Ashleyâs pov âRemember when Blake fought with Ryan so heâd be the groom when the three of them were playing wedding?â Ryn laughed and mom joined her. Dadâs face turned into a fake frown. âThat little shit already knew heâd marry my baby girl. If I had known I wouldâve tapped him to his dadâs jeep.â
Ace sent him a glare. âHey man, not the jeep.â
We all laughed, well I managed a small barely heard giggle. But itâs not full of emotion like everyone hoped. They were trying to get my mind off Blake. But it wasnât working. Rosalie sat beside me typing on her phone for the past two minutes and dad and mom sat across from me with Ryn and Ace. They left Avery with aunty Rose. I swear we had taken the entire space for the waiting room.
There were a few other people around as well, some who looked at me like I had lost my mind. I know I looked like a mess with still wet hair and a tank top with shorts. I was the definition of a mess.
âImagine he followed me around when we were younger but his puppy little eyes always strayed to Ashley. It was kind of funny and cute.â Christal chuckled. I had introduced her to my family and she fit right in.
Everyone laughed but I couldnât seem to bring myself to. They were saying so much good memories that Blake doesnât even remember and it fucking hurt. Especially since he wasnât there to hear them.But they didnât seem to notice my mood, well not as yet.
Rosalie leans towards me and whispers. âI told Arden where I am, heâs on his way.â
I nodded wanting to see my brother who I havenât seen in weeks due to his busy schedule and mine as well. At least heâll say something to annoy me that will probably make us end up in a spat of words. But thatâs what I needed right now, not going down memory lane without Blake there with me.
An all too familiar red haired came rushing round the corner and upon spotting us came strutting over. He looked like he had run over here honestly and seemed to be on duty judging by his uniform. âAny word on how Blake is doing?â Ryan asked me. I stood up to hug him.
âThe doctor came earlier to notify me that heâll be fine but he still needs to run some extra tests to be sure.â I said back down on the uncomfortable chair.
Ryan nods and turns to face Christal. He sends me a confused look. âOh this is Christal. You should know Christal, she was the girl Blake followed around until she moved in sixth grade.â There is no hostility or jealousy as I spoke. âAhh oh right that Christal.
I remember now.â Ryan responds too exaggeratedly to seem as if he was telling the truth in remembering her. âWell nice to meet you again Christal.â He smiles genuinely and shakes her hand.
Christal grins cheekily. âThe pleasure is all mine. Glad to see that you got rid of the braces.â She giggles. Ryan cringes. I chuckle because I knew that Ryan did not like to be reminded of his past, especially when he had braces on and played with frogs that he now hates. One slapped his cheek with its tongue that later brought on his resentment for the little amphibians. He had it coming anyway. âRight. Letâs not mention this when Kimberly gets here.â He says and goes to sit down further away from us.
Poor boy was probably scared that Christal would spill more of his past.
Mom and dad were busy talking to Ace, Ryn and Ryan while Christal and Rosalie chatted. They tried to let me in on the conversation but my mind seemed to be a bit too far. They later gave up and conversed between the two of them.
I was nearly startled when I spotted Arden rounding the corner followed by Liam. He sees me and smiles walking over to us.I stood up. âWell you look like shit.â Those were the very first words he said to me before pulling me into a hug. âArden Grey, that is no way to speak to your sister.â Mom gasp but Arden doesnât respond or apologize. Not that I was expecting him to, this is Arden after all.
I rolled my eyes pulling away. âGee thanks, thatâs what every girl wants to hear.â I utter while he laughs. Pushing him to the side playfully I faced Liam who I hadnât seen in weeks too. He was a real estate agent which required him to be on his feet a lot. I smiled, pulling him into a hug.
â You dyed your hair.â I laugh. He had dyed it a lighter shade than his original color. It suited him well. He laughs pulling away.
âWell I guess I had to do this to keep everyone from messing up Rosalie and I. I mean come on, I at least thought that by now everyone would realize that Rosalie has breasts and I do not. And obviously I am the nicer one out of us two.â âWhy did you even come here?â Rosalie whines but itâs filled with humor. Of course she didnât mean it in a harsh way.
Liam points at Arden. âI gave this idiot a ride since his car broke down.â
She narrows her eyes. âWell now that you have bye.â She said with amusement. Liam only rolled his eyes and averted them away from us to stare at Christal. His eyes widen and lips part a bit. He looked like he was staring at an angel.
I turned to look at Christ al who had been awfully quiet and now I know why. Her eyes were set on Liam so intently that I was now pondering if she was even blinking. Her cheeks had now turned a light shade of pink as she noticed Liamâs gaze on her. I smiled. They both were smitten âLiam this is Christal my friend and Christal this is Liam my cousin.â I introduced them. They both smiled and said a very shy hello to each other.
My smile widen, liking the thought of her liking Liam more than I should. I guess I still had a little jealousy that she had Blakeâs attention when we were younger. âHey.â Arden whispers. I turn to stare at who he was speaking to and Iâm not surprised that it was kosalie. She smiled shyly, tucking some loose hair behind her ear and looked at him beneath her lashes. âHey.â Her response comes out breathy. She stood up and came towards him. She leans forward for a hug.
