He used to hate her

I can't argue with him. It will hurt him to talk with his parents when he doesn't even remember them.

" I'm sorry, Mrs Stevens. Xander's not ready to have any conversation with anyone." I told her and she understood me.

" Why did you do that? You should try to talk with people who know you well. It may help you bring your memories back." I advised him after hanging up on his mom.

" I thought you understand me. They aren't even in the hospital. I can't talk over the phone with my so-called parents who I can't remember. I don't even remember their faces. Can you feel how hard it is?" He said emotionally.

" I get it. I really do. It's just they are worried about you and you are talking with me. Likewise, you could do the same to your mom."

" I'm talking with you because you are the one who's been with me from the minute I woke up. Till now, no one's here for me. If I have to talk, it should only work when it's face to face. Please, let's not talk more about it." He said without letting me reply to his words.

The rest of the day went boring. We both got nothing to do. I went to visit Sofia and when I'm back he's still in the room doing nothing.

" You hate to be like this, right?" I asked, looking at his bandage on his arms.

" Two weeks is way too long and going to feel like I'm in hell."

" Where did you gone?" He added.

" To see my roommate..."

your life. I don't know how much I know about you before I involved in an accident, but I would like

and can be filled with any worse words than hell. That's how it has

got some issues with being a waitress. I have to do everything for myself cause my dad is a drunk addict and my mom became a psycho. They got this mental illness

took my hand and

could feel sad for me. And

to share it

time I shared my life is with Sofia and Veronica. She knows my past and still did something bad to me. From that day, I wasn't ready to get close to anyone. I couldn't be close with Xander too. I have no clue how will things turn out when he gets

recollect my memories right

hear it at any time." He replied and our conversation ended for that day. I used to practice sleeping in the chair. I have been there for him every day. Talking with him, eating with him, giving him tablets at the right time. I have never spent this much time in a hospital. But

stepped their feet in this hospital to visit him. Xander knows many people. Even though they all are far away in different countries, they aren't ready to travel all these ways to see him. But he got way too many calls which he chooses to ignore.

Xander doing. It's not sleeping or sitting simply but talking to someone with a phone. My phone. I left it here but I never permitted him

the room glaring at him. He hangs up, right when he saw

with anyone. Now, who is it? Who you are calling with my phone? "

anyone who I don't remember.

know," I grabbed the phone

want to talk with him, you should have asked me. Why do you have to talk behind my back?" I questioned him, trying to

need something. Need something to do for you. And I didn't know who

I gave a perplexed look. He should have a good explanation