Nurse curveceous has colter's secret child

Chapter2

COLTER POV)

It was the persistent beeping sound I kept hearing and the unwelcoming smell of antiseptic filtering into my nostrils that made my eyes open up slowly.

I had to close them up quickly for a second because the fluorescent light in the room was too bright for my weak eyes, then slowly and measuredly my eyelids started to part again, trying to absorb the harsh glow and the sight of the unfamiliar room.

The bed I was lying on was soft and narrow but I was not comfortable, I rested my head on the pillow, I could feel pains firing all over my body, inside out, my head ached and several spots on my skin seemed to have been covered by plasters, as for my hands they were lost beneath wraps of many layers of bandage.

"What happened, how did I get here?" I murmured inaudibly trying to sit up but I couldn't because my body was just as weak as my eyes.

So, from my half slanted position on the bed, I looked around quietly, taking in the surrounding white walls, the floor covered in linoleum alongside the beeping machines lodged at either sides of my bed, the same machines that had woken me up in the first place.

"Where am I." I murmured again, this time a little more audibly. However no answers were forthcoming, the room was awfully empty.

Still confined to the bed, I closed my eyes in a bid to remember something, anything, but my mind was foggy for a second, I felt hollow, almost as though my brain had been pulled out of my skull.

But as I persevered in my attempt at reminiscence, images started to flash in my head again. They were disjointed and muddled up.

I got flashes of faces I couldn't name, places that I wasn't sure I have ever been to, I kept my eyes close.

Then suddenly my mind started to drift on its own to a vague memory of a lecture hall.

Inside it, a professor had appeared in front, scribbling equations on a white board while I sat amongst the group of students jotting down notes.

The blurred face of a pretty looking girl giggled beside me and appeared to communicate to ourselves with our eyes. It appeared as though the other girls in the room had began to stare at me but all my concentration was on the lady beside me.

After that, the lecture memory dissolved then I had gotten another flash, this time I appeared to be standing in a dorm room. Another guy, almost as tall as I was had appeared from the door post he was tossing a football in the air.

"Come on man, you always have a way of getting us late to impossible games like this." He had complained but even the name and actual face of this guy was also out of reach, everything was blurred I did not remember him.

Yet another flash came after that and in this one I was standing on a stage with many bright lights just as bright as this room I was in, only that it was much bigger, it was a hall and I was putting on a suit.

On my hand was a microphone gently held towards my mouth as I spoke into it to address the crowd, the crowd seemed pleased with everything I was saying because they clapped to seal off every sentence I finished. However what I was talking about was unclear to me, my body language was charismatic and my lips were moving passionately but no coherent statements were coming out. All I heard were incomplete phrases like "proposals need to be revised.". " Our contract bid should please be structured." Followed by; "The government also has to play a part."

But then, to make things even worse for me, everything was gone. I didn't have to deal with the fact that they were unclear this time, rather there was nothing to deal with. Everything had been rolled away like a like carpet. Even after I kept my eyes tightly closed through out the long preceding number of seconds that followed. The memories had faded off like wisps of smoke, leaving me helplessly grasping at nothing.

"Who am I?"

I was asking in my head looking paranoid as I struggled to come to grips with the fearful realty that I could no longer remember the person I was before this moment.

Where the flashes even real? The girl in the class who was she? And the prof?"

I reasoned as my already aching head ached even more with bubbling questions.

Finally a little hint of relief came when a man in a white lab coat, suddenly marched into my room. I Immediately guessed that he was the doctor hence despite my fragile state I mustered all the strength I had in me to sit up on the bed. I was dying to get answers to this fearful puzzle I had woken up to.

"No..no lay down sir." The doctor gestured calmly as he approached my bed.

"You need all the rest you can get." He said before asking

"How are you feeling?,"

"I don't know" I mouthed, shaking my head faintly from side to side and before he could say anything else in response I went on to ask the most predominant question amongst the numberless ones springing up in my head by the minute.

"What am I doing here?"

The doctor stopped, now standing over me with his arms folded, his hairy wrist was fitted with a plastic watch.

"You were in an accident." He explained in a tone that was a calm and reassuring.

"*You sustained severe burns and was brought here for an emergency surgery."

The doctor paused once more to examine the vague look in my eyes as he explained, then he waved to say.

"Do you remember anything about it"

"I don't." I blurted even before he finished asking, I was shaking my head again and the motion left me with a dizzying feeling.

"That's okay” He gestured again in a way that said it was not really a big deal. But inwardly I did not believe him. It was one hell of a deal to forget everything to the point of loosing remembrance of one’s name.

"Memory loss can happen after such trauma. Just try to rest for now."

He said before turning around to leave. But I was hardly restful, in a frantic show of desperation I closed my eyes tightly once a again to search within me and find semblance of the person I was before now. But nothing came, no flashes, no images all that availed was a dark empty void

"Ah!" I screamed in exasperation.

And the sound immediately sent someone scurrying into my room from behind the door.

A nurse who looked like she had been waiting for the scream the whole time. Because she had appeared in less than a five second interval.

She hesitated slightly when she appeared at the door post, looking straight into my eyes like we were somehow supposed to recognize ourselves. Then she took measured steps closer to me and sat on the bed.

"You heard the doctor." She whispered calmly adjusting my pillow and laying me back to rest. The touch of her hands on my skin was soft and relaxing. It was just what I needed in this anxious moment; a touch of comfort.

"Try to rest, healing takes time. Both inside and out. In due time you will remember."

Her voice was soothing, it reassured me, it made me believe again.

I did as she said, closing my eyes gently as I sought for peace in the darkness.

The past was still a mystery with missing pieces and I had no idea of how to put them together. But at least for some reason I had allowed my self to hope just like this nurse had advised.

All I knew was that I was here now and that was enough to be thankful for, at least for now.