IT WILL RAIN

[thegreatprussia]

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Sapphires POV:
I hear noises.
Words I do not understand, voices I only remember faintly. I try to move my hand and find a searing pain in my back. Is it safe to open my eyes? I slowly do, and see a nurse looking down on me, along with a vaguely familiar young man.
Where am I? What is happening? Who.. Who am I?
I hear the nurse talking to me. What is she saying? Slowly her face comes into focus, and then her voice too.
"It's ok, Sapphire, it's ok. You're going to be ok. Can you see me? It's ok."
I'm so confused. What is that big thing in front of me? Why is it moving? It takes me a while until I understand that it's a part of me. That's me, moving in time to my breathing. Then why am I so huge?
"Sapphire? Are you allright? You've suffered from brain trauma, and may have some temporary damage. Are you ok? Don't worry, the baby's fine. The question is, are you?"
The baby? What? Who's baby?
Is that what my big stomach is for? And am I Sapphire? Someone needs to explain what's happening to me. I'm freezing, and I'm confused, and I want to know why that guy is so sad.
And why is he grabbing his crotch?

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THE DOCTOR'S POV

"Well, there's no more testing to be done."
He looked up. "Really? Did you get the results?"
I took a deep breath. "Yes."
"What are they? What are they?" He got up and walked towards me. He was really concerned.
"Why don't we go into my office," I replied. You might want to be sitting down when you hear what I'm about to say, I added silently.
We both sat down in silence. The awkwardness continued for a few minutes.
"So what did they say?" he asked.
"Well.... there was some... significant trauma to the brain. She has something called retrograde amnesia. She may not remember any of her life before the accident. It's... it's pretty severe. She may not ever regain memory." This is always the hardest part and I genuinely feel sorry for this poor boy. Her boyfriend, or perhaps even fiancé. Not that I haven't seen this before.
"What? No. She remembers me. She HAS to. I'm her child's father! I'm the reason she's here!"
"Another reason she may not remember you. She doesn't want to."
"No, no. You're all wrong. I never ever tried to hurt her. She's too beautiful for that. I love her."
"I'm sure you do, but nonetheless, she may not ever remember you."
"You... you are talking some $@!T right now."
"Sir, I'm going to have to ask you to leave." I loved my job, but these over-zealous lovers sometimes took it right out of me.

[seasoned]

Very Cool and mysterious !!

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STORM's POV

Back at home, it's so silent and eerie. Now she's gone, I don't know what to do. Because I was so blind and stupid, I didn't realize I loved her until it was too late.
She looks so HOT, even with amnesia, while pregnant, and in bed. She woke up today, after a two-week coma. I also learned the baby will be fine, and that she'll be ok, but she won't remember anything. Not even me.
"And how does that make you feel?"
"What? Oh," I said, startled. I had forgotten I was speaking out loud. This counsellor was good.
"Well, I guess... I just miss her. She was only one who loved me unconditionally. I treated her like..."
"No, Storm, remember. We're trying NOT to swear, right?"
"I wasnt going to F*****g say anything! I mean, I wasn't going to say anything. It's just..." I'm going to break down. I need to calm down.
"Shhhh.... Storm. Storm, it's going to be ok. Think about something you like. Tell me... tell me about when you first met."
When we first met? Alright, I can do that. I remember it so clearly...

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STORM's FLASHBACK

We were at school one day playing Hide-and-Seek. I burst into a bush to hide and stopped short when I saw a little girl, about Grade 2, hiding there too. She was drawing something I couldn't see. She looked up at me and the first thing I noticed were her eyes. Stunningly blue-green and so big.
"Hello, Storm," she said.
"H-how do you know my name?" I asked.
"I live in the flat below you," she replied.
"Well, it's not fair that you know my name and I don't know yours." That was the ladies man coming out in me. I was a player even back then. She got up and I saw how short she was.
"I'm Sapphire, or Saffy, and I'm 7 years old."
"And I'm Storm, as you know. And I'm 11 years old."
"Are you in Grade 4?"
"Yeah. I missed a year when my mum died and my dad left."
"Oh. I was home schooled. That's when you go to school at home. That's why I'm in Grade 2."
"Oh."
That was our first ever conversation, which was rudely interrupted when the other boys found me.
"Hey Storm, what are you doing with a little Grade 2?"
"Yeah Storm"
"Do you like her?"
"Yeah, do you, like, like like her?"
"No way dudes. She was in my spot. Screw off, kid," I replied to their taunts. She did, but not before I saw the hurt in her eyes. I treated her like dirt even back then.
That night, I saw her walk home holding hands with her grandmother. She was watching me with her big blue eyes. I was walking with my uniform all scruffy, home alone, hands in my pockets. She looked away the second I made eye contact, but I think I knew what she was thinking. And later I found out that I was right.

