The Lost Lover Chapter 1

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The rain was slashing against the front window, the wind screen wipers kept slashing back and forth. The storm was getting worse yet I kept driving, I knew if I stopped I'd go back to him, and yet I just couldn't do that. Mickey would be found by Jessy anytime, it broke my heart to leave my son but I just had to, the tears came streaming down my cheeks, burning a path down my face then I heard the buzz of my mobile and quickly grabbed it, flipped it open and answered.

"Hello?" I said and swiped my eyes dry.
"Lilly, where are you?" It was Jessy. I could tell by his deep voice and smooth silky tone "Lilly!" He sounded impatient to talk to me, and that alone told me he was worried and angry at me for leaving him with our son.
"I'm driving down the M4." The car sped up a notch,
"Look Lilly come home," I heard a loud shriek then the click of a door close. My heart tore in two. "I need you Lilly so please come home, Mickey and I need you!"
"I-I can't, we need some space and you don't need me, you just want my unborn baby!" I shouted down the phone in anger as the tears came to my eyes again.
"NO! Damn it Lilly I love you and Mickey, look I'll come and get you—"the car swerved and I shouted a few choice curses "Lilly are you ok?" Jessy asked in a softer tone.
"I'm fine, look I'll come home to talk but then I'm leaving with Mickey!"
"Fine, just be careful you've got our baby there and take it slow on those roads ok."
  Half an hour later Jessy was opening the door to two police officers, who had grim faces. He placed Mickey in his cote thanking the gods he'd finally dropped off to sleep.
"What can I do for you officers?" he asked cheerfully
"Sir are you the husband of a Mrs Lillian Whishlett?" the officer asked Jessy
"Umm, well yes. Why? What's happened?" his pulse rate shot up his arm "Oh god what's happened to her?" he thought to himself.
"Mrs Whishlett was in a car accident about an hours drive from here, she was taken straight to the A and E department of the smaller hospital in Cardiff. We were told to come and collect you and her son as she has been calling out your name in her sleep."
Several minutes later Jessy was sitting by the sleeping form of his wife, watching her take deep breaths in her sleep then she whispered his name and her eyelids fluttered.
"Lilly? It's ok hunnie I'm here, I'm right here." He stroked away a stray lock of hair and kissed her forehead, Mickey started to cry and so he quickly cuddled him close and spoke calmly to him. "There, there my boy calm down now."
Lilly woke up and saw her son cradled in the arms of a large muscle built man with long brown hair that was around his shoulders, he had the brightest blue eyes she had ever seen, there was something familiar about him but she just couldn't figure out what it was.
"Who are you?" she asked him, expecting him to be a doctor or nurse. He looked confused for a minute but then he placed Mickey into the carry cot, where he gurgled quiet happily then came to sit facing her in the chair close to her bed.
"I'm your husband Lilly! Look at you rings they are engraved with our names and the date of our marriage." She looked at her ring then asked for his, he took his ring off then leaned close to her. "See Lilly? And this is our son Mickey, and—"he placed his hand over her swollen stomach "This is our unborn baby." He pulled back and left her to think. He stayed with her watching her trying to remember then as if exhausted she fell back asleep.
A few days later Jessy took Lilly home when she was ready. "She hit her head badly and has lost her memory but it should return in due time, if you have any questions you know where to find me ok." The doctor had told him when he was picking Lilly up.