Steamy Affairs(Erotica)

I sat completely rigid on the chair, staring at Mrs Zikora without daring to blink.

“Are you messing with me?” I asked in a dull tone

“You’re messing with me, that’s just the only explanation” Giving me a sad smile she said.

“I have no reason to… as you put it….’mess’ with you Amanda. It all really happened” From the honest look in her eyes I knew immediately that she was telling the truth. But it was just to absurd to believe such a thing happened.

“So you’re telling me” I started slowly trying to understand what exactly was happening myself “That the first time I met you and Frederick was in New York City?” I really just wanted a clear confirmation.

“Yes, pretty much” She released a small cough after saying this. I immediately stood up to go to her and help but she rose her hand indicating that she was alright.

“Unbelievable” I muttered “Then why don’t I remember anything?” I asked confused.

The thing is that I do remember going to New York last two years for treatment, but I have no recollection of the event that she speaks of. And most importantly, if this was true then Frederick obviously knew about this. Then maybe this was the thing that he said he was going to tell me about ‘when the time comes’. Still why didn’t he say anything since.

“Remember when I said I called the paramedics when you collapsed” She began. That far away look from before was one her face once again “When we got to the hospital, after they closed up your wounds stopping the bleeding. Frederick begged me for us to wait till you woke up, although he didn’t have to beg, I was going to do that anyways” She released a chuckle at this. Wait Frederick beg her for them to stay? I smiled a little. Even then he still had a big heart.

I waited patiently for her to continue, although the suspense was seriously killing me.

“But you see, when you finally woke up. It appeared that you didn’t have any idea of who we both were” I raised both my eyebrows at this point. I lost my memory? But why was it that only event I forgot?

“How? Why?” I was dumbfounded beyond words.

She chuckled a little a slight smirk playing on her face. Frederick was truly his mother’s son “I’m getting there young little. I believe you need to chill” I couldn’t help it, I frantically bursted out laughing. It was highly humourous seeing an adult talk in that manner. Like I said before, Frederick was truly his mother’s son. The way they could both easily turn a tense situation around was just astonishing.

She sent a playful wink to my direction before she proceeded “When we asked the doctor about this, she was mildly shocked too so she ran a few tests and when she was done, she had reviled to us that you had developed Dissociative amnesia” If my eyes could it would have surely popped out easily from it’s sockets. It was a little bit sad that I knew all to well that this wasn’t a dream, but was the hardcore real life.

I swallowed a little before asking “Dissociative amnesia?”

“Yes” She nodded her head in confirmation to my question. “The doctor explained that it is a type of amnesia that can occur due to…”

“Sever trauma or stress. I know” I mumbled finishing off her sentence. What? like I said, I read a shit tonne of books.

She gave me an impressed look “I see Frederick was right, you are a bookworm” I didn’t find the word ‘bookworm’ offensive. Rather I saw it as a well earned compliment.

Nevertheless she still continued “The doctor also added that yours particularly might have been caused due to your mind rejecting thoughts, feelings, or information that you were too overwhelmed to handle” At her words I remembered the part of when she said that Frederick got angry with me and told me some harsh words. Maybe that was why?

I heaved out a sigh “Well that’s a lot to take in” and it indeed was. Imagine finding out that you completely forgot an important memory. It was ‘definitely’ a lot to take in.NôvelDrama.Org © 2024.

“But why didn’t either of you tell me since?” I asked, a new confusion building up.

“Oh I wanted to” She rose her hand in a defensive mode. “It was Frederick that didn’t want us to”

“He….” she began but stopped just as fast “You know what, it’s not my place to tell you. Frederick will have to be the one to explain it all with you” I wanted to protest a little for her to just tell me now, but Frederick and the others walked in at that moment. The universe was mocking, it just had to be. Really? What such of timed coincidence is that one?

They all seemed to have been laughing at something funny as they stepped in. But one person’s own faded. Frederick looked towards his mother then back at me. He gave us both strange looks.

“Speak of the devil” I heard Mrs. Zikora whisper. Yes indeed, speak of the ‘actual’ devil.