Paralysis
by Ariel Rosen
Hey Maren.
Hi Steve. You haven't been around in a while.
I know, I'm sorry. It's just kind of weird, you know?
Completely. I totally understand. Look, if you don't want to come by anymore...
No, no. I still want to come by. I need to.
You sure?
Yeah. I just feel paralyzed when I see you
Shit, sorry, I didn't mean...
It's okay haha. I'm over the initial shock.
You are? It's only been a couple weeks...
Yeah, but might as well just accept I can't use my legs anymore, right? Nothing's gonna change that.
Maren, I'm so sorry. I wish I could remember what happened.
No you don't. I wouldn't wish that on anyone. It's better not knowing.
I don't mean the accident. I mean...everything else.
Our relationship.
Yeah. I don't remember anything past April.
Things moved fast, I'll tell you that.
I saw the ring on your left hand.
Yeah. Do you want it back?
Of course not, why would I?
Because in your mind, you have no idea who I am. Which is weird because I know everything about you.
We haven't spent much time getting to know each other.
I mean, you've just been trying to figure out what the hell is going on, and I've been stuck in the hospital. Not a whole lotta time to go on dates haha.
Maren, no one has told me anything about the accident.
I know.
I just want to know one thing.
If you were drunk?
Yeah.
You weren't.
Really? Are you just saying that?
I wouldn't lie to you. You were 5 months sober. Going to AA.
I was?
Yup. It was my condition.
Condition?
You had to sober up if you wanted to marry me. And you did.
Wow. I've never stopped drinking for anyone before.
We had something different.
What were we like?
Oh man, we were the best. Everyone loved us. We were those people that were the first up to dance, you know?
But I hate dancing!
Correction: you DID hate dancing. Til you met me. We'd go all the time.
Maybe we could go dancing to jog my memory! The doc was saying that doing stuff I used to do all the time would help me remember.
Steve...
What?
I'm paralyzed from the waist down.
Oh my god, I'm so sorry, I forgot for a sec...
It's okay. I wish we could go dancing. Believe me. Might fix things. For me, anyways.
Fix things?
We weren't in the best place when the accident happened.
Why? Did I do something?
No.
Then what is it?
We were fighting...when you crashed the car...
I crashed the car?
Wait, no one told ANYTHING about what happened?
All I know is that there was an accident and I hit my head. And that we were engaged. That's it.
Maybe I shouldn't say anything.
Why? Please, I need to know. What were we fighting about? Was I drinking again?
I already said you weren't drunk.
Then what was it?
Steve, no one knows what really happened except for me. And I don't want to relive it. I don't want you to relive it.
Whatever it is, I don't remember, so I can't relive it. Please.
I was cheating on you.
...what?
With Marty.
Marty? Like my best friend?
Yes.
Wow. Explains why he was weird when he saw me in the hospital. Does anyone else know?
No.
So why did I crash the car?
You were so angry, said you changed for me.
Apparently I had.
And then you said that we had to be together. Forever.
Wait, are you saying...
I...I did it on purpose?
I mean, I don’t know for sure, but I can only assume so...
Oh my god...
Why didn't you tell the cops?
Because you don't deserve to go to prison.
You can't walk because of me!!!
No, I can't walk because of me. I cheated on you. And you were nothing but good to me.
Maren, come on. That's crazy! I'm crazy!
You're not crazy.
Stop protecting me. You always did that!
Wait what?
Like when you didn't tell me that I ran over your dog? Because I was binge-drinking? You were protecting me from myself, but I needed to see how bad I was.
You remember that? That was in June...
It was? I remember that so clearly...
Maybe your other memories will come back.
You think they will?
Yeah
Well, what do I do if I remember the car crash?
Nothing. I hope you never remember.
But I should turn myself in…
No! You can’t Steve!
Why? I did something horrible to you…
And I did something horrible to you too.
I need to face the consequences, Maren.
Steve, I need you.
I don’t even know you Maren. All I know is that I tried to kill you.
Please!
When I remember, I’m going to turn myself in.
When will that be?
I don’t know.
Will you at least see me one last time?
Why? Why would you want to see me again?
To say goodbye.
I’m so sorry, Maren.
Me too.
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