He used to hate her

" You are insane. You are seriously doing this, sir. We tried to go in an easy way but..."

" Get. out" Xander simply said, bringing the gun down. There's a confident look on Xander's face. He might have lost his memory but if he looks pretty confident while holding the gun. Like this is not the first time. The memories might have faded away but practice never got forgotten.

" If you ever regret this moment, you will be suffering and wish you could take this all back. We have self-respect. We are not going to plead you or push you into doing something that you don't want to do. But you suffer in your life without a single memory." Both of them left the house, closing the door shut.

" Do you know how to shoot? Where did you get the gun? there's no chance of getting a gun from the hospital." I questioned him instead of thanking him.

" It's not from the hospital. I found it in my room. I feel familiar holding this gun. It's must be one of my belongings I think." Xander said, with a satisfied smile.

" I believe you started feeling something once you came here."

" Some things like this gun and my laptop feels familiar. But that's not helping at all. Anyways, we got rid of one problem. Now, you will be staying with me." His hand moved to touch me but he got his gun in his hand and another hand isn't going to help him in any way.

" Why can't my hand heal faster? I can't deal with this." He complained and got back to his room. Two hours already passed by. There's no way of going back to the hospital at 12:am. Xander and I decided to stay here for one night.

I found some interesting books to read on shelves while he went to take a bath. Now everything seems normal but his parents, Henry and Veronica will be back in less than three days. I can't imagine a scenario of how the day will go.

" Take any book you want. Since we came here, you can't move away from this shelf." Xander entered his room with only his towel.

" I...I love your collections. I would like to read it all if I get some time," I replied without looking at him until he got dressed.

can even take some of it to your home if you want. I might have read it all but I don't remember any of the book titles here. If I don't get my memory back, I have to read it all. It seems like

Do you know one thing? Many readers are ready to even sell their soul to read some of their favourite books for the

soul? I don't think I would something like that.

said, scrolling the pages

some of your favourite books to the hospital tomorrow. We

to try it with you."

put your shirt on? There's a lot in your huge cupboard. Your cupboard might even have a wide entrance to Narnia

need a shirt

" Me..your hall or..."

for two. Sleep here

the right side, you will take the left side."

each other. This new surrounding is making me feel uncomfortable. I

sleep but I can never

a long time. A house where I lived from my mom, dad and

happened, mom? Why are you

too late to save her now," My mom sobbed. The image shifted as I'm in the middle of the road. Where a car rolled over. All I could see is a single hand outside the car. Tracy died inside the car. I cried harder as my father kept me from going

dreaming about this accident all my life. It never goes away. But it's been nearly 10 years after losing

the silent night. He must be