I don't remember.
folder
1 through F › Days of Our Lives
Rating:
Adult +
Chapters:
1
Views:
1,169
Reviews:
0
Recommended:
0
Currently Reading:
0
Category:
1 through F › Days of Our Lives
Rating:
Adult +
Chapters:
1
Views:
1,169
Reviews:
0
Recommended:
0
Currently Reading:
0
Disclaimer:
I do not own Days of Our Lives, nor any of the characters from it. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.
I don't remember.
You know the drill people Ken Corday, Sony, NBC and Thaao Pengails own Days of our Lives, an Count Tony DiMera, Thaao owns himself along with Tony as far as I'm conserned. The song is owned by John Conlee an his record lable. I'm just using it for effect. Thanks guys! Without Ken, Sony, NBC, Conlee or Thaao I won't be able to write. The plot is mine. I wish Tony or Thaao was as well...
Don't Remember Loving You
Tony sat quitely at his desk, he was in the middle of making a very sereous disision. One that was most dire an important, one that required all of his vast mental effort. He stared at the two objects taking in each little detail. Just as Tony was coming to a dision about it, he was interupted rudely.
"Tony? Could you please come away form there for a moment? You have a visitor."
"I was in the middle of something very emportant, something that will change the world! I must not be disturbed in my quest to make this disision!"
"Well, visting hours, are almost up. You won't be held up more than 30 minutes."
"Alright, then who is it then do I know them?"
"Yes, you do. It's a rather special woman."
"Hum...I don't remember anyone special. But I'll take your word for it."
I don't remember loving you
And I don't recall the things
You say you put me through
You tell me that you've had
The nurse hide her frown, Count Dimera had not been able to remember anything. He was according to the doctor unable to face reality. An had drawn into one of his own making. His doctors were sure he would be able to make a full revcory, but the nurse was not so hopeful. She had seen cases like the Counts for longer than that young punk of a doctor had been alive.
A guilty conscience for so long
You say that you walked out on me
You say you did me wrong
The doctor had been wrong to tell the Count's sister that he could fully recover. The nurse was sure it was just part of the little punks plan to drain off as much money as he could form the DiMeras.
You say you did me wrong
Well I just don't see how
That could be true
What the nurse really hated, was the woman who had come to see the Count. It was the woman who had caused him to be placed here in the first place. The nurse managed to hide her hatred, as she walked the count over to a table that said bitch was sitting at.
Kristen: "Thank you Nurse, you can leave now."
You say you did me wrong
Well I just don't see how
That could be true
Nurse whisphering: "Now, remember Tony. If at anytime you feel uncomforable or anything else just hit the red button on your side of the table. I'll be back for you the moment it get's pushed."
Tony whisphering back: "Alright, sounds like a sold plan....but why are we whisphering, and who's that strange woman who's come to see me?"
The nurse repressed the need to bash the other woman in the head. She had reduced the man the nurse had come to think of as a son. To the mental state of a 5 year old, trapped in the body of a 51 year old man. A man who disvered so much better than what he had been delt.
Kristen: "Tony, I just want to tell you that I'm sorry for everything. I never ment for things to get like this.....I still love you."
Tony: "Well, you seem very sincer. And I thank you for your apoligigzes. However I.."
'Cause I don't remember loving you
Tony: "Don't remember you."
Kristen: "You don't remember me?!"
Tony: "No need to shout. I don't remember you woman."
I don't remember loving you
You might talk to my doctor
He drops by each day at two
I get a funny feeling
Kristen: "How could you not remember me?"
Tony: "Well, you mite want to ask my doctor. Young little punk that he is, he mite be able to help you. From that look in your eyes, I must reminded you of someone. An something in your face kind of gives me butterflies."
When I look into your eyes
There's something in your smile
That gives my stomach butterflies
You must look like someone I once knew
But I don't remember loving you
Kristen: "We were married, engragged for years. We shared so much, how could you not remember me Tony?"
Tony: "Again, like I said before. I don't remember you or loving you."
I don't remember loving you
I heard you mention children
Did you say there's one or two
You say I quit my job
And then I drank myself insane
You say that I ran down the highway
Screaming out your name
Well that's not the sort of thing
That I would do
No I don't remember loving you
Upon hearing this Kristen got up and ran form the room leaving a very confussed Tony. Who just shoke his head, it wasn't his fault the woman was clearly in the wrong. Besides he had a very important decision to get back to making.
As Tony got up to head back to his room, he was greeted by a tall man with short dark brown hair. The man smiled as he held his hand out walking over.
Bart: "Hello, Sir. Your looking very well today."
Tony: "Hello to you too. Do I know you?"
Bart: "Well, at one point you did sir. Your my boss."
Tony: "Really? I was your boss?"
Bart: "Still are sir. I'm here to take you to your villa in southern Austrail. You were head there just before your accident. You really were excitted about it."
Tony: "Hum. I guess that would be nice."
Bart: "Good to hear sir. Let's be heading on off then now."
Tony: "Sounds lovly. I just have to tell that nice nurse, she is rather over protective."
Bart: "No need sir. I talked with her before, your free to go."
Tony: "Alright then, off we go."
Five days latter Bart sat near by in chair watching his Tony. Bart still found it hard to watch the Count in his current mental state. However Bart found that it wasn't nearly as bad, watching Tony while he was in the mental ward.
At least here Tony was free from the eyes of the world. Free to live what was left of his life in peace. Away form that slut.....Bart was happy that he still had no memory of her.