She looks a little confused as to what to do but then Arden just smirks and pulls her flush against him before kissing her. I smile but feel a sudden pang of jealousy. Everyone was getting their happily ever after but where is mine?
Pulling apart , Arden looks at me smiling sadly.âHow are you holding up Ash?â I managed to crack a smile, one that doesnât reach my eyes.â Well heâs not dead so thatâs comforting.â I blinked back the tears. The doctor had yet to come back and I was now getting worried. Itâs been more than thirty minutes. I was craving to see Blake so much that the thought of not seeing him for another minute tore me apart. As soon as the thought appears it vanishes as the doctor comes towards us with a bright smile on his face. My heart thuds. Please give me good news, please tell me heâs okay. I begged inwardly.
Everyone stands up as the doctor nears. His attention is set on me as he smiles. Itâs not flirty but one of knowing. âGood news is that heâs awake and speaking perfectly normal. But in the coming few days he should rest and drink enough fluids. So he should not get out of bed and do anything for at least four days.â He lets on. A huge sigh of relief escapes my parted lips and an enormous weight lifts off my shoulders. I sniffle, my Blake was okay. Ofcourse I shouldnât be surprised, my man was a fighter.
âDo you know what happened to him? What caused him to black out?â I asked the doctor who nods at my question.
He writes something down on his clipboard and looks up. âSomething you mustâve said or done triggered him, which made his memories come back. But since it was too much in such a short amount of time, heâs brain couldnât take the pressure. Itâs common for people who had amnesia to go unconscious when the memories flood back too quickly at once. Itâs too much for the brain to adapt swiftly. But heâs doing fine now and specifically asked for you Mrs Reed.â
43 Ashleyâs pov When I had been nervously biting my nails and shaking my feet, I was praying for this moment to come. To see him awake, to be beside him, knowing that he was alright.
But now staring at the door where just one push of my hands I will see him, made me more nervous than the wait. I have no idea what to expect. Will he act differently than the last time we were in the hospital? Will he act distant? And the bigger question.
Does he now remember me?
It was fucking nerve-racking, something that wasnât at all good for the baby. Sighing while staring at the door, I brought my hands to rest on my belly.
âWish me luck in seeing your dad. Hopefully he remembers me this time.â I rubbed my still flat stomach and for a few seconds I ponder if there really was a baby in there. But as I rubbed lower I could feel a tiny bump that I didnât realize before and that set my mind at ease.
I need to go for a checkup just to be sure. Now enough of the prolonging and enter the damn room. Iâve come to the realization that my conscience was a raging bitch but then again she was me.
I wrap my fingers around the doorknob and notice how they slightly tremble in nerves. Sucking in a much needed breath I twisted the knob and pushed it open, slowly at first then all the way.
My heart leaps when heâs already facing me, like he already knew I was there, waiting behind the door, scared beyond imagination for his reaction. His blue eyes, as they stared at me intently from where he lay in bed, gleamed with something that it had been missing for days.
I smiled shyly, nervous but tried to swallow it down as I closed the door behind me with a soft dick His eyes followed my nervous actions and he smiles. âHey bambina. What took you so long?â
Barnbina 6 My heart stops for a second, and my brain goes on autopilot. It had been so long that my brain refused to admit that he called me it I looked at him like what I presume as a deer caught in headlights. The saying was so chiche yet it described what was happening here right now so perfectly His sinile broadened and the glint in his eyes shined with so much love that I began to cry. It started as a small sniffle until my entire body shook as I walked over to his side. Gone are the nerves and in bring happiness âWhy are you crying baby! Iâm not dead.â He jokes and instead of smiling like I would normally do, I cried more Maybe it was the horinones or maybe I was just lucking happy that he actually wasnât dead either way all I wanted to do was be in his arms right now.
When I was by his side, I stared down at him through a blurry vision. Unlike the last time he was in the hospital, he didnât have a tube down his throat or bruises painting his face. He only had an IV attached to his right hand.
He opens his arms as if knowing what I needed right now and grins. âWell, what are you waiting for bambina?â He teased, opening his arms a little wider. I fall right into them, careful not to be too rough or drop my weight down on his body.
As soon as his arms wrapped around my body all the anxiety and worry melted away as I tucked my nose in the crook of his neck and took a whiff of his scent. My tense body literally melted into butter as he clutched me tighter to him, whispering how much he loves me and how he was okay.
My tears were wetting his skin but he didnât seem to mind, only brushed his fingers through my hair and kissed my head. After a few minutes of sobbing that felt like hours, I finally calmed down to soft sniffles.
âDonât ever do that shit again.â I grumble clutching the hospital gown they had clothed him in. He chuckles and the sound makes my insides melt. âIt was not my fault baby.â He murmurs.
âYou scared me. I thought I was going to lose you and it was all my fault.â I admitted.
