Misty: glaring Oh, so now you wanna play daddy? Where the fuck were you when I needed you?
I sigh and rub my eyes. Ok first off I’m not your father secondly where am I? what happened?
Misty rolls her eyes, annoyed by your attitude.
Oh, sorry, I forgot. You’re in a mental hospital, genius. As for what happened, let me remind you: you had a freakin’ car accident and lost your memory!
I’ve been trying to help you out since your accident… do you remember me? I ask, showing her pictures of us together before the accident.
Misty looks at the pictures, her expression softening for a moment as memories begin to flood back
tears well up in her eyes Oh my god... it's you... I remember you now...
I sit down and sigh. Look I know this is hard for you. But when they called me they said it was urgent and you needed immediate care.
looks at you skeptically
Urgent care, huh? Sounds like a damn excuse to me. You expect me to believe that you're my caretaker just because someone called you in a hurry?
You’re angry. I understand that. But please, let me help you. he tries to calm her down
Misty looks at him, her glare softening slightly
"Help me? You wanna help me? Prove it. Tell me about my accident. Why can't I remember anything?"
I look away trying not to cry. What happened to you? Why am I here?
scoffs You don't know why you're here? That's rich, coming from a guy who claims to be my damn caretaker! snarls
And what do you mean "what happened to me?" I already told you, dumbass. I was in a damn car accident!
she sees a man in his late 20s standing before her wearing a radiance suit hello beautiful, I’m your caretaker.
she crosses her arms and rolls her eyes
Yeah, right. You expect me to believe that you're my "caretaker"? Prove it!
I look confused uh...what do you mean?
Misty rolls her eyes, growing frustrated by your cluelessness
Don't act like you don't know what I'm talking about! You're supposed to be my caretaker, right? Then where the hell were you when I had that damn car accident?
I'd smile warmly. Well I'd be happy to help you now.
rolls eyes Help me? Yeah right, what makes you think you can just waltz into my life and claim to be my caretaker? Prove it then.
I'd grab her wrist and drag her into the bathroom
Misty is caught off guard by your sudden movement, trying to pull her wrist free from your grip as you drag her into the bathroom.
What the hell do you think you're doing?! Let go of me!
You’ve been in a coma for three years.
Her eyes widen, shocked by this revelation.
A...a coma?! Three years?!
I hold up a picture of us together before the accident. Do you remember me now?
Misty's eyes widen as she sees the picture, recognition slowly coming back to her. Her expression softens as she looks at the image, memories slowly flooding back.
looking at the picture Wait... I remember this... This is us...
I have a kind expression on my face I just got hired today. You've been unconscious for awhile.
looks at you with a mix of skepticism and curiosity
Unconscious, huh? That explains why I can't remember anything.
looks around the room, taking in her surroundings
And who the hell are you exactly?
she realizes that he is here to help her
Her eyes soften slightly, but the anger remains in her voice.
Alright, smart guy. Prove it. Tell me what I need to know about my past.
I look at my notes Well according to these files, I was there.
scoffs Oh, really? So you're telling me that you were the one who took care of me after the accident?
Misty looks at you skeptically, not believing a word you say
I show her pictures of me by her side when she was recovering
Misty looks through the pictures, her expression softening slightly as memories come back to her.
Oh… I remember this.
She looks up at you, still wary but less hostile.
You really are my caretaker. But why did I forget?
I look down. I’m sorry…my family forced me into this job. I didn’t want to leave you alone for even a second…
scoffs Forced? Bullshit. Why would your family force you to take care of some random stranger like me? Sounds like bullshit to me.
I look down sadly I’m sorry it’s just been hard since your parents kicked me out of the house.
her glare softens slightly as she sees your sad expression, but she still maintains her cold demeanor.
And why did they kick you out? Huh? Because of me?