hair with the palm of my hand.

She coughed and got up “enough with the questions, get up and get dressed” she said, then covered herself with a gown.

She went to the shower while I got up and dressed, and went downstairs. I found Charlotte’s laptop lying on the table I then took it trying to get something I could watch. Fortunately, it had no password, I came across a folder written Kat in capital letters but I ignored it assuming that maybe KAT is an ex-boyfriend she was stalking or something. I couldn’t find anything to watch so I switched it off. I went upstairs and just sat on my bed and realized that I loved the life I was living that moment.

The next morning…

I decided to go to a store nearby, I wanted to buy Charlotte something nice just to show my appreciation. After buying a bag of chocolates for her, I left the store but I decided to take a walk before I could return home. A strange lady with muddy clothes, I couldn’t came see her face as it was cover. She came towards me, I thought she was a bagger but at the same time my heart began to beat really fast.

“You should be careful about that girl you live with” the strange lady said as she was walking past me.

I stopped and turned with her “What? Hey, stop” I tried stopping her as she walked away.

I ran after her, she got to a certain corner and turned, when I got to that corner she had already disappeared. But I was running pretty quick, there’s no way that she was faster than me. When I got home, Charlotte was sitting on the stairs, she looked so furious.

“Hey, look what I got you” I said, with the aim to cheer her up but it was not working.

“Where were you?” she asked with an angry tone, as she stood up from the stairs.

“I went to the supermarket, I wanted to get some sweets. And I thought I could use some walk; I mean I have been stuck here for weeks; I can’t do this anymore” I explained with a calm tone.

“You can’t just disappear. You should’ve said you wanted some sweets I was going to order them online” she yelled at me.

“What are you hiding Charlotte?” I asked with a serious tone and confusion struck Charlotte’s face.

“What?” her tone lowered and there was more nervousness in her voice.

“Since I got here, you’ve always insisted that I should never be outside. Why? It’s been weeks and this feels like a prison now” It was now my turn to yell at her.

“But it’s for your safety” she said, her tone was now lowered.

“My safety from what? I don’t know who I am, I don’t know how I got to your gate. What is it that you’re protecting me from? If someone wanted to kill me, what would stop them from coming to your house?” I added but this time I lowered my voice.

She couldn’t answer the questions so she put her hand on my cheek trying to kiss me so I pushed her away. I walked past her on the stairs and went to my room but she followed me. I threw myself on the bed, she came and stood at the door.

“Babe listen, I didn’t know that being locked up in this house doesn’t treat you well. From now we’ll go out, we’ll take walks around the neighborhood” she said as she came and sat on top of my bed.

I kept quiet, she held me on my shoulders but I still I looked away and never said a word.

“You know I love you and I see a future with you and I want you to be happy” she tried convincing me.

“Then stop treating me like a baby, I can take care of myself” I replied, after giving her a silent treatment for a few second.

“Noted, now come here” she said as she was about to kiss me.

We kissed, and then she walked out of my room. I loved every moment when it came to living with Charlotte. I preferred staying right there, deep down I did not want to remember anything.