Memories and Explanations

I was walking down a dark alley and then suddenly a shadow appeared out of nowhere. He lunged at me but I kicked him and started running. I ran and I ran but there was never an end to this hell. Another figure appeared and tried to do the same. I continued running and I looked behind me for a brief moment.

Big mistake...

The two figures approached me rapidly when I fell on something or actually someone hard. I looked up and I screamed at the top of my lungs.

This can't be happening to me. The man held me strongly in his arms.

"Leon, let me go! Please..." I said but my voice broke and it came out more like a whisper.

"Not a chance sweetheart. You killed me! Now it's my turn!" he growled through his teeth. I looked at him. The man I once loved... he had changed so much. He had a huge scar on his left cheek and instead of his kind and warming smile, an evil one was plastered on his face.

"Let me go!" I screamed again and started wiggling in his arms trying to escape, but I had no luck in it. He just laughed evilly and I broke down and started crying.

"Evie! Wake up! Please wake up!" I heard a familiar voice say and I felt my body shake.

I got up really fast and I hit my head with someone else's.

"Get away from me!" I screamed and moved away from the man.

"Evie! It's Alexander... Are you okay? You were having a nightmare..." I heard him say and I looked at him. He was rubbing his head at the spot I hit him.

"Hey... Sorry for the head... I had a really nasty nightmare. I-I saw Leon and he was evil and he tried to touch me and he wouldn't let me go..." I said and fell in his arms crying. He froze for a moment, but then held me tight rubbing my back, confronting me, whispering sweet nothings in my ear in his attempt to make me feel better.

"Thanks..." I said and tried to pull away from the hug but he didn't let me go. He held me like his life was depending on it... I just hugged his torso. We stayed like this for a while until I noticed that the sun was up and a brand new day was ahead of us. I pulled away and looked at Alexander.

"I am going to make breakfast. Anything you want in particular?" I asked him sweetly.

"No need. Linda will do that. You just need to rest, okay?" he said caressing my cheek and I leaned in his touch.

"Well, that's not going to happen. As long as I live here, I am the one making breakfast! Is that clear?" I stated rather than asking him.

"But-" he started saying but I cut him off.

"No buts. Just accept it Alex" I said and he looked at me taken aback.

"I haven't heard that one in years..." he said looking down with a sad expression on his face.

"Alex? Well, if you don't like it-"

"I like it. I really do. It's just nobody has called me that in a long, long time..." he said and the pain was written all over his eyes.

I had an urge to hug him, comfort him, and take his pain and troubles away. And I did, which caught him by surprise but in the end, he hugged me back.

"My mother, she..." he trailed off.

"Alex, it's okay. I understand if you don't want to tell me..." I said and he took a deep breath and let out a sigh.

"No, it's just... I haven't talked about it for so long. You know, she died when I was nine years old. On my birthday. I woke up and when I got to my parents' room, I jumped on the bed, only to find my father crying with my mother in his arms and her body looked so lifeless..." he said trying to sound calm, but silent tears were now running down his cheeks. He hugged me tighter and just held me close to himself. I looked up at him but his eyes were staring ahead. He was reliving the memory.

"It must be hard for you..." I said and rubbed his muscled back. I played with his hair to console him and then I pulled away and looked into his beautiful blue eyes that were now red and puffy. He gave me a sad smile and I brought my hand up to his face and wiped his tears.

"What if... we spent the day together. You could skip work and I could cook and we could watch movies and get to know each other better and we-" I was cut off by his tender lips on mine.

He was kissing me, not that I minded. He is a really good kisser and it felt amazing.

He placed his hands on my waist pulling me closer and I placed mine on his neck. His lips were claiming mine, roughly and demanding, trying to get the consolation and warmth he desperately needed.

He pulled away since we both were lacking air. We stared at each other with heavy breaths.

Alex looked at me with so much adoration, but there was something else in his eyes. I couldn't quite put my finger on it, but what I knew for sure is that this man, with memories or no memories, can make my heart skip a beat, and erupt a thousand butterflies in my stomach.

"I..." I couldn't say anything. At least not yet. With all my memories gone, it feels like this man is a complete stranger, even though he is my fiancé.

"It's okay. I understand..." he said and smiled at me.

I smiled back at him and hopped off the bed. I tilted my head to look at him.

"How would you like your coffee?" I asked and he chuckled a little.

"Black!" he answered and I walked outside the room. I hobbled to the kitchen and explored all the cabinets until I finally found the coffee. I started preparing breakfast. I was about to serve my pancakes but I realized I didn't have any Nutella.