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THE COUNSELLOR's POV

I was starting to get a idea. The leaves were just beginning to sprout in my head. Listening to him talking... it was like watching it in my head. And if i felt it, why couldn't she?
"That's a lovely story."
He looked up, startled. He kept forgetting I was here. Lost in his own little world.
"Thank you," he replied.
"I have an idea. Why don't you tell her that?"
"Tell who? Saffy? No, I don't think so."
"Why not? I'm sure it's good for her. You never know, that could be her trigger."
"Her trigger? What? No, her trigger is when I rub her shoulders. She loves that."
"I'm not talking about your... love life. i'm talking about her amnesia. She may have a trigger story, word, song, touch... it can be anything. Smell, taste, touch, sight or sound. It's called a trigger because it triggers all kinds of memories. There wasn't enough memory loss for her to be permanately lost. She may come around. So here's my idea. Talk to her. Tell her stories, one after each counselling session. That's your homework, to tell her the story about when you first met. Ok?"
"So we're done?" he asked.
"Yes we're done."
"Can I go tell her now?"
"Any excuse to go see her, huh?" He nodded, looking more animated than I've ever seen him. "Alright, off you go."
"Oh, thank you thank you thank you! See you next week!" And off he went, tearing out the door.

[seasoned]

Awesome !!

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SAPPHIRE's LIST

Here is a list if what I know:
1. My name is Sapphire Greenfield
2. I am 17 years old
3. I have something called Amnesia
4. I am going to have a baby in April
5. Right now it is January
6. The guy who keeps talking to me is Storm Semtry
7. He was, or is, my boyfriend
8. He is probably the Baby's father
9. I met him when I was 7 and he was 11
10. I had skipped a year at school
11. He had failed a year because he went to Scotland to live with his grandma
12. That's why he has an accent
13. I don't remember anything
14. I have lost some of the capability to speak
15. I don't remember all of my words, so I can't form sentences outside of my head
16. Every single item on this list could be false.

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SAPPHIRE's POV

How would I know? How would I know what is true and what is false? I don't remember anything. That part, at least, is true.
No matter what, though, "Storm" is pretty sexy. But he keeps feeling his crotch and telling me I'm beautiful and he loves me. He was just telling me about when we first met. Apparently I was hiding in a bush. I don't remember what a bush is. And, well, it's all very confusing and I don't know what to think. I wish this guy would stop. I know he loves me and all, but...
What?!? What did he just say?
"Saffy, I need you to know that I am so sorry. Like really. All I want to do right now is bang you, but I can't, and it's driving me insane. Did you like the story? I'll tell you another. Seriously, Saffy, look me in the eye! I need to know how you feel right now. Dammit, Saffy!" And suddenly he was crying. I knew enough that crying means you are sad - heck, I've done it enough over the past two days I felt as if I'd already made up for a lifetime of forgotten tears. So when he spoke next, I decided to obey.
"Please, Saffy. Sapphire. Just... I know you can't talk, but can you at least, try to tell me what you are going through."
How? I asked silently. How?
"Let me at least see your beautiful, beautiful eyes. "

[thegreatprussia]

Is anyone other than seasoned reading this? Because I like writing it so I hope some people enjoy reading it.

[Minja]

Is anyone other than seasoned reading this? Because I like writing it so I hope some people enjoy reading it.

I just read both Colours and this, you're very talented I really enjoyed reading this, do you plan on finishing? My computer has a temporary bug, I can't see how long ago was the last part (or any part) posted...

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STORM's POV

What a giant shock I was in for.
Her eyes - her beautiful, beautiful eyes - were empty. There was no sparkle, no flame, no feeling. She was just - there. That's when I knew something was pretty wrong.
I remember how when she was happy, there was this little sparkle in her eyes I loved to see that first thing in the morning when we met for school. She'd had a little spark that went off just for a second, then faded into a pretty flush.
I remember whenever she was angry, like the first time we kissed, her eyes looked like they were on fire. Saf-fire, I guess, because her eyes were blue.
I remember when she was sad, she reminded me of an icicle. A beautiful icicle, slowly melting. I swear her years were made of diamonds or something. Every time she cried, she... Shined.
And I remember when we made love, she has this distant look in her eyes, like she was in dreamland or something. Or she would get really intense.
Her eyes were always so darn pretty, I couldn't tell which mood I liked her best in. But I could tell you this. It definitely wasn't the one she was in just then.
It was like every emotion she ever knew had been drained from her, leaving only fatigue. I guess I would feel fatigued too, if I has just been in an accident, and now was tying to figure out exactly who he hell I was. To top it off, she was almost 6 months pregnant. I felt so bad for her.
Before the moment that she looked up, all I was thinking about was how much I missed her skin against mine, her lips against mine, her giggles. All I wanted to do was crawl into bed with he and rip her clothes off. After that, i felt so awful that I decided to teach her everything I knew about her.
It would be impossible for her to not remember who she was when I was done with her.