Chapter 75
I closed my eyes and breathed deeply through my nose, Preston's question ringing through my head.
"So what's it going to be, Case?" I asked myself quietly and with a heavy heart, I knocked on the door and pushed the handle down and nudged the door open before stepping in slowly.
‘Come on, Case. You can do this,' I told myself mentally, looking around the room until my eyes landed on the man lying on the bed with his eyes closed and a deep frown on his face.
His head was propped on a pile of pillows so that he would be able to look around the room instead of just staring at the ceiling.
A lump was lodged on my throat and my heart plunged into my stomach as his eyes snapped open and looked my way. My breath was caught on my throat and I held my breath, waiting for a reaction.
I was greeted with a frown and a perplexed look.
"Do I know you?" He questioned with confusion laced under his tone.
I could feel my heart drop even further.
‘He doesn't remember me.'
The realization crashed into me and it finally dawned on me that I was a stranger towards him again.
This is what you wanted in the first place; for him to not bother you and follow you around. Be happy, I tried convincing myself with a pile of bull but deep in me, I knew that this man dug deeper than anyone did and he had built his throne that resides in my heart now. My conscience was screaming at me to remind him who we were once more; to make him remember what we had before all of this happened.
I loved him but he didn't love me. Not when he couldn't even remember who I was.
Those places we visited, the things we did together, the problems we faced together weren't even a memory to him anymore. They were mists that he would never be able to touch ever again.
I felt my heart breaking, my world crumbling down right before me as I looked into his eyes then and there. I could see him but he couldn't see me. He wouldn't ever be able to see me.
I made a move to step towards him and he stayed put, he didn't flinch or cringe but he didn't move closer. There was a frown and a curious look on his face.
"I'm sorry. Do I know you?" He asked again while biting his lips, indicating that he was thinking really hard before wincing and clutching his head.
I opened my mouth to answer him but closed it again once I remembered what Preston told me. I've put this family in more danger than protecting it. Staying with them would mean putting them in the middle of a war that they knew nothing of and that wasn't fair. They didn't choose to participate in this war and they wouldn't be a part of it. I wouldn't let it happen.
My heart screamed at me to say yes, to help rebuild his memory and make more of them by staying by his side but my head denied it, thinking more rationally and logically.
If you loved them, you wouldn't be reluctant in letting them go once you knew it had gotten to the point where it was starting to hurt them.
This was for the best.
I forced a smile and made sure it reached my eyes. It wasn't hard to fake a smile after a while of practice. I made sure my eyes were a bit squinted and casted the throb in my heart aside.
"No, I must have entered the wrong room. Sorry for disturbing you," My voice cracked in the end and I slapped myself mentally for that slip up.
I feared that he was going to suspect something but instead, he mirrored my smile, although his was more strained, and nodded.
"It's no problem," he murmured, still staring at me like he was trying to push through the fog that was clouding his memory.
My heart cheered for him to dig deeper and successfully recognize me but my brain prayed that he would let it go and leave it at that for his sake.
I felt as if dozens of knives were piercing through me and my hands trembled at the force I was using to keep myself together for a little while. I prayed that I wouldn't ever forget how his lips felt on mine or the sweet memories that were drilled into my head. I turned around, ready to leave the room while caressing my lips and they tingled, as though to help me remember and relive it once again.
"Wait," Adam called out, causing my whole body to go rigid and my hand froze before it could touch the handle of the door. I put on a smile once more and prepared myself before turning around.
"Yes?" Adam squinted a little, drinking in my features and I could feel my heart cheering him on while my brain growled in my head for him to drop it. I was in an internal battle with myself and it was all because of the clueless guy I call my boyfriend.
He might not remember me as his girlfriend but I would always remember. It was an eternal torture that I couldn't escape; that I wouldn't ever be able to escape.
"Do you mind helping me call the nurse?" I forced the sigh of relief in and the smile to stay intact to not show my disappointment.
I was complicated.
I nodded mutely, fearing that I would burst into tears then and there if I were to speak. I saw his confused expression and I realized my eyes were blurring, full with unshed tears and I hurriedly slip out of the door and shut it with a soft click and slid down the wall beside it with tears streaming down my face as I let go.
Wasn't the problems I have in the first place enough to keep my life interesting?
I forced myself to bow my head and closed my eyes, praying silently for the strength to get through this. To get past the problems and obstacles life was throwing my way.
After my meltdown, I picked myself up, wiped my tears dry and kept my chin up. I'll get through this. I know I will.
You did the right thing, Case, I told myself while walking down the dark hall, feeling alone and lost.
With that, I trudged through the halls to meet back with the others and tell them of my plan.
Once Cassandra was out of sight, Dom slipped out of the dark corner he was hiding in and knocked on the door, slipping into Adam's hospital room.
He closed the door silently and tensed up once he heard the voice of the man that stole his Casey's heart.
"Who are you?" Adam's voice was terse. The sight of this unfamiliar man was unnerving and an unfamiliar feeling kicked in; his head played out ways on what to do if this guy tried something funny.
Dom had always been convincing and he had always had that charisma that drew people in so it wasn't hard for him to smile to Adam and greet him like they were best friends.
"Bro, you scared the shit out of me. Don't do that, man!" Dom scolded jokingly with a grin on his face but the alarms were going off in Adam's head kept him on edge. There was just something about this man that sets him off.
His memory was hazy and he couldn't remember everything but he knew that the best thing next to his memory was his instincts.
"I'm sorry, do we know each other?" Dom noticed the wary look that flitted across Adam's hard look. Adam was hard to crack but Dom was sure that he could break him.
"Of course, we're best friends!" Dom grinned and Adam smiled at the response he received.
Finally, someone who can help me, Adam thought as he began to relax.
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