He sighs scooting over and literally forcing me on the bed beside him. I tried protesting, afraid that the doctor would come in and kick me out but of course this was Blake and he always had to have his way.
âIâm sorry I had to put you through this again Ley. I didnât know seeing your hair and face covered in eggs would trigger my memory of you in ninth grade. From then on everything just came all at once and I guess I just blacked out.â He says softly stroking my arm as I hug his torso.
Honestly I was surprised I could fit into the tiny bed with him being huge and all compared to me. But I guess it helped that I was lying on my side and with one of my legs crossed over his. If anyone walked in on us like this Iâd surely get an earful, no doubt from the doctor.
I moved away from his neck, tilting my head to look at him. The question I had been wanting to ask from the moment I entered is on the tip of my tongue but I was terrified to know the answer His eyes drop to stare at me and he smiles. âYou know not many girls could make their husband fall in love with them all over again but of course I should not expect any less from you. Youâre my bambina after all.â
I smile wanung to cry again. There he goes again calling me bambina, a name he hasnât called mne in weeks. He always switched between calling me Ley and bambina but ever since he lost his memories he only just started calling me Ley again, Now he was calling me bambina which eases my mind of him not remembering me and lets me finally grow a pair 10 ask him the question âDo you -â I sigh, finding it a bit difficult to let the words out âDo you remember me now? Do you remember everything?â
I finally managed to speak He smiles cheekily, places a finger underneath my chin and tilts my head up. My brows furrowed in confusion until I saw his head coming forward, his lips seconds away from kissing me My eyes fluttered shut, waiting in anticipation as my heart thuds uncontrollably.
The soft brush feels like electricity and the second just makes me feel the fireworks every cliche movie portrays. It feels like it had been forever since we last kissed but it was just merely hours ago. But before things get heated like it always did he pulls away slowly and we both open our eyes simultaneously.
His eyes spoke the love he felt for me and I was a hundred percent sure mine showed the same. âIâm sorry it took so long to remember you Ley but now that I have, I am never letting you go no matter what life throws at us again. Iâm sorry for the way I treated you at first, if I could kick myself in the nuts I would âI could do that if you want.â I said innocently, cutting him off as I smiled. He chuckles knowing that I wasnât serious. 2 âBut seeing that you never gave up on me knowing that you were hurting inside fucking made me realize that I had chosen the best life partner in the world. My younger self knew why he had fallen in love with you and fuck if I didnât have you bby my side I donât think I couldâve been who I am today. It fucking sucked that I had not remembered you but it made me realize that even with amnesia I will always be madly and deeply in love with you. So fuck Iâd go through that experience all over again just so I could keep falling in love with you over and over until our last breath. Because Ashley, I meant it when I said forever.â He spoke with so much honesty that it brought me to tears. 5 He brings his mouth down to mine, kissing me slowly and pouring all the emotions into the kiss. I was still crying and when he whispers I love you only made me cry more. âI love you too Blake, always and forever.â I said honestly.
He smiles on my lips and when heâs about to kiss me again the door opens. We break away and Blake looks over my shoulder and groans, dropping his head in the crook of my neck. âSuch a cock blocker.â Blake murmurs lowly. I stiffle a laugh.
âYou were taking so long in there Ashley we all thought that maybe you guys were making a little Blake in there. So they sent me over to warn you guys that the doctor will be coming back in a few.â
It was Ryan and his words literally hit me like a bulldozer. Pregnancy. Now that Blake had regained his memories it wouldnât be so bad in telling him that he planted a seed in my womb, right? Honestly keeping it away from him for a few days felt like forever and I was getting tired. Was it even a few days? Because I honestly canât remember. 1 I chewed my bottom lip and dropped my eyes to stare at his hair. âWe already have, no need to try again.â I was surprised at how loud my voice was. It also didnât quiver which made me happy. I just only hope they could take the hint.
Blakeâs head lifts and his eyes peer at me in shock. Oh shit did I trigger him again? His eyes scan my features then they drop to my stomach. His shaky hand comes to rest on my stomach and his eyes blink until there are visible tears being held back.
âYouâre pregnant?â His voice is so low, so timid and filled with emotion that I couldnât help the sob that escaped my mouth as I nod.
âShit you just made me the luckiest husband in the world baby.â He croaks out and comes to kiss me with so much passion that my toes curl.
âHoly shit! Little Ash is pregnant?â Ryan shouts beyond shocked. 2 Blake pulls away and kisses my nose, while rubbing my stomach. âYou have no idea how fucking happy I am. Such an amazing surprise to wake up to after regaining my memories.â He whispers, pecking my nose again. âHave I told you how much I love you?â He asked. I nodded, smiling happily. The weight of not telling him lifts off my shoulder. âYou have a couple times but I donât mind hearing you say it again.â I admit, biting into my bottom lip. He grins, pecking my lips this time.âThen I will have to remind you everyday until our last breath.â
âIâd love that.â I smiled.
âAce couldnât your son wait until my daughter was thirty to impregnate her?!â My fatherâs voice grumbled as they all entered the room. I wince. I guess the cat was now out of the bag.