As Richardson drove through the streets heading home, he found his phone lighting up on the dashboard. Taking it up, he found the caller to be the doctor who was supposed to be caring for the girl he had hit, Dr Romeo.His heart flipped as he feared the worst. Had something happened to the girl? Was she not responding to treatments? Was she suffering from some sort of brain growth or something? He could not help himself from overthinking as he started to drift off from reality, almost hitting a pedestrian.“Hey! Watch where you’re going!” the man screamed while flipping him off.“Sorry!” he yelled back, seeing that the traffic lights were red for cars but green for pedestrians.He breathed in and out, trying to calm himself down before deciding to answer the call.“Hello,” he muttered over the phone as the doctor’s voice came on strongly.“Mr Richardson?” the doctor called, making sure he was talking to the right person.“Yes, it is he,” Richardson answered, putting the car in dri
“Hello,” the doctor knocked on the door of the girls room before getting into it. Richardson followed suit, seeing a girl sitting on the bed with a bandage tied around her head.She had a beautiful smile on her face immediately she saw the doctor. “Hello,” her melodic voice spoke out. “You finally decided to give me a visit.”“Oh you know me,” the doctor laughed, making a basketball dunk with an invisible ball. “I like to be a player.”She laughed at his joke, easing into the bed as her gaze fell upon Richardson.“Oh,” the doctor smiled. “You have a guest. I’ll leave you two to it while I get on your charts.”With that, the doctor exited the room leaving Richardson alone with the girl.They both stared at each other for some minutes with the only sound in the room being the sound of the television show and the beeping of the machine.“Hey,” he started off sitting on a couch close to her bed while she watched him with wary eyes. “My name is Richardson.”She didn’t say anything but sil
“You promise?” she asked with a wide smile on her face.“I promise,” he smiled back. “Pinky swear?” she raised her pinky finger.“What is this? Sixth grade?” “What is that?” she had a confused look on her face.“Wait, you don’t know what sixth grade is? That’s weird, I thought since you knew what jello was then you would know what sixth grade was going to be.”“I guess the memory loss is selective.”She had hope, he heaved a sigh of relief. They just had to dig deeper into her memory and get out what made her, her.Walking to her, he held out his own pinky finger to add to hers, breaking it off at the last minute.“Are you happy now?” “Of course I am,” she laughed waving to him as he exited her room, standing outside her door with a grin over his face. He had had a great time with the girl. He was definitely showing up again to see how she was doing.While strolling through the hospital hallway, he came across Jennie who was with a group of nurses and fellow janitors.He guessed th
She turned to her friends waving them goodbye as she entwined her hands with Richardson, following his lead while they walked off into the park.As they did so, her friends who were a bit jealous of her gossiped about her a little.“Do you think she’s really dating him or she’s making it look like she’s dating him? Cos I’m not buying it,” the nurse who had been skeptical about their relationship from the beginning said.“I doubt that they’re together,” another nurse added. “He didn’t look happy but maybe it is not her fault, maybe he had his mind on something.”“I don’t care, I doubt she’s still capable of being his girlfriend. It’s like ice and fire. He’s ice and she’s fire. She is not staying long with him.”They gossiped some more about the couple before deciding to get back to their work.***The walk the couple had around the park was pleasant as Richardson started to feel better. He was enjoying it so much with Jennie. He started to like her company even more.He liked how
Richardson drove home for the day while thinking of how his week had gone. It had been two weeks since his last date with Jennie and he had been swamped with work. Sure from time to time they would hang out but he had to leave all the time whenever he got a call from Damien or Tom.He drove into a lane as the traffic slowed to a halt. Taking out his phone, he found the time to be 5:38 p.m.“Great,” he sighed. He watched people pass by his car, glaring at it with wide eyes. He could tell they loved his car and it made him smile.They could not see who the driver was as the car was tinted with a dark glass and he appreciated the inanimate object. It was for the best. This way his identity was kept safe.A particular girl struck his sight making him remember the poor girl whom he had caused to lost her memory at the hospital.He had been going there to visit her and everytime he would go there, he would get her a packet of jello. She changed her taste and started taking other candies s
“A few weeks ago I hit someone with the car,” Richardson noted while dropping the drink back on the table. “Now it was an accident and I did not mean to do it.”He sighed remembering the events of the fateful day. It still haunted him and he wanted so much to forget it to no avail. It was impossible to do so. “I took her to the hospital and had her admitted. For weeks she was in a coma and it wasn’t until three weeks ago that the doctor in charge of her health called me up to tell me that she had woken up.”Richardson watched Damien breathe a sigh of relief, dropping his glass on the table.“There is a slight problem with her awakening,” Richardson went on with his tales. “She awoke but she had amnesia.”“So she doesn’t remember who she is or…”“She cannot remember anything.”They both stared at each other, none saying anything for the minutes which passed by.The sounds they could hear were the loud noises from the television and the hum of the Air condition.“Any broken bones?” Dam
Jennie came out of the shower with a frown on her face. It was pretty late and she had finished her shifts on time.She picked up her phone to call Richardson but dropped it back on her bed while laying in it.“I’ll wait for him to call me,” she muttered, laying in bed with her face staring at the ceiling.Her mother’s words came to her, reminding her of her situation and her position in the world.This motivated her to get out her phone and call him again.While it rang, she could not help but relive the events of the day. She remembered seeing him in the hospital and waving, however, he had moved past her without even looking.He must have had something on his mind to have done that.The phone beeped notifying her that there was no response.“Where are you?” she sighed, laying back into bed.She could not believe that he had not spoken to her throughout the day and he had not cared to call. What was he doing?Her phone started to buzz which she picked in a hurry. It was him.“Hello,
“Minus the racing that I don’t think would happen as the racing course is closed for the week, what are you doing in this part of town?” Richardson stretched his leg while asking the man beside him.“I came out to enjoy the wonderful breeze and rest from the troubles of the week,” Philip laughed. “I mean, tell me you’re not enjoying this wonderful morning view.”Richardson could not agree more. The view before him was wonderful and it mesmerized him. The birds which flew about their day, chirped as the sun burned bright in the blue skies.It was all he had ever wanted to see if he ever had the chance to make enough money to rest from the financial struggles around.He had watched the sceneries before him on television and wondered how it would feel like to be able to enjoy it, yet here he was doing so.“I didn’t see you at the end of the party,” Philip said, getting out five pieces of chewing gum from his pocket. “Gum?”Richardson refused the offer laying comfortably into the bench, “