Protecter's Love by Kayla Trautman (fb2 epub reader txt) 📖

had her hands on his arms, holding them to her chest.

I saw them before. Not truly but . . . I looked like them. I had mostly my mother's features but my father's brown eyes. Alicia leaned in to look, "Hey. You look a lot like them." I put the picture back in and held the box out for her to put other stuff in. She did and I closed the box.

I stood and rushed out of there covering my mouth. Alicia was half running to keep up with my fast pace, "I'm so sorry, Elena. I wish I knew what to say right now to make you feel better but I don't." I shook my head as the tears came out.


Chapter 4: A Hit

"Is everything alright?" The lady at the desk asked as she stood and watch us leave. "I'll make sure she's fine! Thank you so much!" Alicia threw over her shoulder as we left.

"Maybe I should drive. You're a little too upset." She suggested. But I ignored her and hopped in the driver's seat. She sighed and got in beside me. Once we were both buckled in I threw the box in the back and started the car. Then I drove off.

"Do you wanna talk about it?" She asked softly. "No. Not right now." I cried. I had to constantly reach up to wipe away tears but other than my sobs there was silence.


When we got onto the open road I sped up. Alicia reached over and touched my shoulder, "I know how you feel." "No you don't. Your parents are your real parents. They didn't leave you on someone's doorstep because they didn't want you. They wanted you and they kept you. They loved you. So you don't know how I feel."

"You're right. But I can imagine the shock and the hurt - LOOK OUT!!!!" I took my foot off of the gas and slammed it down on the breaks. We both screamed in fear that it would be too late. She grabbed the dashboard in front of her and I pushed on the steering wheel with both hands, pressing myself back into the seat.


We stopped but the loud noise sounded and we hit him anyway. We panted and stayed frozen for a moment or two. "Oh my god. We hit someone." Alicia exclaimed. We both got out of the truck and walked around leaving the doors open. My legs felt heavy like they didn't wanna move.

The man was laying on his back with his head to the side. His feet were hidden underneath of the truck but he wasn't completely under it. I rushed to him and nearly shouted, "Alicia, call an ambulance!"

She nodded and quickly walked back to the truck. She was in too much shock to run or go any faster. I kneeled in front of him and touched his face, "Hello? Oh, please wake up. Please don't be dead."

I lifted his head and layed in on my lap , stroking his face. He had short brown hair and he wore a button up black collared shirt that layed on the outside of his black trousers ad his boots were also black. He was caucasian with a little tan. And he was muscular. Not thin with muscles but thick. But not like those wrestler who are so buff that they're disgusting.

"The ambulance is on their way. They said don't move him . . . you already did. Keep him there then." Alicia said coming to stand beside me. "Alright." I whispered through my fear. How could I have hit this gorgeous man? And who was he?


***

"He'll be okay. Why don't you come on in?" Dr. Larry announced as he came out into the hall. "It's just a knock on the head, really. A good bruise on his chest but that's it. Took X-rays and I'll call you as soon as I get them back."

I nodded and followed him inside with Alicia, "Thank you, doctor. I feel so terrible. He just came out of no where. I didn't even see him." "I wonder what he was doing out there in the middle of no where in the first place. I guess we'll be able to ask him now. He's waking up."

I rushed over to the bed to stand next by his head. He was dressed in one of those hospital gowns and was covered with the blanket. A frown was appearing on his face. Then his eyes blinked open. He looked around but didn't seem to see me. Only at Alicia and Dr. Larry who were standing at the foot of the bed.

He licked his lips and asked, "Who are you? Where am I?" His voice was low and it sounded hoarse. "You're at the hospital. You've been in a car accident. You were hit by a truck. They couldn't stop in time not to hurt you but they stopped in time that you didn't die. You're a very lucky young man. What's your name?"

He squeezed his eyes closed and answered roughly, "Taliesin Creed ... yeah. That's it." I frowned, "What do you mean, yeah that's it? You're not sure?" He turned his head to look at me and by the expression on his face he regretted it. He relaxed back down to the bed and looked up at the ceiling.

Dr. Larry walked over to the other side of the bed and asked, "Can you tell us what you remember?" Taliesin frowned, "I-I can't remember who I am. There's nothing. My head just hurts more than it already does when I try to think past my name."

