Healing her
1305 Words
Suzy POV
I was seating on the car beside Cris. The music was the car was on and guess who choose the music?
Ari. Ari choose the music for the car and did I mention before hat she always sang along music. So, here she was, seating on the back seat, singing with the music.
You are my home, home, home
Wherever I may roam
You are the place where
I can rest my weary bones
You are my home, home, home
You are my home, home, home
I saw Cris smiling as she looked at my baby and then me. "Ari has a nice voice for music," Cris said.
"Yeah," I said.
My baby continued to sang.
You're my number one
There's no doubt
And we stick together throughout
Like boy scouts, we about
All for one 'till lights out
So Dave, where you at?
Wave your hands, front to back
Everybody take a look around
At my dad, out in the crowd (oh)
I love you Dave (oh, oh, oh)
"She can become a Profesional musician, you know," Cris said.
I smiled. "After all, she is my daughter."
Cris laughed. "Yeap, your daughter," Cris said as she smiled.
I found myself smiling at Cris. Ari is your daughter too, Cris.
You are my home, home, home
"Oh, I never asked you your name," Cris said.
"Suzy," I said. "My name is Suzy and my daughter's name is Ari."
Cris nodded and suddenly, he winced in pain as he stopped the car and held his head.
I put my arms on Cris and said, "Cris! Are you okay? What happened?" I asked as I was so worried.
Cris seamed to be in more pain as he held his head hard. "Your name . . . Suzy . . . Ahhhh!" Cris winced in pain.
"Cris, calm down . . . Please be okay," I said as I rubbed his neck and head which calmed him down a bit.
Cris looked at me and said, "who are you?"
I staired at Cris. "I told you I am Suzy, Cris."
"Right, you are Suzy but how do you know that my name is Cris?" Cris asked.
I was stunned, looking at Cris. "What do you mean? Cris . . . You are a famous businessman so people know your name . . ."
"Yes, people know that my name is Christoph West but people doesn't know that my nick name is Cris," Cris said as he looked at me.
I didn't know what to say.
"You . . . Know me from before, don't you?" Cris asked.
I looked at Cris. I didn't wanted to tell him the truth. Not yet.
"Suzy, I lost my memory 3 years ago and trust me, I really don't remember anything that happened 3 years ago. I am trying so hard to remember what happened in those 3 years but I can't remember, but you know my past, right?" Cris asked.
I looked down on my lap and said, "No . . . I don't know your past, Cris."
Cris looked at me as if he was going to yell at me when we saw Ari looking at us. Cris calmed down and sighed. "We will talk about this later . . ." Cris said as he parked his car infront of a huge hotel.
Cris got off the car and helped Ari to get off the car. I tried to get of the car by myself but winced in pain but stubbornly kept stepping on the floor to get out of the car when I felt Cris holding my waist.
I looked at Cris as he slowly slipped his arms on my thighs and scooped me on his arms. I blushed as I saw Ari looked at Cris and smiled.
Cris went in the huge hotel and we got in the elevator and the elevator went on the floor and we got off the floor. Cris unlocked his room as we went in his room.
Cris's room was so fancy. The bed was king size bed. Cris went near his bed and laid me on his bed as I leaned on the bed stand.
Cris looked at Ari and said, "Are you hungry, baby?"
She nodded.
"Alright, let's order some food. What do you want to eat, Ari?" Cris asked.
Ari thought for a while and then said, "I want a princess cake, I chocolate donut, a hot chocolate, chocolate ice cream, a bowl of cheesy pasta, a pice of pizza and a chocolate bar."
Cris looked at Ari and said, "that is all for dinner?"
I laughed.
"Yeah, all for me," Ari said.
"Um, sure, sweetie," Cris said as he grabbed his phone and ordered those food and then looked at me while he was still on the phone. "Suzy, what about you? You want any food?"
I shaked my head. I used to eat a lot but after what happened 3 years ago, I never felt like eating because every time I would eat food, I would remember how Cris and I used to eat food together in our date 3 years ago.
"You sure you don't want any dinner?" Cris asked again, looking at me worriedly.
I nodded. "I usually don't eat dinner."
Cris nodded and ordered some food and hung up the phone.
"Am I going to get all the food that we ordered?" Ari asked.
"Yes Ari," Cris said.
"Ari, you didn't take a shower today, baby," I said. "Go and take shower, okay?"
She nodded as she made her way towards the washroom.
I felt Cris looking at me as he went near his drawer and got a fast aid box. Cris sat beside me and never took my feet on his hand and took a tweezer and began to pull of the glass pieces from my feet.
I looked at Cris and remembered how Cris had bandaged my feet before too when I twist my ankle 3 years ago. I still remembered how Cris bandaged my feet. My eyes became watery as I felt Cris's soft fingers running on my feet. I missed Cris. I did. A lot. Tears ran down my eyes as I remembered how Cris said that he loved me 3 years ago. I missed Cris so much. But for some reason, I found myself smiling that atleast, I have Cris with me now.
Cris looked at me and said, "I have never seen a woman crying when she is smiling when I am literary cutting though her skin to take off the glass particles."
I smiled as I sighed.
Cris slowly finished bandaging my feet and then looked at me. "Now, back to our previous question. Do I know you, Suzy, from 3 years ago?"
I looked at Cris.
"Look Suzy, it is my life and it is frustrating when I don't even remember what happened to last 3 years," Cris said. "My step uncle is saying something that I don't even feel true and when I was in the car, after hearing your name, I had a flashback and in the flashback, I remember that I did called somebody Suzy before but I am not sure. Please Suzy, please tell me that do you know me from before," Cris said he held my hand.
"Cris . . ."
"Suzy, please. For the last 3 years, I felt myself guilty because I did not know what but I feel that I am missing somebody who is very special to me."
I didn't know what to say.
Cris leaned over to me and said held my chin as our eyes met. I knew it wasn't a good idea because when my eyes met Cris's, I couldn't lie properly.
"So, tell me, Suzy, how much do you know me?"
"What?"
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