Chapter 28: Chapter 28

Chapter 27

Alex's POV

"Mr. Carter, Mr. Pablo is on the phone." I looked up at my secretary and frowned. Why would Santiago be calling me? We're staying at the same hotel, his room is right next to mine so the call must be important. Probably something about Kalliyah.

"Okay, thanks." I took up the landline and brought it to my ears. I have been working since last week. I realize that she might not wake after all. It's being two hectic weeks and she still hasn't woken up. I wonder sometimes if she ever will. I visit her every day but she doesn't respond.

"Hey, Santiago. What can I do for you?" I asked in a nonchalant voice.

"She's awake," he said in an excited voice.

"What?" my heart jumped. I couldn't believe what I was hearing. I want him to say it again.

"She's awake, Alexander. Alliyah is in the room talking to her now." He sounds really happy and so slowly the weight that has been on my heart felt like it was lifted.

"I'll be there in five minutes." I smiled and hanged up the phone. I shut down my laptop and stood from the chair. I closed my door and walked in the living hall were my secretary was sitting on the couch with her cellphone in her hands, "Lisa, I'm heading to the hospital. No calls please."

She before she could answer I was already out the day facing to the elevator.

Thank God it came almost immediately. I entered and pressed the ground floor. When I the elevator doors opened I quickly ran out and ran straight towards the door.

"Mr. Carter." the receptionist said.

"When I get back," I shouted and continued running until I was at the entrance of the hotel. As soon as I stopped I noticed a taxi so I fanned him down. When he stopped I quickly entered, "St. Joesph Hospital. You can take the short cuts, I'll pay you $100."

The Sikh man nods his head and smile then started driving. I looked out the window of the taxi but I wasn't paying attention to my surroundings, all I could think about his Kalliyah. She's awake, my baby is awake.

I can finally get to see her beautiful eyes and hear her laugh.

I took a deep breath and thank God for beginning her back to me.

I don't plan on hurting her ever again. I plan on taking care of her. To be a great husband to me.

Husband?

Yes, I want to marry her.

While she was in a coma my heart was breaking and I realized that without her my life is dull and painful. Without her the only thing that mattered is work. Without her, I'm not happy. She makes me happy and I'll do everything in my will to make her happy. She's my heart and I have to protect her with everything in me.

I love her. I love Kalliyah Bisson.

The news about the accident spread to my parents. Now they know that Kalliyah was, in fact, telling the truth. I also told them that I forgave Alliyah for her wrongdoings and that she has changed and has a man that loves her. She won't make the same stupid mistake twice. After all, she wants to be a part of her son's life. She deserves that much, Santiago too. They're a great couple. It was obvious that he loved her and he wasn't afraid to let it show. He's very gallant with it.

"We're here," he said in a thick Indian accent. I quickly took the hundred dollar bill out of my purse and hand it to him.

"Thanks," I said as I exited the taxi. He nods his head then drove off.

I quickly entered the hospital and walked straight to the steps. The elevator in this hospital took forever to reach the ground floor and I didn't have the patience to wait for it, not today, not when I love my love is awake.

When I reached her floor I quickly walked to where Santiago was standing. "Hi," I called out to him and he turned to look at me with a sad look on his face.

"What's wrong Santiago?" I asked with a frown as I started worrying about all the possible things that could come from his mouth. "Is she awake? I taught you said she's awake."

"She is."

"Then what's wrong?" I insist.

He looked at me with sad eyes. "She hit her head hard and that lead her to have severe memory loss. Alexander, she has amnesia."

I frowned at him, I couldn't believe what I heard. Amnesia meant she didn't remember me. She doesn't remember us. I took a deep breath then ran my hands through my hair. I felt like crying and so I started. Yes, I'm happy that she's awake but what difference is it if she doesn't remember anything.

Santiago came and pat me on my back. "It's okay, hermano, she's fine. It's only temporary. Dr. Baines said it will eventually go away. She's fine." he assures me. During the couple of weeks, I've known Santiago I've come to learn he was a very good man. He cares a lot for persons. I guess I could classify him as a best friend. He comforted Alliyah and me when we wanted to give up hope. He helps us stay strong.

I started to sob. "What if she doesn't? What if she hit her head too hard and doesn't recovery. What will I do?"

