Forgotten

Chapter Two

Forgotten

Chapter Two

"I'm open, you're closed, Where I follow, you'll go, I worry I won't see your face, Light up again."

Edward pulled up in their driveway. He parked the car, shut the engine then turned to glance at his wife. They'd both been cleared by their doctors, so that they could go home. Of-coarse he'd been cleared a while back but he had refused to leave without Bella.

Nothing in his entire life had shocked and scared him as the moment he realized that Bella couldn't remember him, couldn't remember anything, not even her own name. Outwardly he tried to put on a brave face, to appear as though he believed that everything was going to be just fine, when in fact he was terrified. Terrified that she'd never be able to remember, that their life would never be the same again. But then again Edward was so thankful that she'd survived, that he couldn't worry about the amnesia, atleast not for now. He could live with that if he had too; he'd even start all over again with her. They could do that, couldn't they? He asked himself.

She was still acting a bit timid towards him, whenever he tried to comfort her after she's had a nightmare about the accident or simply touch her; she'd shy away from him. It drove him crazy at first, but then he realized that the only way to help her is by being patient, not by pushing her to do anything she didn't want to do. Her comforted himself in the fact that she atleast seemed to believe he was her husband.

Bella's parents had tried convincing him to let them take her home with them for a while, they thought she'd be more comfortable there, but he refused to hear it. His wife belonged with him, in the home they'd made together and no where else. Bella had looked like she wanted to go back with her parents and although Edward hated the idea of having her away from him; he was prepared to let her go for a while if that was what she really needed. Thankfully, she decided to come with him instead.

Still gazing at Bella, he saw her glance at their two-story house intently as though trying to remember it, but when she sighed dismally a moment later, he realized she'd failed. He reached over and grabbed her hand gently. This time she didn't pull away. She looked at him and he felt his heart wrench when he saw the look of desperation on her face.

"Hey, sweetheart, it's ok. You don't need to remember everything now. We'll take it one step at a time, ok?" He comforted her. She looked so scared and helpless that Edward longed to put his arms around her and pull her close to him, but he held himself in check. It was a bit too soon for that. He might scare her even more. She needed to get used to him first.

Bella nodded hesitantly, and then they both got out of the car. Edward noticed Bella wince a bit as she got out.

"Would you like me to carry you inside? You're probably still feeling a bit stiff, aren't you?" He offered.

"No, thank you." She answered quickly. Standing beside him alone was wrecking havoc with her emotions; she didn't even want to consider what she would feel like when he holds her that close to him.

The door to the house opened and a small ball of fluff came flying out. It stopped at Bella's feet and started barking excitedly and wagging its tail. Edward came to stand beside his wife. He glanced down at the adorable puppy and chuckled.

"That's Puppy. We bought him together a few months ago." He informed her. "You always said a house like this needs a dog. So we bought one."

"Puppy?" Bella asked.

Edward laughed. Bella couldn't help but notice how handsome he looked. She began to understand why she'd married him. Not only was he handsome, he was also unfailingly kind and patient. If only she could remember him, though.