At least Tony was free form her in a small way. Bart watched on as Tony debated which color to use. Would it be purple or would it be blue, decision, decisions. At least now he had all the time in the world.
I don't remember loving you
I absolutely positively
Know that can't be true
But everyone I know here in this place
Is really strange
If you'll hand me my crayons
I'll be glad to take your name
In case I run across that guy you knew
But I don't remember loving you
Don't Remember Loving You
Tony sat quitely at his desk, he was in the middle of making a very sereous disision. One that was most dire an important, one that required all of his vast mental effort. He stared at the two objects taking in each little detail. Just as Tony was coming to a dision about it, he was interupted rudely.
"Tony? Could you please come away form there for a moment? You have a visitor."
"I was in the middle of something very emportant, something that will change the world! I must not be disturbed in my quest to make this disision!"
"Well, visting hours, are almost up. You won't be held up more than 30 minutes."
"Alright, then who is it then do I know them?"
"Yes, you do. It's a rather special woman."
"Hum...I don't remember anyone special. But I'll take your word for it."
I don't remember loving you
And I don't recall the things
You say you put me through
You tell me that you've had
The nurse hide her frown, Count Dimera had not been able to remember anything. He was according to the doctor unable to face reality. An had drawn into one of his own making. His doctors were sure he would be able to make a full revcory, but the nurse was not so hopeful. She had seen cases like the Counts for longer than that young punk of a doctor had been alive.
A guilty conscience for so long
You say that you walked out on me
You say you did me wrong
The doctor had been wrong to tell the Count's sister that he could fully recover. The nurse was sure it was just part of the little punks plan to drain off as much money as he could form the DiMeras.
You say you did me wrong
Well I just don't see how
That could be true
What the nurse really hated, was the woman who had come to see the Count. It was the woman who had caused him to be placed here in the first place. The nurse managed to hide her hatred, as she walked the count over to a table that said bitch was sitting at.
Kristen: "Thank you Nurse, you can leave now."
You say you did me wrong
Well I just don't see how
That could be true
Nurse whisphering: "Now, remember Tony. If at anytime you feel uncomforable or anything else just hit the red button on your side of the table. I'll be back for you the moment it get's pushed."
Tony whisphering back: "Alright, sounds like a sold plan....but why are we whisphering, and who's that strange woman who's come to see me?"
The nurse repressed the need to bash the other woman in the head. She had reduced the man the nurse had come to think of as a son. To the mental state of a 5 year old, trapped in the body of a 51 year old man. A man who disvered so much better than what he had been delt.
Kristen: "Tony, I just want to tell you that I'm sorry for everything. I never ment for things to get like this.....I still love you."
Tony: "Well, you seem very sincer. And I thank you for your apoligigzes. However I.."
'Cause I don't remember loving you
Tony: "Don't remember you."
Kristen: "You don't remember me?!"
Tony: "No need to shout. I don't remember you woman."
I don't remember loving you
You might talk to my doctor
He drops by each day at two
I get a funny feeling
Kristen: "How could you not remember me?"
Tony: "Well, you mite want to ask my doctor. Young little punk that he is, he mite be able to help you. From that look in your eyes, I must reminded you of someone. An something in your face kind of gives me butterflies."
When I look into your eyes
There's something in your smile
That gives my stomach butterflies
You must look like someone I once knew
But I don't remember loving you
Kristen: "We were married, engragged for years. We shared so much, how could you not remember me Tony?"
Tony: "Again, like I said before. I don't remember you or loving you."
I don't remember loving you
I heard you mention children
Did you say there's one or two
You say I quit my job
And then I drank myself insane
You say that I ran down the highway
Screaming out your name
Well that's not the sort of thing
That I would do
No I don't remember loving you
Upon hearing this Kristen got up and ran form the room leaving a very confussed Tony. Who just shoke his head, it wasn't his fault the woman was clearly in the wrong. Besides he had a very important decision to get back to making.
As Tony got up to head back to his room, he was greeted by a tall man with short dark brown hair. The man smiled as he held his hand out walking over.
Bart: "Hello, Sir. Your looking very well today."
Tony: "Hello to you too. Do I know you?"
Bart: "Well, at one point you did sir. Your my boss."
Tony: "Really? I was your boss?"
Bart: "Still are sir. I'm here to take you to your villa in southern Austrail. You were head there just before your accident. You really were excitted about it."
Tony: "Hum. I guess that would be nice."
Bart: "Good to hear sir. Let's be heading on off then now."
Tony: "Sounds lovly. I just have to tell that nice nurse, she is rather over protective."
Bart: "No need sir. I talked with her before, your free to go."
Tony: "Alright then, off we go."
Five days latter Bart sat near by in chair watching his Tony. Bart still found it hard to watch the Count in his current mental state. However Bart found that it wasn't nearly as bad, watching Tony while he was in the mental ward.
At least here Tony was free from the eyes of the world. Free to live what was left of his life in peace. Away form that slut.....Bart was happy that he still had no memory of her.
At least Tony was free form her in a small way. Bart watched on as Tony debated which color to use. Would it be purple or would it be blue, decision, decisions. At least now he had all the time in the world.
I don't remember loving you
I absolutely positively
Know that can't be true
But everyone I know here in this place
Is really strange
If you'll hand me my crayons
I'll be glad to take your name
In case I run across that guy you knew
But I don't remember loving you