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Post by FREE ♥ on Jul 7, 2012 18:40:31 GMT -5
Kate was itching to get out. They had kept her in the hospital for two weeks. Two weeks. Know what they found? A big lump on her head. She could have told them that. Other than that, absolutely nothing was wrong with her. Amnesia, they called it. "Try to slip back into your life. Ryan will help you." She twisted the beautiful ring on her finger. She hadn't yet figured out what to do with it. Obviously, she had loved Ryan. She had been so excited she somehow whacked her head hard enough to produce amnesia. That wouldn't go away. Kate gave a frustrated sigh, rising to pace her small room. Ryan had done his best to make it homey, but his efforts at making it feel like home were rather pointless. She didn't know what home looked like.
She ran slender fingers through her blonde hair, wishing he would hurry up. She had to agree with the hospital to let him check up on her constantly, and he had quickly agreed. He still loved her, she could tell. But honestly, besides the feeling of friendship that she was starting to have for him and the sense of duty she felt wearing his ring, he could have been someone just off the street. Kate wanted to roam the halls, as she had been known to do, but Ryan would be here soon and she didn't want to be in some random hallway where no one would know where to find her. One of the things she now knew was the layout of the hospital. The irony in it was she probably wouldn't be back here unless she was having a baby, most likely Ryan's if she remembered who he was and why she loved him.
She sank into the lone chair in the room, slouching in the chair with legs and arms sprawled everywhere. She knew it wasn't ladylike, but at this point she didn't care. She wanted to go home, where ever that was. She wanted to have peace and quiet, and not exactly with Ryan puttering around. Even if he wanted to accede to her wishes, he probably wouldn't leave. He'd want to make sure she was safe and wasn't going to break down and cry again. Kate, however much she had forgotten, had not forgotten her mental breakdown. It was a moment of weakness, and she didn't know Ryan well enough in her second life not to cringe at showing it to him. And yes, she had taken to calling life as of two weeks ago her second life. As she saw it, they had no idea if her memory would come back. The doctors were pretty sure it would, but if it was a matter of weeks or years they couldn't tell her. The uncertainty was eating her alive. |
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Post by ISSALYN! on Jul 7, 2012 19:46:13 GMT -5
i promise my love to you
FROM HERE TO ETERNITY
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Ryan whistled as he stepped through the automatic sliding doors and into the hospital. The receptionist nodded at him as he passed by on his way to the elevator. Luckily, he didn't have to wait long after pressing the button, and it was a quick ride to the third floor. The nurses at the station just outside the lobby area all recognized him by now and greeted him with varying waves and remarks of hello. He flashed them a smile, but didn't pause to chat.
Today, he was concerned with only one thing. Kate. With any luck, he might get to drive her home. If not, he'd settle for spending an afternoon sitting her hospital room, or taking her on a mock date to the cafeteria where they could choose from an array of less than exciting entrees. He found her door quickly, and walked in without bothering to knock. Held firmly in front of him was a gorgeous bouquet of red carnations and baby's breath. It was quite stunning, though no more so than the daily gifts he had produced while she'd been in the hospital. Teddy bears, balloons, musical get well cards. You name it, he'd found it. He'd brought in small, romantic arrangements of roses, to bigger, bright displays of vibrantly colored daisies. He hoped something would jog her memory of their past, but so far, nothing had worked.
He crossed past the little curtain, which wasn't shut all the way, but just enough to block out the hall. He wasn't that surprised to find Kate sprawled out across the chair. She was usually more ladylike, but she'd been comfortable enough around him that he'd seen her relaxing often enough not to really notice. "Hello sweetheart." He sat the flowers down amidst the array of other gifts, and then bent over and kissed her on the forehead, lips barely whispering across her skin. "How are you doing today? Any news from the doctors?" He asked the same question each day. Each day hoping that there might be some new answer or solution. So far, no luck.
