To Be Yours Again-Chapter 231 Not good

*LORENZO*

She walked up to the bed.

"Mommy said you’re awake now, you’ve been out for four days"

"Oh really?"

"Yeah, how are you feeling?" She asked.

"Not good, I don’t even know how I can eat by myself"

"Don’t worry, you’ll get better soon.” She replied, sweetly.

I couldn’t help but smile...I wish her mother was like her.

And then the little girl started telling me about her friend who almost died from a car accident but was now perfectly okay.

Well, she was using that to motivate me but I was too hungry to be motivated at the moment. 𝙧𝙚𝙚𝔀𝒆𝓫𝓷𝙤𝓿𝒆𝙡.𝒄𝙤𝓶

My stomach grumbled again.

"Oh I’ll feed you.” She offered.

Thank God.

She took the plate and sat down close to me on the bed, then she started feeding me.

I couldn’t be more happy as food filled my system.

"I’m Lucia but people call me Lucy, what’s your name?"

"I don’t know.” I replied, pathetically.

She gasped. “You don’t know your own name?"

"No...I mean...yes..."

God!

Can we just stop talking and go back to feeding?

"It’s...I think I’ve lost the memories of myself...I can’t remember anything."

"Oh, there’s that word for it, I think, Anne...not Anne...amne... anyway... don’t worry, you’ll get better soon...there was this friend of mine...”

And then she started telling me about another friend of hers who suffered from amnesia but now, he had regained all his memories.

Now I was starting to think she was lying to make me feel better.

I mean, do all her friends always experience bad things?

She continued feeding me, talking her way through but I didn’t speak any more, I just wanted to eat.

When we were done, she gave me water to drink and I felt a bit sane.

"What’s your mother’s name?" I asked her.

"Danica." She replied.

Danica.

Danica.

That name suddenly filled my soul with something I couldn’t describe.

It felt so strongly familiar.

But she said we’ve never met before.

Or maybe I knew of another person named Danica that I couldn’t remember?

Her name was so beautiful though.

I wish her behaviour towards me could be beautiful as well.

"What are you doing here, Lucy?"

I frozed, hearing her voice.

Lucy stood up from the bed.

"I wanted to see how he’s doing"

She glanced at the empty plate.

"Don’t tell me you fed him?"

Lucy nodded.

Danica sighed."Go to your room"

"Mommy..."

"Now!"

Lucy nodded and hurried off.

"Are you trying to turn my daughter into your maid or something?”

"No...she was only helping me. Clearly, you can see that I can’t even sit up."

"You could have tried to, you were just being simply lazy...next time, don’t make her feed you.” She warned, harshly.

“If all helpers were like you, I’m sure no one would want to be helped.” I grumbled.

She snickered, darkly. “Are you being ungrateful right now? I saved your fucking life! I’ve already done enough."

"Are you sure you only just met me for the first time at the beach?"

She looked uneasy for a while.

"Of...of..course...why would you think otherwise?"

"I don’t understand the way you look and speak to me...it’s as if you want to kill me... I’m grateful that you saved me but why the hate, Danica?"

She moved closer to me.

"How do you know my name?"

"Your daughter told me"

Was it also a crime to know her name?

"You don’t have the permission to call me by my name, you will address me as ma’am, understood?"

I felt suffocated. “Yes"

She lifted up her brow and I added. “Ma’am."

"Good. Now, start working up the energy to leave my house tomorrow, I’ve helped you enough." With that, she walked off.

I shut my eyes.

Where was I going to go to tomorrow?

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*DANICA*

I hadn’t really meant to hide the fact that I know who he was.

I thought when he woke up and saw who had saved him.

He would simply thank me and then leave. Then we’d be back to living our lives far away from each other.

But when he suddenly didn’t remember anything, I realized that if I told him who he was, I was also going to explain who I was to him.

A cleaner who he had helped seven years ago and we fell in love, or at least I thought we were in love.

But then one day, he came home and tossed me out like trash. I didn’t want to relive those memories. Plus, I also didn’t want him to connect the dots and realize that Lucy was his child.

Him and I were from different worlds and our worlds needed to stay different or else, I’d just be headed to a heartbreak part 2.

I didn’t need him in my life at all. Lucy and I were better off without him.

I wanted him to leave, asap.

I had already done enough good for that man.

Or was I going too far?

He was still barely healing and weak.

Or should I tell him he was part of the Moretti family, maybe find a way to reach out to his family so they could come get him.

What if his mother comes?

What if she still remembers my face?

She might think this was all my doing.

Afterall, it was still a wonder to me how I could run into him this way after seven years.

I honestly didn’t want any problems in my life right now.

I should just kick him out and let him figure out his next steps himself!

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I gave him until the evening of the following day to work up some energy and leave.

And then, I stormed into my bedroom.

He looked scared to see me.

Yeah, he sure knew he was going out today.

"Get up.”I ordered.

"Danica...sorry, ma’am...I..."

Not waiting for him to finish, I walked up to him and helped him to get up from the bed.

"Ow! arh...you’re hurting me, lady"

"I’m sure you must have hurt a lot of people.” I retorted.

"You don’t know that...oh please...I just wanna lie down.”

I moved, supporting his weight, he couldn’t struggle with me even if he wanted to because he would hurt himself even more.

He only kept pleading with me but I paid no mind to it.

He was here to shake the perfectly normal life I had built for myself and my child, I couldn’t let that happen.

"Are you taking him to the hospital, mommy?" Lucy asked when I got to the living room.

"Yes..."

"No, your mother is kicking me out.” Lorenzo announced.

Lucy’s eyes widened. “Mom!" She exclaimed.

I glared at him.

I felt like literally kicking him right now.

I continued staggering with him to the door as Lucy hovered around me, pleading for his case.

I dropped him at the front of my house.

He sat on the ground and rested his back on the wall breathing heavily.

And then I slammed the door shut.

"Mommy, you can’t leave him there"

"I can. He’s not my responsibility."

"But you always tell me to be nice to people"

"Well, I’ve done enough for him."

With that, I locked all the doors in my house so she wouldn’t go out to meet him.

I went back to my bedroom to tidy it up.

To hell with him.

The rains started falling.

Damn.

Everything was against him today.