But what had prompted the combat was unknown to me. The fight was stooped and those who stimulated it were tossed out of the bar, whereas the point was tidied up and the activities continued.

I went on with my job, waiting for my rounds to be over for me to return home and sleep the following day.

which was to go see the victim I had left in the hospital.

It was closing time, so we needed to gather the bottles and glasses from the tables to clean up the bar before taking off. Dick was careful not to have left the crates empty, in order not to make mistakes when counting the bottles and eventually the shortages.

I finished my work and left for the lounge to have a change of clothes and to get my pieces of stuff back home.

I could hear the sound of someone sobbing but I couldn't see anyone. When I looked beside the door I saw Bright crying bitterly and I asked her, Bright, what's the matter?

"It's nothing Eve, I am fine". Bright confessed sadly.

"No you are not, look at you all soaked in tears dear tell me, what's wrong?" I inquired comforting her.

"I said I am fine just get the hell out of here, I don't need your help". she shouted at me.

I was all confused and was wondering what she might be going through that made her pour out her anger and frustration on me. So I left her as she had demanded and headed straight for the door when I heard a voice from behind which said: " I am sorry Eve, I didn't mean to sound like a bitch". That was bright apologizing.

"i went up to her, and said " you don't need to apologize, I might not know what you are going through, but I can see from your eyes that you are in a painful situation. And if you need anyone to talk to, just know I am here okay?.

"Thank you colleague". she mumbled.

I went to the bar and said goodbye to the rest of my colleagues and I left for my apartment. Anna asked me to wait for her so that we could walk together and probably get a cab to go home.

I was in my apartment and all I wanted to was to sleep and forget my worries.

It was dawn, the brightness from the rays Of the morning sun filled my room, and the noise from my alarm by the side of my bed woke me up. It was a bright new morning and I needed to. wake up and they my room before going to the hospital.

I was grateful for seeing another beautiful day, despite the tough moments I had been going through lately. I heard my doorbell ring and I went to get the door. My neighbor was holding some flowers in his hands as he smiled at me.

"Come in". I told John.

"Thank you. How are you doing this morning pretty Eve?" He muttered.

"I am fine and what about you, how was your night?". I inquired while I wanted to, what the flowers are for?

"They are for the most gorgeous lady in the neighborhood", he said as he handed the flowers to me.

"Thank you, I love them and they smell pleasant",I am flattered John. I whimpered.

I put them in a clean vase of water and arrange them on the table. while we were exchanging pleasantries, I asked if he could sit and have breakfast with m which he accepted.

John was a plumber with very outstanding, extraordinary skills, and his services were highly recommended by everyone in our neighborhood.

Breakfast was served and we are together. when we were done, I got up to clear up the table but he held my hand and said he was to do it.

"Eve let me do it besides I am not a stranger in your house so relax while I take everything to the kitchen". he mumbled.

"No John you are my guest this morning so I can't let you clear the table". I grumbled.

But John insisted so I had no other choice but to let him do it. After carrying the messy plates in the sink, he came back and we sat down to talk about it before I could leave for the hospital.

"How are things at your job site, hope you are coping", he asked.

"yes John I am and my colleagues are good people and there's this agreement and solidarity amongst us that I like extremely with a broad smile on my face". I enunciated.

I understood clearly why he was concerned. I was employed to work at the pub, not too long ago and when I began working there, things weren't as easy as they are now. The difference in working hours, the late nights, the hostility from my colleagues at work not forgetting the unpleasant behaviors of the consumers who came to drink at the pub.

It was so difficult and frustrating that I almost felt like backing out at some point, but I had friends like Melly and John, who were constantly there to listen and to assist me at every phase of the process.

I use to work in a drink processing company before, I was an excellent employee and diligent worker that everyone loved me at my place of work.

But I was framed by my wicked boss who got angry at me for turning down his sexual advances countless numbers of times.

To cut the lengthy tale brief, I was fired from my place of work with terrible information on my sack letter. Making any company that I applied to not employ me.

I realized John was moving towards me further and further and I could not resist the temptation that was about to take place at that particular moment.

I could feel his breath on my skin as he used his hand to take my hairs from my face making way for me to feel his breath stronger on me. she looked at me passionately and whispered in my ears, " do you feel the rhythm of my heartbeat".

I couldn't answer because I was already caught up in the moment of his amour and the sight of his pink thin lips kissing my face down to my neck. He rolled his tongue down my neck. With the help of his right hand, he laid me comfortably on the sofa and I could smell his deodorant closer.

He looked at me in the eyes and kissed me tenderly while his hands made way to unbutton my shirt.

I could not give an account of what was happening, but all I could ask him was," John, do you admire me?" and he replied, " Eve I have always loved you right from the instant I saw you, but I was scared to tell you because I thought to myself that you might not feel the same way I feel for you".

At that moment, I realized that I wasn't the only one crushing on him, but he was crushing on me too. I was glad he felt the same way I felt for him and all I wanted was to enjoy the moment and get lost in the warmness of his arms.

He took off my shirt and with his other hand, he touched my nipple and sucked my breast. I was already in a different dimension with all of my problems vanishing from my mind. He kissed me over and over again and I could feel his hard dick touching my thighs from his trouser.

The moment was getting intense when my phone started to ring. I insisted on enjoying the moment, but the caller was a very persistent one. I had to ask him to excuse me so that I could talk to my phone and get the call. It was an unidentified number so I picked it up and it was from the hospital, where the man was receiving treatment.

