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..."

much I know about you before I involved in an accident,

it has been all

dad is a drunk addict and my mom became a

took my hand

you so you could feel sad for me. And I haven't told it

to share it

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

memories

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 I'm doing all these for

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

it's my third day night at the hospital, I visited Sofia and got back to the hospital. I looked at the window to see what's Xander doing. It's not sleeping

room glaring at him. He hangs up, right when

are not talking with anyone. Now, who is it? Who you are calling with my

don't want to talk with anyone who I don't remember. I got a reason to

know," I grabbed the phone from him and saw

Henry. Even if you want to talk with him, you should have asked me. Why do you have to talk

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

there for me?" I gave a perplexed look. He should