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The one and only Ryan Bradley, courtesy of Issalyn, for Kate Williams! |
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Post by FREE ♥ on Jul 7, 2012 20:26:26 GMT -5
Ryan came breezing in just about when her patience had worn out and she had begun to give up hope. This morning he had chosen red carnations to woo her with, although she honestly didn't care. She just wanted to be away from here. His terms of endearment had taken some getting used to, but she tolerated them. To her, he was still Ryan. Not sweetie, not some other nickname. She had only known him for two weeks, and if you had someone assuming that you loved them hanging around for only two weeks, you would be able to feel her discomfort. She could now admit the physical attraction. Ryan wasn't a stunning look-at-me handsome, but he was earthy and slowly growing on her. Typically, she'd try to stifle these feelings. But she was supposed to be having them. Ryan was her fiancee, of course she should be attracted to him.
She sat up in her chair as he set down the flowers, crossing her legs and putting her hands in between them. He turned to her, kissing her on the forehead, which she had also learned to tolerate. And then he asked the questions that had been on his lips from the very first day. To her, they translated simply to "Do you remember me?" As much as she'd like to tell him she did, she couldn't remember him. Not one little bit. "I'm going stir crazy, and they have nothing new to tell us. They have, however, agreed to let me go home. You just have to sign some forms saying you hold power of attorney and stuff like that until I remember everything." She didn't add "if I do," because she knew he wouldn't take that quite so well. Putting herself in his position, she felt a lot of empathy. But empathy couldn't change her memory, as much as she willed it to.
"Soo, go find the doctors and get them to release me? I want to go see Murph." Even if she didn't remember Murphy from before, he had easily become a part of her life again. She plied Ryan for details about when she had gotten him, how he had been as a puppy, and why in the world he was such a loyal dog. He didn't have the answer to that one, but she figured it was probably because of his breed. Why she remembered things about dog breeds she didn't know. But she still knew how to put makeup on and how to style her hair, so she wasn't exactly sure what her brain was up to. |
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Post by ISSALYN! on Jul 8, 2012 19:23:32 GMT -5
i promise my love to you
FROM HERE TO ETERNITY
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Ryan sighed inwardly as he saw the look of recognition in Kate's eyes. She recognized him all right, which was better than that fateful day she'd opened the door. But it wasn't the kind of recognition he wanted. It was still that "I think you might be my friend" look, not the "I want to spend my life with you" look. Things weren't progressing very well, and he was beginning to worry just how hard this might be. Would she ever remember? If she didn't, would she learn to love him in this "second life" of hers? He'd kept up as best as he could, though toning a few things down. But he couldn't stop himself from calling her pet names or kissing her on the forehead. It came too naturally, and he hoped that continuing even some small bit of familiarity might eventually jog her memory.
"That's what I figured. Doctors never seem to have answers anymore. Not when you need them at least," he tried to offer her a reassuring smile, as if promising that everything would turn out right in the end. "Going home will be good for you. You'll be around familiar things and out of this miserable place."
[/b] He tried to keep his mood light so as not to bring hers down further, but sometimes it was so hard. Why had this happened to them? Was it some sign that marriage wasn't meant to be? He loved her, more than any woman he'd ever known. He wasn't really church-goer, but he felt like maybe this was some punishment from above. "Sure," he nodded, turning to leave the room. It was clear she didn't really crave his company like he needed hers, so the least he could do was see to her wishes. It only took a couple minutes to find the doctor (which was miraculous in itself), and then they directed him to the paperwork he had a fill out. He signed his life away (possibly literally), and finally stood up to head back to Kate's room. He felt butterflies forming, wondering what was going to happen now that she was going home. This time he knocked on the doorframe. "Knock, knock," he said, peeking his head into the room before following suit with the rest of his body. "I have officially signed my life away for you, but the good news is you're free to go. The nurse should be in to get you all unhooked in a minute." He gave her a smile, wondering if he should help pack up her belongings or if she would rather do that herself. In their former life, he wouldn't have hesitated to get everything ready for her, but now...he wasn't so sure where the boundaries lie. [/blockquote][/blockquote][/size][/justify] - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - -
The one and only Ryan Bradley, courtesy of Issalyn, for Kate Williams! [/color] |
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