*My Muse*♥️☺
*Chapter 19*
*Oscar's POV*
I was so hurt and angry on hearing what my mum said.
How could she lie to me like that? I had to confront her to know why she had the heart to do that.
"Mum, can you please get water for me?" I asked my mum
"Alright, I'll be right back", she said and she left.
I don't know where I got the strength from, but I got up, took out the drip and stormed out of the room.
I went from room to room, poking my head into every room, I went by to find hers.
I finally found hers. Her parents and Monica were inside but I didn't care. What their daughter did was evil and she had to know that and provide me with answers.
"Oscar what are you doing here?" Monica asked, blocking my way and I pushed her off.
"Hey, hey, young man, what do you want?" Her dad said.
I turned to look at Mabel and she looked at me clueless.
"Now, I'm young man? Your daughter is a very bad person. You know what she did, don't you?" I said, glaring at her father.
"Oscar, calm down. I didn't know till today", he said to me, with a low tone.
"Don't be civil with him. Call the cops and lock him up!" The mother said.
"No, no. Oscar!!", Mabel called out.
"You remember him but not us", Monica said, rolling her eyes.
"It's slight Amnesia Monica. Of course she remembers him", her mum said, rolling her eyes.
"Oh, I see. I hope she remembers what she did", I said angrily and held my head. It was really hurting.
"Dad, why is Oscar yelling?" Mabel said and her voice really annoyed me.
"Shut up Mabel. You're lucky that you don't remember now, but when you do, don't ever try to look for me because I'll be long gone from your messed up life", I said to her and Monica tried touching me.
"Don't you dare. This family is just sick", I kept on shouting and yelling till my mum came in and tried calming me down.
"What's going on here", I heard a familiar voice say and I turned around. It was Natasha.
*Natasha's POV*
I was in my office when a nurse told me that the psychiatrist and I were needed at a certain room.
A patient was in an accident and had a slight amnesia, so they needed us to attend to the patient.
Normally a psychiatrist is supposed to work on that alone but they always call me or other psychologist.
When I got to the patient's room with the psychiatrist, we saw a lot of people in the room yelling.
"What's going on here?" I asked, and they turned around to face me.
"Oscar?" I said surprised. He was in hospital garments and bandage around his head with the part of a syringe plastered on his hand.
I looked on the bed and saw a lady with a bandage on her head too. What happened? I wondered.
"Can you take care of the lady. The gentleman here is my patient and I need to attend to him", I said to the psychiatrist and he nodded.
"Oscar, please come with me",I said.
The look in his eyes were so different. I could see pain in it.
He wasn't going to move so I took his hands and asked him to come.
"Who are you please?" An elderly woman who I presumed to be his mum asked.
"I'm his psychologist", I said to her.
She nodded her head but I could tell that she was confused.
"Oscar let's go", I said once again and he moved.
"Where's your room?" I asked him and he lead me to his room. His mom also came along.
I made him lie on his bed and I connected back his drip.
"How's your head?" I asked him and he was still quiet.
"Oscar, I need you to talk to me", I said getting worried and he didn't say anything.
"What happened to him?" I asked his mum and she told me everything that happened and it saddened my heart.
He was such a nice person, why will a lady do that to someone she loves.
I can imagine his pain.
I kept on talking to his mother and he eventually fell asleep.
"I'll have to attend to Mabel. If there's anything, please let me know", I said to her and I left.
*In Mabel's room*
The psychiatrist was done with her. He said she just had to recover her memories.
I say by her and observed her for a moment.
"Who was with her the most for the past 6 weeks?" I asked.
"Me", a young lady said. She looked exactly like Mabel and with what I heard from Oscar, I could tell that was Monica.
"Okay, can the rest of you please excuse us" I said to her parents and they left.
"What's your name please?" I asked her although I knew her name.
"Monica", she said.
"Okay, can you remember anything emotional you both spoke about during the period of that time", I asked.
"Mmm, I'm not sure we've had an emotional talk", she said.
"Not about Oscar?" I asked and she felt uneasy.
"Mmm, no".
"Not about the fake pregnancy?"
"How did you know that? It's personal".
"Oscar's my patient so I know. You better start talking to your sister about what happened that day and how she felt, if you want her to recover her lost memory faster", I said to her with annoyance clearly in my tone.
She glared at me and began speaking to get sister.
I couldn't stand listening to her remind her sister of what she did, so I decided to leave.
"When she remembers anything, please let the nurse know, so that she can call me",I said to her and I went back to Oscar's room.
He was still asleep. So, I left.
After some hours, I went back to his room.
He was awake but his mum wasn't there. Monica was there.
"What are you doing here?" I asked angrily and she ignored me.
"Young lady, I suggest you leave now or I'll let security throw you out", I said to her.
"What's with you this lady. Are you his psychologist or mistress?" She asked and I got angry and slapped her.
"I won't let you disrespect me like that", I said to her.
"I'm so going to sue this stupid hospital",she yelled and she stormed out.
"Is that what you were sealing with?" I asked Oscar and he laughed.
We talked for a while and I left to office to pack up and close for the day.
I passed by Oscar's room before leaving and his mom was there. So I left.
*Oscar's POV*
I was in the hospital bed when Monica and Mabel's parents stormed my room.
"Mabel is gone", Monica said.
"What do you mean gone", I asked
"She's no where to be found", they said and I panicked.
I knew Mabel so well. If she has gained back her memory, then she's off to hurt herself.
Oh God😑😑😑😑
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