Searching for His Lost Love

6 Another knight

The wind whistled as it blew around Lisa, thrusting itself into her collar and making her shrink further into her coat.  It seemed like no matter what she did to block it the cruel wind would find a way to get its hooks into her.  It clawed at her clothing, trying to rip the vital layers from her as it whipped her hair into her face and tried to use it to strangle her.  Her body was constantly trembling and her lips were pale against her reddened face as the chill assaulted her.

There were no passing cars or people outside; she couldn’t blame them, who would be insane enough to be out in this kind of weather.  The only sound she was able to hear was the crunching of her own feet as she stepped on the falling snow in her path.  Her hand had long gone cold as she clutched the handle of her suitcase but she kept walking as if on auto pilot.  She found herself cold, blind and now divorced and alone, she shrugged further into her coat as the thoughts hit her no matter how bone cold and tired she was now stopping wasn’t an option.

Lisa walked on in the cold, the wind her only company.  Trying to keep going she urged her sluggish mind to keep working and forcing her limbs to continue in their shuffle on to anywhere but that house with Blaine and Dana.  The problem with moving on aimlessly and with no purpose is that your thoughts don’t always travel where you would like them to.  This was the issue that Lisa found herself faced with when the wind slapped her face yet again, left with her own thoughts she found her mind going back to the accident three years ago that had started all of this in motion.  The moment in life that had forever changed her, had taken everything from her.

She had graduated from college three years ago and her father had come out to pick her up.  They were going to celebrate back home with her mother and they couldn’t wait.  They had been so excited to get home and celebrate that they hadn’t even stopped for food or anything to drink on their way back.  They didn’t want to be late so they had decided to drive straight there, no stops.  She found herself thinking that if they had maybe stopped for something on the way things could have changed, but she would need to remember what exactly happened that day to even know this for certain.

It had all happened so quickly and she found it hard to recall any details of it all.  It was all a blur for her, like smudged still frames someone had shown her and not moments she had actually lived through.  She remembered her father leaning against the steering wheel, his forehead bleeding and then it all went black as she passed out.  She woke up in the hospital and found that her father along with her sight was gone forever.  In mere moments her world had been turned upside down and shaken till she couldn’t recognize the pieces she had been handed back.  Her mother took it so hard that she had fallen ill not long after.  Then to make matters worse their relatives, those who should have been there to lend support in all their grief and loss, had swooped in like vultures.  They took everything and tossed them out onto the streets to fend for themselves.

She felt a bitter smile cross her lips as she remembered it was a snowy day much the same as the one she walked in now.  She had knelt on the ground holding her mother in her arms and begging for the people passing by them to lend a hand.  No one had stopped and slowly her mother’s condition became worse and she fell unconscious.   She held her mother in her arms and screamed for help, but no one stopped.  They kept walking past as though they didn’t exist and she felt her lungs burning s she tried to drag in another lung full of air only to choke on her tears.

She had already lost her sight and her father, she felt despair claw at her with the thoughts that she may now lose her mother as well.  She couldn’t handle another blow to her life; she would surely curl up and die right here on the spot, she couldn’t let it happen.  She would do anything if it meant saving her mother and as she felt terror grip her as her mother’s body became colder and colder in her grasp Blaine had arrived like a knight in shining armor.

She couldn’t forget the feel of his large, warm hands wrapping around her.  He had walked right through all that snow and brought her into his arms.  “Marry me Lisa and I will make sure your mother gets the medical help she needs.”  He whispered against her ice cold skin and the warmth from his breath spread through her at his words.

It may have been because she was in a moment of utter despair, or it could have been the gentleness she heard in his voice as he whispered against her skin.  Whatever it was Lisa put her hands into his without a moment of hesitation, he was the light that came to brighten her world when she thought all was lost.

She could have never imagined that just three years later that light would be gone again and in its place the black cloud of despair was raging over her head.  She had felt herself c***k and fall apart all over again when he had uttered those hate filled words and called her nothing more than a tool to reach his release.

She was filled with grief and pain but she couldn’t bring herself to hate him, even when her mind warred that she should.  Blaine had done as he had promised; he had saved her mother’s life.  Lisa found herself crying as she walked on in the snow.  Her tears rolled down her cheeks and froze into little ice chips, like pieces of her heart, left to fall off and into the snow.  She was lost in a trance, the moments of her life playing over again to torment her when she stepped into a rut in the ground and lost her balance.

She scrambled to get back up but the combination of her heavy coat and the cold having numbed her extremities caused her to fall repeatedly until she gave up attempting to right herself again.  She sat in the hole she had found and allowed the snow to pour down on her as she raised her face to the unseen sky.  This is where her life has taken her she thought.

The thought had no sooner passed through her when she heard tires coming to a screeching halt and a car door open and shut.  She turned in the direction of the noise and the footsteps approaching her, thinking she must have fallen in the street and almost gotten herself hit by a car.  “I’m so sorry for the trouble.  I’m blind and couldn’t see the hole in the ground and fell.  Can you give me a hand up?”  She felt the tears fill her eyes for the umpteenth time today as the hopelessness and frustration started to fill her.

Her would be savior looked her over; she did indeed look to be such a pitiful little thing.  His eyes skimmed over her body, crumpled in a heap, sitting in the snow having apparently fallen in the pothole she never could have seen.  He felt his chest constrict at the sight of her in the condition she was in, having stopped when he came upon her sitting on the ground and looking to the sky as if her world had just been burned to the ground.  He couldn’t understand what she was doing out here like this but he allowed his eyes to take her in as his thoughts raced.   Her cheeks and her nose were red from the cold wind surrounding her body and her eyes were shimmering with the unshed tears she was fighting to hold in.  Her hair and eyelashes were covered in snowflakes just as much as her coat and suitcase were.  Looking at her his heartstrings pulled and he called out to her. “Lisa, what are you doing here on the ground, and in this weather?”

Upon hearing the familiar tenor of the man’s voice Lisa stopped crying.  She wiped her face and took a breath to calm herself as she held out her hand to the man.  She couldn’t believe she was hearing him here, her heart skipped at the thought.  Just when she thought all her light had faded another knight was offering her his hand and some hope.  She needed that so desperately now, could she allow herself to lean into the help again, or would it all come crashing back on her again in a repeat of history.  She couldn’t let a temporary kindness drag her back down again.

Lisa felt herself calling out even though the voice was so familiar.  Had she gotten so cold that her mind was playing games with her?  She felt her teeth chatter as she parted her lips and whispered out.  “Doctor Davies, is that you?”