I gasped, "Oh no! I'm so sorry!" Dr. Larry held his hand up to me in caution to calm down, "Don't worry. I've seen this. You probably have just a mild concussion. Temporary loss of memory is normal. But it's temporary, it'll come back. He'll have to stay here for overnight. Then he can go tomorrow."

"Go where?" Taliesin asked. I answered immediately, "You'll come stay with me. At least, until you get your memory back. It's the least I can do." Alicia frowned at me, "That's very kind of you. Could I speak to you out in the hall for a second?"

I shook my head, "Whatever it is, as if I don't already know, it can wait. And I'm intitled to do what I want. I don't need my parens' permission." She sighed and relaxed her face, "I guess it would be a waste of time. You're always so stubborn."


Chapter 5: Bringing Home A Man

"This is your home?" He asked as I parked in front of the house. I nodded and took the keys out, "Yeah." I looked over at him and sighed. He hadn't been unfamiliar with the truck but he was uncomfortable riding in it. Like this was his first time in a car before.

I smiled when he looked over at me and opened my door. I got out and went over to his side. I opened his door and he got out slowly.

As soon as he was down he grabbed my shoulder and his head lowered so I couldn't see his expression. I quickly went over to him and placed my hands on his sides so I could catch him if he fell, "Are you alright?"

He nodded and stood up letting go of my shoulder, "Yeah. My head started spinning but I'll be alright." I nodded and took a step back dropping my hands from him, "Alright. Well, lets go."

When we went inside Ms. Grangy came rushing over to me, "Elena. Your mother wanted you to call her the moment you came in." I rolled my eyes, "Mother would. But I can't. I have to get Taliesin, here, settled first."

I looked up at Taliesin, "This is Ms. Grangy. If there's anything you'll need you can just ask her or me." He nodded. I grabbed his arm and led him around Ms. Grangy, "Come on. I'll show you to your room."

He walked to the middle of the room and looked around. I inhaled and sighed. He was so quiet. "I had some clothes brought here for you. It's in the dresser. I looked at the size of your clothes you're wearing now."

He turned and looked at me, "It's a nice room. And thank you for the clothes." I shook my head, "There's no need to thank me. I'm the one who hit you with my truck because I wasn't thinking. I take full responsibility for it. Even if it means taking a total stranger into my home and throwing away loose cash for him. I am sorry for hitting you. It was a long morning yesterday."

He shrugged, "I'll be okay. The doctor said so." "But you don't remember. Your family is probably worrying sick about you. It's awful what I did to you. And I won't forgive myself for this until I make everything better again." I protested.

He asked, "How exactly are you going to make this better? What's done is done. And I'm not angry at you for it." I frowned. He wouldn't understand what this meant to me. He forgot everything. He forgot about his family. It would be very unlikely that he was an orphan like me. One wasn't gonna just pop out into my lap like that.

I had taken him away from his family. He had one and I took that away from them. He had a family that he belonged to. I didn't belong to this family. Or any family, for that matter. I was different. Different in a way that would make doctors worry. That would put me in the lab of some mad scientist while he prodded me with needles and other unpleasant tests.

"I'm going to help you through this so you can get your memory back and then get you back to your family. That's the most important thing right now. Supper is at six. Feel free to roam around and explore. If you need something there is a bellpull in every room. It'll call for Ms. Grangy." I said and started to turn.

"A bellpull?" Taliesin asked. "What's that?" I stopped in midturn and looked at him. Then I went over to the door and grabbed the rope that hung there. I looked at him, "This is the bellpull. It's by the door of every room. Just give it one tug and she'll be right along."

"Oh. Okay. Thank you." He said. I nodded and stepped through the doorway. I closed the door and left down the hallway. I went into my room and grabbed my phone off of the desk and went over to my bed.

I layed down on my stomach and dialed my parents house. "Hello? Elena?" It was my dad to pick up. I sighed, "Dad. Have you been up there worrying about me all this time?"

"Of course, I have. You can't expect anything else of me. You're letting a total stranger stay under the same roof as you." He exclaimed. I protested, "But I ran him over with my truck! And he lost his memory! I couldn't just leave him with no where to go."


"Send him to a hotel until he gains back his hotel. That's the reasonable thing to do." He suggested as if that choice had been written in big bold black letters across a billboard.

I shook my head,