I found it on a lofty shelf.

Great!

Note the sarcasm...

I am almost 5.7" while the Nutella box is on a shelf at least 7" tall.

I climbed on the stool like a toddler would to reach for the cookie jar and grabbed it. When it was finally secure in my hand, my foot tripped and I fell. I closed my eyes as if that would ease my fall, but instead, my body never hit the ground. On the contrary, I found myself enveloped in two strong arms.

"Are you hurt? Why would you do that, Eve?" Alex asked worriedly. I liked the nickname he gave me. Eve...

"I was trying to reach the Nutella, but I couldn't so I climbed on the stool and the moment I grabbed it, I fell..." I said and I heard Alex laugh.

"Next time ask for my help okay?" he said and I nodded.

"It smells delicious! What did you make?" he asked changing the topic.

"Have a seat and wait!" I said and turned around to finish the pancake, to which I added some strawberries.

"Bon appétit, monsieur!" I told him and set the plate with the pancakes in front of him.

His mouth opened in awe. He grabbed his fork and took an enormous bite. He moaned in pleasure and closed his eyes.

God, that sound...

"Je suis content que vous l'aimez!" I said and he looked up at me. I burst out laughing. His mouth and the tip of his nose were filled with chocolate.

"What?" he said chuckling. I just continued laughing and he stood up and walked closer to me.

"Why are you laughing, love?" he said grabbing my waist and bringing me closer to his body. He tried to kiss me but I made a step back avoiding him.

"You don't get to have a kiss. Not until you clean yourself up!" I said and he frowned.

"You are filled with chocolate, Alex..." I said and laughed again.

"Oh!" he said and grabbed his phone. I guess he opened his camera because he placed it before his face and then started laughing with me.

"Come here, love..." he said and looked at me with a smirk.

I shook my head and grinned.

"I said come here, honey..." he said again more sternly this time. I shook my head again. He stepped closer and closer and I started running to escape. He chased me around the house and I stepped inside the living room. I hid behind the couch and held my breath.

"Eve? Where are you?" he said and I heard his heavy footsteps coming closer. Suddenly they stopped and I held my breath.

"BOO!" I screamed and looked up only to find Alexander laughing like a little kid. He had such a cute laugh and his dimples were even cuter.

"I swear if you ever do that again I-" I was cut off by his lips on mine. I could still taste the pancakes and of course, chocolate. My face must be filled like his right now.

A slight cough was heard and we pulled away and looked towards the door.

A middle-aged man was standing at the slightly open door, he had raven hair and brown eyes.

"Dad…" Alex said and I felt his body stiffen.

"Alexander. I see you have company so I guess I'll be back when you are done..." his father said in a cold and distasteful manner.

"Father, would you wait for a moment!?" he said and let go of me. I couldn't understand what was going on. We are supposed to be engaged and his father doesn't know me?

Alex got to his dad and they started talking and looking at me. It felt so awkward. I walked away and went into the bathroom to wash. I decided to have a shower so I stripped off my clothes and walked into the bath. I filled it with hot water and stepped inside. I relaxed immediately.

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I felt a tap on my shoulder and I opened my eyes. Alex stood before me and he had an apologetic look on his face.

"Hey...Are you okay?" he asked and I nodded. The water was now cold so I stood up and wrapped a towel around my body.

I walked inside the bedroom and walked into the closet to pick an outfit. I heard Alex walk inside behind me.

"Eve... About my dad. I'm sorry about his attitude..." he said and I let an ironic chuckle escape my lips.

"Can I ask you something, Alex?" I asked him. He nodded so I continued.

"How is it possible to be engaged with someone but his father doesn't know it? Your own father doesn't recognize me!" I was angry, really angry. And Alex's look was not making this easy on me.

"Evie, let me explain okay? If you could remember anything, you would know that my father and I don't have the best relationship and when I told him that I am getting married he just made fun of me and he didn't even bother to meet my fiance, claiming that I am unable to truly commit to someone..." he said apologetically and I felt bad. Really bad.

"I am sorry... I shouldn't be so irrational…" This bloody amnesia is messing with my head. I knew there would be difficulties, but this is just frustrating. Not to mention the fact that Alex has to relive so many things so that I can catch up. His mother's death, his relationship with his father...

"It's okay don't worry. Everything will be just fine, Eve..." he replied and took my petite figure into his arms.

I cuddled closer to him and hugged his torso.

How am I supposed to get through with all of this and keep my sanity at the same time?