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Chapter 14: He Was Speechless

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IRENE POV

I looked up and stare at the ceiling, replacing the bad atmosphere that those two made. What was Henry doing here? Maybe he was going to teach me about the new lesson, or not? Do I also know him. Ever since I met him something strange happen to me. My head was hurting, my ears were ringing but it didn't seem to hurt so much but why? Why is it hurting so much now.

I bury my face to my palms, hoping it will take this pain away but I know its not always that easy. I made a grunt, its louder inside my head but this house is more big to hear my voice.

Why is this happening to me? I don't understand.

I fell to my bed and I have no option but to crawl on the floor and reach for the door, its my only exit. I thought I could be faster but it feels like god made my own gravity and drop it to zero. It was just my head and then suddenly my feet gave in giving a pain that made me lose my hope in crawling to the door.

I heard the door creak loudly and made a huge thud. I don't have any strength or any energy to look who saw me all I think was I was hopeful for the one who saw me and shout that I was suffering. Someone pick me up and carried me from his back, because of the pain that is slowly draining my energy all I could saw was a blurry glimpse of the guy's back, carrying me down and that was all I could remember, the next thing I see is I'm already here. Staring at the dirty white colored ceiling I could feel my eyes feel heavy, I think it was because of the tears I've shed when my body was hurting. I notice head doesn't hurt so much now. I tried to take a peek of my feet thankfully they're still there I thought in the process they would be gone, strange why did they hurt like hell? Resting my head on to the hospital pillow I let out a heavy sigh, releasing my worries through my air, it seemed to work. Staring blankly again I look to my right side and something catch my interest, a book. A book that is like some-kind of scrapbook. I grab it and scan every detail of the book, it has a vibe of discovering something precious from you great grandfather. With its rough ripped dirty brown leather cover texture, it sends itchiness to my hands to flip the pages, see what wants me to see.

I searched for more details but I just cant wait any longer so I start to flip the pages. Opening to the first page this more looks like a scrapbook. In the first page I see myself as a child, carried by my mother smiling sweetly at the camera while me, looking like I just ate a lemon. I was amazed by just looking at it, I didn't know I did this when I was a child. After flipping this one page, I began to notice something. A boy that looks so familiar, the boy in my dream! It catches my attention, I pull the book close to my face, squinting my eyes closely to the picture if it is the boy from my dream. It was really him, I can't believe this no wonder it feels so real.

I close the book, shock from what I just discovered. I place the book in its place and decided to rest for awhile when suddenly I hear the knob squeak to open the door. I didn't bother and decided to close my eyes, I'm so tired I don't have time to open my eyes.

I can feel someone invade my space, spilling and mixing with this atmosphere. I can hear the foot steps becoming so close to mine.

"I don't know what to say." A guys voice, I can hear him all I can think is that he's close to me right now. He sighed, he moved and I think he sat on a chair to relief himself from standing. Augh this is gonna be long.

I felt my hand getting touch. What the heck is he doing!? Who is this guy? Please don't move, don't move Irene or you'll be dead if he found out you're awake all this time.

"I- you know maybe you don't know but I didn't thought we we're like that, I was like that. I confessed my feelings to you I know you forgot that." What is he saying? Confessed? When? I don't remember someone confessed their feelings for me.

"I really like you, even now I still like you." He laugh, "funny even in this second life that has been given to us. I can't still make you mine and call you mine." Second life? Us? What are you trying to say? I don't understand what his saying at all!

"I-" the door creak open again. I can feel my hand getting free.

"Henry? What are you doing here?" It's my mom! And it's Henry? Wha? When did he confess to me?

"Mrs. Reed I know I'm restricted in coming in here but I really want to see her, this is my last day of seeing her." I can tell that he is serious in having time with me to talk. I really want to talk to him too explain everything.

"Well I guess so, I'm sorry then take your time." The door slammed shut and silence was there to take over.

"What was that all about?" I ask, opening my eyes. I glance to him checking if he notice me. His eyes widened when our eyes met, he's shocked. I smirked.

"Tell me everything Henry." He avoid my eyes, I settled myself and sit comfortably on the hospital bed.

"No, I can't."

"What do you mean you can't? Tell me!"

He was speechless.

"Tell me, I want to know. I'm still your tutee you know." I grin.
"Well... It's complicated you see, its not something you can answer easily."

"Don't worry, I know." His eyes are worried about me knowing this thing maybe change the mood?

"Okay, tell me about 'this is my last day of seeing her'?" He sigh. I can feel the heaviness of his feeling.

"We're not allowed to see each other from the beginning, Irene."

"Why?"

"Because... Of that accident."

"Accident, what kind of accident?" His phone began to ring.

"Can't you just answer me first?"

"Sorry." He took his phone and leave the room.

What I'm going to do? I look at my right and saw the book. I think I know what I'm gonna do.

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