Eve - Season 1 - Episode 18

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Eve - Season 1 - Episode 18

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*Now Alberto’s point of view*

I felt myself surrounded by darkness.
Being trapped in my mind for a long time.
Being trapped in my subconscious.
Here i felt helpless. Weak.
But when i opened my eyes, white light surrounded me, i shut back my eyes.
And tried to sit up, i opened them again and adjusted it to the lights as i looked around.
Hospital.
Various machine surrounded me. Beeping.
How did i get here?
I tried to remember but nothing came, all i got was a very serious migraine and i shut my eyes in pain.
I was sore all over. My head f-----g hurts. My ribs bandaged up even my left arm was broken. What happenned?

A doctor ran in looking shocked.
“Mr Santiago?” He asked, he looked like he was in his early fifties. He was wearing a white coat slightly opened which showed his blue shirt.
I looked at him inquisitivly as he took a survey at the machines and sighing in relief.
“I see you’ve woken up after a long time” He smiled flashing a torch on my eyes. “Please follow the ray of light”
Woken up after a long time?
How long had i been here?
How did i get here?
Questions filled my mind. But my mouth wouldnt open to ask.
I tried talking but i just couldnt hear my voice, the doctor noticing my trials just smiled at me tapping my shoulders lightly.
“Its ok Mr Santiago, you wont be able to talk, for now. Your brain is still trying to recover from the damage done to it in the accident”
Accident?

Was i involved in an accident?
He gave me a pen and a book. “Write whatever you want to say here” He said, picking up a stethos cope and checking my heart beat.
I quickly wrote. How did i get here?
“Mr Santiago, you have suffered what we call as elective memory loss. That means in the cause of your accident, you had a serious brain damage, which has erased a particular event, or someone, or thing from your mind. The brain damage also affected your ability to speak”
I gasped. I had forgotten something, someone. Who?

And i wouldnt be able to talk again?
“Calm down Mr Santiago, your heart rate just picked up. The good thing is you would still be able to talk, just give it a few hours and your brain would finally bring out your voice. But the worst part is your memory may never be recovered. That mea ns whatever your brain has wiped off may not return back to you. You may forget it forever”
What?

My brain has wiped out something, someone from my mind?
There is something i dont remember, or someone ?
No, No. This was bad.
What if that person was really special to me? And i needed to remember?
I quickly wrote on the book. Is there something that can be done to this memory loss?
“I’m afraid nothing can be done Mr Santiago. But its left to your brain now to bring back the memory loss. But please Mr Santiago, dont try recovering those memories because they would give you nothing but a migraine” He said, pressing a botton on the machine.
How long had i been here?
He looked at the note. “You have been in coma for a month now Mr Santiago, we were suprised you woke up, because your body was shutting down a lot of times, but you just kept coming alive.”
How did i get here? I wrote.
“You got into an accident Mr Santiago. You were driving under the influence of alcohol, and you didnt pay attention to the road. Its a good thing the paramedics brought you here on time”
I was drunk while driving?
Why?


Why was i drinking? Did anything happen to me?
As i tried to remember how i got here, a sharo pain attacked my head and i groaned in pain.
“I told you Mr Santiago, everytime you force your self to remember anything you would a migraine. So just rest and allow your head recover those m emories” He said, laying my back to the bed.
In a few minutes i was back in my subconscious ness.


*Few weeks later*
After a painful two weeks in the hospital, i was fin ally discharged home. But as i entered my house, i felt a pang of lonliness.
Did i live here alone?
I quickly went to the kitchen to make myself a hot tea.

After two weeks, no memory of my accident came to me.
No memory recoverd.
I was still the same since i woke up except i could now talk and my hand was ok now. The bandag ed ribs still remained though.
I put the kettle on the gas and waited for it to boil.
Even without my memories back, i felt a deep hole within me.
A part of me was incomplete.
A part of me was lost.
I felt something was missing.
But what?
What was it that was so important to me that i needed to remember.
Was it someone?
Something?
A family member?
Someone i loved?
As i tried to remember a sharp pain stung my head and i groaned in pain.
“F--k!” I hissed and stood up to put off the gas. As i tried to pour the water into a cup, it fell, splashing its content on my toes.
I screames in fustration and climed up the stairs to the room. Going towards my room, i saw a door opened and i walked in.
The room was designed for a female.
What was a female doing in my house?
Did i have a wife? Sister? Daughter?
F--k! Why couldnt i remember anything?
I walked in and went to the wardrobe. female clothes of different colours and designs stared at me, expensive jewerries layed on the surface. Shoes of different designs stood on the floor.
Who owned these?
I picked up one of the gowns and looked at it and noticed it belonged to a very young girl probably seventeen or eighteen.
But what was a girl that young doing in my house ?


Migraine attacked me and i sat down a bit.
I needed to remember, i needed to remember this girl.
As i sat on the bed i saw a book peeking out of the pillow, i picked it up and opened a page
May, 15, 2015. Dear Diary,
Today is my birthday but Alberto dosent know ab out it, i dont want to tell him. He treats me bad..It has been two years since i started staying with hi m and i already had a scar.


I wanted to go back home but Alberto wont let me. He says i now belong to him.
Sometimes i think i like him. But i dont want to, because he is wicked.
I just want to sleep and get away from him.
Till tomorrow diary.
I closed the book and many thoughts wondered t hrough my brain.
This girl said she liked me.
She said i was wicked to her.
Who was she?
I looked at the cover of the book and saw a name written on it.
Eve.

Who was Eve?