He pulled me in and hugged me. "Stop, okay. Think positive. She'll be fine. You have to be strong. Think of it this way. Since you hurt her she doesn't remember what you did. It's your time to prove to her that you're sorry. Prove it to her so when she gets back her memory she doesn't have resentment in her heart for you. Prove to her that you love her. This is your chance. Remember think about the good things that might come from her memory loss." I told him all that happened on the day I kicked Kalliyah out and I also told him about our relationship. He understand, he didn't judge me for what I did.

"Okay, I will but can I see her?" I asked him as I came out of his arms.

"Dr. Baines is in there and so is Alliyah but you can go as soon as they are finished."

"I wonder what I'll say to her once I get in there."

"Just start with an introduction, after all, she doesn't remember you. Tell her about your relationship with her. Take it slowly. Don't want to put pressure on her brain."

"Okay." I smiled at him. "Start with an introduction," I said more to myself. I don't need to start my conversation with her by telling her sorry for something she doesn't remember. Take it slow. I will take it slow.

............

I walked in her room with my heart in my hands. She was staring at the wall when I entered but she looked at the door and saw me. She didn't react. I knew she wouldn't, she doesn't know me. I walked in a little more.

"Hi," I stammered.

"Hi, " she said with a shy look on her face "I'm sorry I don't remember you. Who are you?" I knew I couldn't avoid her question but when I heard her asked my heart broke.

"My name is Alexander Carter but you usually call me Alex." I tried to smile but I failed miserably. How can I? The only woman I've ever love doesn't remember me or the good times we've spent with each other.

"Who are you to me?" she inquired.

"I'm your boyfriend." As I said those words I try as hard as I can to keep a smile. Hopefully, my forced smiles assure her.

"I have a boyfriend?" She asked surprised with a smile on her pale face. My heart lifted when I saw her smile. The smile I love and missed so very dearly.

I nod. She started to smile and start playing with her fingers. She is nervous. She does that when she's nervous. I smile at the memory of when we met.

I walked closer to the bed and sat in the bedside chair. She turns to look at me. "Can I asked you a few questions, please?" she asked with uncertainty.

"Of course, you can ask anything you want. I'll answer them." I stated with a smile.

"How did we meet? Was it romantic?" I grin at her question.

Was it romantic?

Hell No.

It was the opposite.

"We met on the busy streets of New York," I laughed. "No, it was the opposite of romantic."

She raises her eyebrows. "Really? How come?"

"Well, I was kind of stalking you," I told her and rub the back of my head. I wasn't sure if should tell her about what her sister did or why I was really searching for her.

"Wait? You were my stalker before you turned my boyfriend?" she sounded amazed.

"No, not exactly. Ask me something else." I tried to avoid the subject of how we met. I wasn't the nicest of persons especially since I made her lose her job.

"Hmm..okay. Do you love me?" my heart freezes at her question. That was the last thing I was expecting her to say at least since she lost her memory. I've never actually told her I love her. I might as well tell her now.

"I do. I love you. You're my heart and I'm so happy to have back. Without you, I've been a mess." I moved closer to her and held her hands to my lips while I look in her grey eyes.

She looked at me not knowing how to react. That's so sweet yet sad.

"I know I love you too. Although I don't remember anything about our relationship I just have this feeling that you're my heart too. That you mean the world to me too."

Her words made me sad.

She said she loves me. But how can she if she doesn't remember the bad things I've done to her.

If only I could turn back time. If I could make things better I would.

I brought her hands to my face and rub it on my cheeks and she smiled at me looking in my eyes.

"Why don't I have a ring on my finger?" she asked. "If you love me so much why aren't we engaged to be married?"

"Well, we never got the time but let me tell you a secret." I leaned into her. "You'll not only be wearing a ring on your finger but you'll be having my babies."

I went back to my previous position and I noticed her cheeks were pink. I smiled to myself. Yes, She'll be the mother of my kids. I won't stop until I have her. Show her how much she means to me.

How could have I hurt this angel in front of me? How could I have been such a fool?

She's my life.

For goddamn sake! I want to have grey-eyed babies with her, ones that have her smile and my dimples.

I love her and I hurt her.

I need to prove it to her how much she means to me before she gets back her memory.