Serendipity

Aesthete

I wake up with the world on its side.

Okay, it wasn't completely on its side, I was laying down. Blinking slowly, I took in the quiet lounge, particularly concentrating on the man opposite me, clicking away furiously on my laptop.

"What are you doing?" I croaked startling Zak from his mission.

"What? Me? Nothing. Why?" He asked defensively before his hard glare softened seeing me defenceless against him.

"You working? Even on a day off?" I mumbled.

"Something like that. Call it damage control..." He replied scratching his head.

My brows pinched together. "How do you mean? Damage control, on what?"

"Nothing important, not now you are awake. What's up?"

I shrugged "Can I ask you something?"

Zak nodded and closed the laptop lid, giving me his full concentration. His eyes fixated on my face as I moved mine to his throat.

"Have you really been busy? Or just avoiding me?"

His throat bobbed as his mind took hold of my question. "What? Why would you think that?"

"I do understand if you have. I mean, I'm not fun to be around, the damaged one." I mocked.

"Don't say that about yourself. You're not damaged, not at all."

"Just changed from what and who I was. You can admit it Zak.. You don't have to lie, I can see it in your eyes."

His shoulders sagged "It's not a big thing, you're taking time to adjust to what's hap-"

"Who was I? Why can't I remember much of you? Why out of everything has the memory of you been hit?"

Zak frowned himself "I don't know, I really don't."

My eyes went to my camera, being confined in the walls of my home for hours upon hours. You notice the small changes in your home. Like I knew my camera had been moved... To the right in fact.

"Were we arguing on the phone?" I threw in making Zak look up.

"W-why would you think that?"

"Don't know. Just thought I would ask, I guess."

He nodded "No we were just talking about work. The call cut out before I heard anything though, I figured it was signal issues."

"Right."

The lounge fell silent as my eyes kept reverting back to my camera. It's positioning was annoying me..

"Have you used it yet? Your camera?" Zak questioned seeing my attention move off the subject.

"No, I haven't. I want too though. Maybe some memory tissue left up here." I tapped my fingertip against my head.

"Well why don't we see?" He asked rising from the chair and stepping across the room effortlessly.

Zak's long fingers picked up the camera and carried it back. Handing it over, I turned it on and got ready to see what I was capable of, but I was sidetracked.