Mr Gym Instructor - S01 E20

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Mr Gym Instructor - S01 E20

Read Story: SEASON 1 EPISODE 20

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“Careful.” I said, holding Harry’s hand as we walked gently into the bedroom.

Scott followed behind carrying Bink.

Two days after the reconstructing surgery, the doctor allowed him go home, though his hands and legs were still covered up with bandage cos of horrible burns there.

It broke my heart.. so much…. It broke my heart to see my cute handsome Harry burned so badly.

I made him sit on the bed and stepped back at the hostile gaze in his eyes.

I turned around and collected Bink from Scott who had began to doze.

I made him rest his head and my shoulder while patting him at the back.”Are you feeling any pain?” Scott asked, coming nearer.

” I’m fine. Just leave already.” He said rudely, glaring hard at Scott.

Scott shrugged and gave me a friendly blow on the shoulder. “Be strong.” He said and left.

I was now left alone with my new husband. I was suddenly at lost of what to do. Everything about him had changed.

His body… too. When I held his hand minutes ago, I suspected how long and hard his nails had become.

It wasn’t that way before the accident.

Harry’s fingers had always been low and soft.

What happened? Is it the fire? I asked myself with getting an answer.

“I will get you something to eat.” I said and started walking out but he stopped me with a cough.

” Your name. ” He snapped.

I looked around amazed. Even my name? “Betty.” I responded stiffly.

I expected him to ask for the baby’s name too but he didn’t.

He only waved me off and I walked angrily out of the room.

I put Bink to sleep and ended up at the kitchen, unable to do anything.

I was thinking seriously on what to do about Harry.. how to make him regain hid memory fast.

The doctor had said it would take about six to seven months.

God…who can wait that long? No!

I have to do something… anything to make him recover real quick.

The doctor had said I should constantly take him to places he had loved before the accident.

He told me to repeat most past occurrence in front of him.

Anything that might trigger something into his blocked head..

I remembered our crazy days as crazy couples. I knew they were days unforgettable to Harry.

I smiled. Maybe I should start from there.

Going back to the days when I was a crazy wife….

MARK

I looked at myself in the mirror when she left.

It still baffled me to see someone else’s face when I stare into the mirror.

But it was for good and I’m damn so ready to explore this face.

I looked at my bandaged hands and touched it a bit. It still hurts like hell.

I removed my t-shirt and glared down at my chest.

The burns were still very much noticable even after the surgery.

Those doctors are just fake!

I looked around the beautiful room and moved to the wardrobe.

I threw it open and winced.

Countless suites and assorted clothing filled the whole space.

The shoe section was loud too

I licked my lips. This is really good.

I laughed to myself and stopped to think about the bastards after him.

Arietta’s rogue of a father and his policemen and gangs. How will they ever find me with this life?

I laughed again and the door opened at that moment.

I turned around to see.. what was her name again, coming into the room.

I stared at her as she approached. She’s so beautiful and full.

Hmm… Who ever this Harry is, was such a lucky man.

Now,I own everything here?, Interesting!!

“And where is my food?” I asked rudely. I remembered all what the doctor said, that I could turn out to lose my memory and turnout to be rude too.

But the smirk I saw on her face sent shivers down my spine.

I really don’t know this woman. Even if she’s a tough one….I’m equal to the task.

“Oh,not too fast Harry. Let’s take a stroll down the kitchen. I’ve got to show you something.” She said.

I narrowed my eyes at her and followed her anyway.

We got to the kitchen and she turned around to face the wall. “Look over here. That’s the cooking roster. It’s your turn today to make dinner.” She said Tomy amazement.

What the hell! I don’t think this Harry of a guy is lucky after all!

A wife who keeps a cooking roster for her husband?

“Excuse me?” I croaked.

She smirked again. “You heard me. It’s your turn to make dinner.”

I was shocked beyond words. This woman is crazy.

HARRY

I’m gonna pull the trigger if you don’t move!!

Move it!! Come on….I’m not joking here. Move the car!!

Tyres screeched and there were loud screams… Then a loud splash in the big water underneath the bridge… Then there was an explosion.

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The early morning sun pierced into the blinds making me open my eyes immediately.

I jerked up from sleep with a headache.

It’s the dream again.

A blind dream. All I could hear were the voices but I couldn’t see the people in my dream. Whatever does that mean?

It was a dream concerning a fatal accident.

Who owns the threatening voice and who was being threatened?

I was so confused. I knew there was something wrong with me but I couldn’t place it at the moment.

I stood up and looked out the window. I saw Layla, happily watering the garden.

I looked harder at her again.

My wife.

But I didn’t feel like it.

I had no feelings for her at all and yet she’s my wife.

Maybe I should focus on what’s happening around me instead of thinking about the nightmares.

I walked out of the room and headed downstairs. Two of the maids greeted me and took me out to meet Layla.

She looked so happy on seeing me.

“I’m dressed for the gym. Mind going with me? Some exercise will help you get more stronger you know.” She said and I smiled.

” Sure.” I replied.

She took me back into the room and made me dress smartly in matching pull over and joggers.

We headed out of the house into the car. “I will drive.” Layla offered.

I nodded, staring at the steering wheel.

The voices in my dream screamed into my head and I groaned while placing my hands on my both ears.

“Are you okay?” Layla whispered and I nodded.

We got to the gym after few minutes drive.

Layla and I came down from the car and headed towards the gym entrance.

Once I got into the gym,my eyes became wider at what I saw..

The gym equipments… people observing their exercise.

I felt so strange.. staring at them.

Why do I have this feeling I belonged there at the gym?

I had a very strange feeling that almost made me sick.. standing there and staring at everything.

Layla pulled my hand. “Come on.” She whispered and smiled as she pulled me along.

My eyes landed on a man instructing some of the people exercising.

I stopped and continued looking at the man.

At a point… I could see myself in him… doing exactly what he was doing!

Why this feeling? What’s happening!!

Harry is close to remembering who he is!