I Have You Now. Victory Storm

"Will you be able?"

       "Nothing", I muttered embarrassed. I didn't want to reveal how alone I felt with my fears and questions, in that hospital bed, surrounded only by strangers.

       As much as he scared me, Aleksej was the only memory I had. The only thing that kept me clinging to that shred of rationality, without drowning in madness.

       "Mr. Vasilyev is not available at the moment."

       "Are you talking about Aleksej?" That surname meant nothing to me.

       "Yes."

       "Please, I need him. I don't know what I must have done so badly to have made him hate me so much, but if only I could remember… ", I exploded, destroyed, bursting into tears.

       "Kendra".

       "I'd just like to talk to him and get some answers" I sobbed as my mind returned to the only memory I had, making me want only to reach Aleksej and feel safe.

       ***

       ALEKSEJ

       When I saw the name of the clinic's neurologist on my cell phone display, I felt restless for a moment.

       "I hope there is some news" I began without preamble.

       "Not what you expect, but ... "

       "Then I am not interested" I cut short irritably.

       "Mr. Vasilyev, please, you must believe me if I tell you that there is a real possibility that the patient is suffering from retrograde amnesia due to the severe head trauma reported. However, we are only talking about a mnemonic gap linked exclusively to memories, but not to gestures and behaviors. Even her language has not been damaged and the woman passes from Russian to English without the slightest difficulty. Not to mention that short-term or post-traumatic memory is intact."

       "I do not care! I want to know what she's been doing to me in the past eight months" I snapped, slamming my fist on the desk.

       "There are chances that memory will come back" the doctor stammered uncomfortably.

       "I cannot believe. You are one of the best neurologists on the market, but you are so stupid that you have not yet understood that this amnesia thing is just a hoax."

       "There are still many questions in my field, but I can assure you that there was and still is an injury" the offended doctor replied dryly. "Rather, I advise you to visit the woman."

       "If she hasn't already run away."

       "Run away?" It's impossible! Her room is under constant surveillance, as you requested. Furthermore, the patient's health conditions are still too precarious to walk alone for more than a few meters."

       "Has she already asked you for a cell phone?"

       "Yes."

       "Seen? I was right! She is trying to cheat you!"

       "She just asked us to call you. Repeatedly" the man countered.

       "Me?"

       "Yes. The psychologist claims that a sort of addiction has been created towards you because of her only memory. Kendra Palmer is suffering a lot, she feels alone and abandoned. She has no one and she suffers a lot from this amnesia. Our advice is to go back and talk to her, trying to put aside the hatred you feel, unless you want to tell her the truth."

       "I'll never play her sneaky games."

       "I don't think she is playing, but if you want to have answers, I think you are the only one who can have them. You have already managed to get her a memory. Who knows if your closeness won't make others emerge."