No, who are you?

The next day was Saturday so she didn't need to go home. She had spent the night there even when her mom and the Gorbachev's had left. He didn't even move a finger. She was worried but not so worried. 

'Let me explain it to you ,you are scared but not because of his health condition right now what scares you is what got him to this point that he was that hurt. You're terrified of where he goes every time he leaves you ,am I right?'

She nodded at herself ,it was funny that she could speak to herself. She smiled and took her bag ready to go home. She just left and went to Starbucks to get something to eat. She didn't want to give Julia a slight idea that she and her son had something going on. Her phone rang and she saw Rita's name. 

"What's up?" she asked as she litsened to the noisy girl.

"Do you remember you asking me about the Gorbachev's?"

"Yeah?" she became immediately interested in the conversation.

"I asked my dad about them and he told me that they're a family from Mexico ,a rich one at that and they're two boys in the family and their Dad , soon after the old man died ,the will said that the youngest boy should take all the wealth so obviously the first born was angry and wants to snatch that wealth from him. It's a confusing story even to me btw, so UpTo now they are in a family scandal" she completed with a sigh.

"Thankyou so much Rita" she appreciated this girl so much.

"No problem" she cut the line and Olivia just stared at her phone digesting the information she just received. So it was either Oliver was the younger brother who was just innocent or he was the older brother trying to steal an small boys wealth but wait , Oliver has 4 four more brothers but Rita told her that they're two in the family so why did he tell her four. This was truly the most confusing story she ever heard. She has never been the type of person to read novels concerning family feuds and scandals so this was a new kind of novel for her.

 She clenched her fist at the whole thought of he lied. He said he didn't go to school since he had a well paying job was this maybe what he was talking about. She didn't want to judge him but it was so hard not to.When he wakes up she was going toale sure he would answer all her questions.

That day was the most boring day of her life. Reading for her school exams for a whole day made her forget Oliver. *****

The next day was as usual. She didn't go to church and only hang out with Rita that evening. Rita had become a good friend in those few days. She had gone to teach her some school stuff. 

"How is Oliver?" it was dinner time and her Dad asked about it since he had never gone to see the sick boy in hospital.

"He woke up earlier this morning,his condition is getting better at a faster rate than expected " 

Olivia almost choked on her food "What!?" she already almost forgot about him. Her sister passed her some water and she gulped fast. 

"He woke up and has been awake the whole day" Olivia felt like strangling herself,she wanted to be the first to see him when he woke up. But she was hanging out with Rita at the time and the next time she would see him was the next day tomorrow,to worsen the situation,in the evening. Once she entered her room she face palmed herself. She felt like crying but her tears didn't dare show up. It was her fault after all. She wanted all the hours to run as fast as they could.

She hurriedly walked inside the hospital,to his room. She hoped to not find him asleep after all her intense waiting. She couldn't wait anymore. He was on the bed speaking with his mom. She knocked and Julia took her bag quickly. Seems like she had been waiting for a good opportunity to run home.

"I'll be back as soon as I can" her eyes were glued to the figure on the bed.

"It's ok miss-" she stopped since the woman had already left.

He was looking at her blankly. "Do you recognize me Oliver?" she asked trying to keep her calm. She was anxious and wished he did have a clue of who she was.

"No, who are you?" she almost fell as that statement sank deep inside of her head. He didn't recognize her. Her tears begun to flow like waterfalls. She didn't know what to say anymore. She just cried as her tears flow non-stop. 

"Am Olivia,your friend"she stuttered hoping for anything but his expression remained the same. 

" I have to go now ,it's good that you're finally okay" she closed the door and ran to the bathroom. She sat on the cold floor crying like there was no tomorrow. She wiped her tears but they just kept coming.When he had said that,she felt her whole world crumble at her feet. Is this what it feels to lose someone? Was she that much attached to Oliver?  That day she went home downspirited.

The next day , Oliver was brought home. He looked stronger now ,he could walk properly. When he arrived at his room and everyone left he clenched his fists in anger. Olivia was sleeping when she heard that familiar noise from the window. A sense of deja Vu hit her and she woke up to see him. He was sitting on the small table next to the window watching her. Her eyes closed and opened again in surprise. If he did this ,that would only assure her that he finally regained his memory.

She immediately became excited.