Chapter 9: Chapter 9
VIII
When I enter the room, my girl is laying in the hospital bed with a distant look in her eyes, her imagination had probably taken her far away like so many times before.
She'd always say it's a part of being an introvert but the way she could just escape reality always worried me slightly.
I sit on the chair by her bed and uncounciously reach for her hand, squeezing it slightly. She doesn't pull away, but she doesn't react either.
It turned out that the vomiting actually was from the pregnancy; well that, and the fact that she just started walking around after laying for several months. It confused her body.
Everything else about her health seems okay, like it was before the accident, and she's returning home in a day if everything's alright.
"A-are you okay? How are you feeling?" I cough to conceal the fact that I just stuttered.
Since when do I fucking stutter?
She doesn't say anything, just looks at me for a moment and gives me a small smile, before looking away.
I let out a deep breath before I finally stop trying to deny it any fucking longer.
Sophie's acting strange as fuck and it's worrying me to the point where I might vomit.
She's acting like a naive little school girl, no anger or fire towards me anymore and I hate it.
I loved her for who she was and this...
Well, it's her, but she's just so fucking strange. I mean, I would expect her to jump into my arms and cover me with kisses, to tell me how much she loves me, not just shyly smile at me and not know what to say.
I love her, I'll always love her because to me it's not a decision, it's simply natural for me, like breathing it. It's the kind of love that you wouldn't be able to resist even if all the odds were against it, because you simply can't help it, but it still confuses me.
"Are we okay?" I finally blurt out after a few minutes of silence, unable to hold it back any longer. "I mean, you do remember me and all?"
Her brows slightly lift at my question momentarily, and she opens her mouth, and then closes it, then opens it again.
Frowning, I take my hand away from hers and stand up. "Why are you hesitating? You said you remembered me, so why are you hesitating now?" I have to stop myself from screaming out the question because of the fire in my veins.
Did she lie to me?
"I do remember you..." she begins softly and then seems at a loss for words.
"So what? Why are you acting so different?" Sophie winces at my raised voice. She still seems unable to form an answer and my patience is growing thin.
"Answer me!" I yell.
"Because that's all, Axel!" she yells back, her eyes watery. "That's all there is! A memory of you and me, together, but it's like I wasn't the one in a relationship with you, it's more like there's another me who was in a relationship with you!" she explains and I'm unable to do or say anything.
"There's no feelings." she says with her soft voice, wiping away the stray tear.
I bite my lip, pacing up and down next to her bed, trying to figure out what I'm feeling.
"So you're trying to tell me that you have no feelings, absolutely nada, zero emotions for me while I'm basically so in love with you that it physically hurts?" I ask slowly and then curse at myself.
You just told a woman who has no emotions for you that you love her. Bad game, Jarvis.
She leans her head on the side. "Well, um, you're really attractive so I wouldn't exactly say zero emotions." she shyly admits, blushing, and I can't help but smirk at that.
"Are you saying you have a crush on me, miss Watson?" I ask and watch her blush deepen.
Fuck yes. I so got this.
I can't believe I'd ever be this happy to know every single tehnique of flirting.
She stays silent and I wink at her.
"Oh, baby, you have no idea what you've gotten yourself into." I say with all the confidence I can muster, but I can't ignore the terrible feeling in my gut which is constantly reminding me of the task I've just been assigned and it might as well be the hardest task I've ever had to do.
I have to make Sophie fall in love with me again.