I heard a ladies voice which greeted me calmly;

"Good day ma'am, are you Ms. Eve?", the caller inquiries.

"yes please to whom am I speaking, please?" I raised a question.

"i am Ms. Bridget a nurse at the Brisard hospital. I am calling on behalf of the patient in ward 5 as the patient just regained consciousness and you are expected here at the hospital ma'am". The lady asserted.

upon hearing this information, I was filled with so much happiness that I shouted in a loud voice...

" really nurse?", I asked again like someone who had hearing problems and wished to verify if I had heard the lady over the phone.

"yes Ms., he is awake". she mumbled.

"thank you very much i will be heading to the hospital away".

I hung up the phone and was so happy that John couldn't help but notice the happiness on my face so he inquired.

"Eve what is making you so happy, do you mind sharing it with me? he claimed.

" i am happy because, the man I rescued the other day on my way back from work, just woke up after being in a coma for almost 48 hours", I cried out.

"what man are you talking about"? he asked surprised.

That was when I recalled that I didn't explain the situation to him. The only person who knows of this is Melissa.

"I am sorry I forgot to tell you. I helped a man the other night while returning from work and he was badly beaten with some broken parts and I had to rush him to the hospital". I narrated.

The nurse called me to say he has finally woke up after being in a comatose state for some days so I want to shower and go to the hospital to see him.

John offered to take me to the hospital and I accepted so I went in and took a shower so that we could leave for the hospital as soon as possible.

We finally got it to the hospital, and I went to the desk at the reception and asked to see the doctor and I was granted the person to go see him.

I left for the doctor's office with John. It was the first doctor who was in charge of the man's case.

"how are you today Ms. Evelyn?, the doctored questioned.

" I am a fine doctor and how is the patient doing?. I received a call that he is now awake, can I see him? I blurted.

"yea he is awake and you can see him. But there is a problem" he added.

"A problem you say? what is the problem doctor?" I muttered.

" The patient must have had several bangs on his head which has resulted in the patient's inability to remember anyone or anything involved in his attack", he said.

" I don't understand" I whispered sadly.

"The patient is undergoing memory loss called (Anterograde amnesia) which is caused by brain trauma and a result causes him to forget about vital information including his name." the doctor announced.

I couldn't believe my ears, that was a more complicated situation to handle because if he doesn't remember anyone it anything, how do we identify where he's coming from or who his attackers are?

"As soon as he is stable i will have to scan his head to find out, if his brain was damaged or if he has particles of a blood clot in his brain". he explained.

" What if he has any of those you just mentioned?", And I asked.

"Therefore, the need to carry out brain surgery on his head to evacuate the clotted blood in his brain will be an inevitable thing to do". He augmented.

And I asked, how long he was going to suffer from the memory loss he was having. And the doctor explained toe that there was Long and short-term memory loss. so it will depend on the patient's capacity to heal faster.

I left to the man's ward to see him and eventually talk to him. When I entered the room with John, I could see him on his bed with his eyes open staring at the wall. I am sure he was asking himself numerous questions as to what was happening to him, without any possible answers to them.

I walked up to him and immediately he saw me he asked in a frantic voice;

"Who are you?" The patient solicited.

"I am Evelyn but my friends call me Eve. how are your wounds healing?" I asked him?

"I can not remember who you are. Are we friends?" he asked calmly.

"yes we are and i was the person who brought you to the hospital after seeing you lying by the road all bruised and unconscious", i said.

Then he turned and looked at John and u immediately said to him, this is John my friend he is here to check up on you too so you don't have to be afraid. I asked John to say hi to my friend.

'Hi Eve's friend, i hope you are feeling better now?" he asked as he reaches out to touch his shoulder.

But to my amazement he screamed, don't touch me. leave me alone. Instantly, he started holding his head wailing in pain so I had to go call the doctor because I panicked. The doctor asked John and me to step out for a moment so I and John left the room.

At the doctor's office, he explained to us that such cases are related to especially when the patient thinks or if the patient remembers something. the doctor further explained that, that such incidents are accompanied by frequent headaches, night fevers, and emotional stress. But he will be fine with time all he requires is a lot of rest and love from his entourage.

I asked the doctor what the hospital ordinance was so far and how much it was to cost if the scan showed that there is a blood clot in his brain that will require surgery.

the doctor said I will get it at the ordinance from the desk at the reception. I left the office with John to the reception. I felt so depressed at the situation at hand and all I could hope for was for better days and solutions.

The nurse was scrolling through the computer, to sort out the ordinance to give me while I was standing there like a child that had just received horrific news and that life depends on.

The ordnance was out and she printed it out and handed it over to me, still in my puzzled state, I didn't notice she was giving me the ordinance. John saw the trauma I was going through, he decided to take it saying ( thank you Ms) and he took me out of the hospital so that we could get home.

On our way back home, I didn't utter a word to john. I was just misplaced in my world of thoughts on what was going to be the fate of the man when he eventually gets discharged. Where will he stay and who will take care of him now that he has lost his memory.

All these were questions I had no explanations for yet and I didn't know how I was to get them either way. I turned and looked at John who had been looking at me in my distress and smiled. I had to get home to check on my tips and savings before going to work to get the rest of the money for his discharge and eventual surgery if the need arises.