[Pooka and Damon der Nacht]

[Pooka.]

Haley half smiled at the intricate little glass kitten that Kyle offered to her. Her smiled soon faded though as she realized that tomorrow she wouldn't know why it was with her, and she wouldn't have any idea from who. "Thank you, Kyle." Haley said to him, her tone full of despair as she tried thinking of a way to turn her diagnosis around. "Kyle, I don't want to be holding you back with me. Just because I've lost any new memories forever, doesn't mean you have to stick through it with me. When I'm 80 years old I'll still be doing the same thing. I'll have an everyday routine, and I won't even know the difference until I look in the mirror." She mumbled sadly as she looked up at him, unsure if she had said the same thing or something similar to that to him before.

Haley was saddened by her own words. She pictured herself 80 years from now, wondering why her best friend was suddenly gone, and why her body was aged and older. Haley's thoughts and words were ones she had almost every single day she woke up now. The same, never going to get married because she wouldn't remember her husband the next day, never going to have kids because she'd wake up with a belly bigger than the day before and not know how or why it had happened, not knowing the names or ages of her own kids if she even made it that far with somebody. Her life almost didn't exist to her every day after she found out the fatal truth of the accident. Haley sighed and looked to the ceiling again, putting her hands on her face as tears came from her eyes again.

[Quitting..CS]

"No, Haley," Kyle retorted stubbornly. "You are my best friend and I'll stick by your side even if you don't recover, and I will remind you every day of how I'm there. We've been friends forever and I'm not going to leave, and not when you're eighty years old or whatever, because I'm sticking close with you." His bright green eyes burned as he looked at Haley, folding his arms over his chest with no notion of caving in. I couldn't leave her for the world. Her mom couldn't handle taking care of her all by herself and she is my best friend. That's all the reasoning that I have and I don't care what anyone thinks of that. "Your every day routine may be the same and you may not remember what happened the other day, but I don't care."

He knew he way acting like a child, and he was being overly stubborn with this, but he just couldn't stress how much he cared for her without sounding too much like a six year old or being overly immature. What are the lengths that I am going to be willing to go to as to stay with her? She didn't deserve to this, so I hope that I'll be able to stay until the ends of the world, and I hope I can drop off with her. Kyle instinctively knew that his reasoning was rather inaccurate and he thought that some day he would find things to do with his life. He was already twenty-two and most guys his age would be out at parties or checking out girls. It was sick, and he didn't ever want to be like that.

[Pooka.]

Haley moved her hands, revealing new tears on her face now. She sighed, and looked at Kyle again, seeing how his emerald eyes seemed to blaze. "I'm sorry, I just wanted to give you the opportunity to get out of this if I already hadn't. Which, I don't know if I have told you that or something similar to that yet." She said softly, looking away from him as she saw her mother and the nurses get up to let the two be alone for a few minutes. Haley rubbed her eyes and looked at Kyle again, glad that he said he'd stay with her. She wondered in her head about what kept Kyle going and what kept him here with her besides them being absolute best friends, little did she know of his well hidden crush on her.

"Kyle, my life has already ended. No more college plans, no wedding ever, no husband ever, no kids, no more life struggles...I feel like everything is going to be done for me for the rest of my life. Like I'm a beetle on my back." She said with a small laugh at the end as she watched him. Haley knew she had probably been told of her accident everyday since it happened, and she wanted to at least try to get over it in a quicker way than before.

[Quitting..CS]

"Haley, your life hasn't ended, you still have a lot to live. You're young and pretty, and no one would care that you have amnesia. And, in honesty, I even like you a bit." Kyle admitted, in guilt and knowing that she wouldn't remember what he had said the next day. But his affections weren't going to sit there and be bottled up as if they weren't needed, and he was too impatient to wait anymore with this, with things haunting him that waited to be expressed, slinking in the shadows as he neglected them without a second thought to them. Now he could tell the truth, and he felt that a little weight had been lifted off of his chest.

Kyle thought about the new addition to his thought, the guilt of telling her something that she wouldn't remember until he had the guts to remind her again. It wasn't very fair to do this, but he couldn't really help it. Just something that he let out at last that couldn't stand being stuffed into a bag any longer.

[Pooka.]

Haley sighed as she was about to reply when her mind registered all of what he said. She didn't let her facial expression change at all as she studied his face for a moment. Haley looked away, in thought about what he said, already knowing that she'd probably forget by the next morning. She was a little at loss of words, knowing that she currently only felt and cared for him as a very good and best friend. Haley then smiled a bit, not wanting to make him feel awkward if she had just said nothing or if she told him that she didn't feel the same way at the moment.

"Well..." Haley began, glancing back up at him, the small kind smile still on her face. "I...I appreciate what you said, Kyle. It means a lot to me considering you are my best friend." She then continued, and reached out, putting a hand on his arm. Haley looked away again for a moment, rubbing his arm with her thumb a bit. She was zoning out into thought and she shook her head a bit as she came out of it. Haley took her hand away, trying not to think to much about what he said, and tried to focus on the day ahead of her. She began wondering if a doctor would come in at all and give her any information since it was still the 'first' day of being injured and amnesiac for her.

[Quitting..CS]

"Well, it's nothing, really." Kyle replied, a warm smile on his face as he looked at Haley. "It's just something that I've wanted to ay for a while. You know... Before." He couldn't bring himself to say it as he knew that she would get upset if he talked about the accident. If I think about it, maybe we could help her not forget... But how? Kyle pondered for a moment, then the lightbulb in his brain lit up and his eyes grew bright as he looked at the girl. "I have an idea, Haley! It just might help you with your amnesia."

He knelt down beside the hospital bed, careful not to rock it and perhaps jar her ribs in any way. "Maybe we could write down what happened on that day on a piece of paper or something, and you could read the list every day as we add more stuff to the previous." Kyle excitedly burst, a grin on his face. "I think that my idea could help you out when you wake up." Since he'd already told her that he liked her, why tell her again the next day? He probably wouldn't have the guts to again for another couple months even though he knew that she'd forget it anyway. The grin didn't leave his face.

[Pooka.]

Haley watched Kyle again, thinking about the idea he had so quickly come up with. And if we do this, I will eventually be reading a book. I'll have no time to do anything else any other day after so many years.... Haley thought in her head with a sigh. "That list would end up being huge after a year or two. I'd be spending most of the day reading rather than actually doing anything at some point." She said to him quietly and looked away with another sigh. She felt bad for thinking ahead so far and for not thinking anything good of the idea, but she knew it'd turn out that way.

She looked back to Kyle, now suddenly noticing the big grin on his face. "I'm willing to try though." Haley said to him then, smiling up at him. "I don't think just normal paper or sticky notes or anything will work, maybe a journal-type thing? I used to have one about a year ago, I just never told you about it. I should still be used to looking at it everyday since it'd be like I always had it, there will just be the same old things that I'd consider 'new' in it everyday." Haley then continued and smiled again at her friend. She sighed and glanced away for a moment before looking back to him. Haley began thinking of possible signs that could have told her before the accident that Kyle liked her, but she was unable to find any. Guess he kept the feelings like that hidden well...I'll have a journal here and a journal hidden again. Maybe just to personally let myself know how I feel about him and if any feelings of more than a best friend begin to form. I just hope our friendship isn't ruined by this new ordeal... Haley thought in her head, still pondering the different ideas of everything.

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