Love of My Life

I just finished watching my favorite Disney movie of all time. Sometimes, I wish I am one of those princesses in a fairytale so I could live happily ever after. Just when I was about to sleep, my phone rang and it was an unknown number. I did not bother to answer. Who in the world would call at this hour? I made sure that my pillows are arranged properly, four pillows are at the back of my head. I like it when I feel like I'm elevated. I have one on each side, from left and right. I have two more for my feet. My phone rang again but it was for a text message. It's the same unknown number, but this time it was an SMS. I decided to read, to check if it's really that important. "Hey, it's me, Darren. Please answer my call." Darren who? That was my initial reaction when I read the text. I don't remember anybody named Darren. Me thinking at the back of my mind. I really don't remember anyone by that name or not? You see, I just woke up from being in a coma for 6months. That was just something that I should be thankful for. I was involved in a vehicular accident. I was walking my way to my car which was parked a couple of blocks from where I work when a drunk driver rushed and drove fast and accidentally hit me. That was all I know, that was what they told me when I woke up. Another ring, and another one. It was annoying so I decided to answer it. "Yes? Hello? Do I know you?" I bombarded the caller with so many questions. The line was silent and then I heard a deep sigh. A man's voice was heard and here's what he said, "Thank God, are you feeling better now?" I was surprised by his reaction and he sounded really concerned about me. "I'm Ok. Why?" that was all I was able to mutter. Still confused as to who this person is. And are we related? The Doctor told me that there might be some episodes that my memory would falter. I may remember things before the accident and I may forgot some events, even people. This must be it! "I was worried about you. I'm really sorry. It's all my fault. Do you need anything?" he said now in a more relaxed voice. Why would it be his fault? Why is he sorry? Too many questions, I needed an answer. I stood up from lying, I decided to just sit at the edge of my bed and hear what this man has to say. "No worries. I'm Ok really. Thanks for the concern. Although, I get a little dizzy sometimes due to the medication. Other than that, I'm all good" I answered him truthfully. "I will be back in the City a day after tomorrow. I will make sure to see you by then. I'm sorry again for bothering you at this hour. You can save my number. I will call you again soon. Goodnight!" and I heard the phone dropped. I was about to ask him something but he was already gone. I was not able to ask him who he is. Aside from his name Darren. Like is he an important person in my life? I need to rest. My head is aching again. I stood up from my bed and went to the bathroom to get my medicine and drank one before I went back to bed and slept. A bright lay of light woke me up. It's the suns reflection projecting on my window. I stretched my hands above my head and twisted my body from left to right. I'm glad the headache disappeared. I tossed and turned. I still want to stay in bed and then think. Think about things that I may have forgotten and I need to remember if it's significant in my life. I heard a faint knock on my door. "Knock,knock" I asked who it was. "It's me Kylie. Breakfast's ready." "I'll be there in a minute", I answered back. I slowly dragged myself out of bed. Went to my bathroom sprinkled some water on my face and gargled. I was still in my pajamas. My favorite, with lilo & stitch prints.  I'm 28 years old but I still feel like there's a kid inside me that is waiting to come out and explore or perhaps this is just part of a phase I have to go through after the accident. I don't know if I am suffering from a disorder or could this be short-term amnesia. Kylie went down after she knocked and called me out. She's a redhead and have a petite structure. She is two years younger than me.