8: Breathe Me

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by foreverhisa

by foreverhisa

LISA'S POV

I lay down on my bed, still confused about what had happened. I was feeling guilty and sad but at the same time I was angry, it wasn't my fault. I didn't chose this to happen. The sad part is that I don't have anybody, I have no friends or somebody to talk to. I need space, I need peace, I need to find myself. I can't do it here with them. I heard a soft knock on the door and a red head appearing. Dani.

'Hey' She said walking to her bed. I looked at her but didn't replied. 'Are you okay? I mean, after what happened downstairs...' She asked me and I sighed.

'I guess so' I simply replied and she nodded, not wanting to know more. I guess they were all mad, I mean... I need my space too. They can't blame me for that, they can't blame for anything. I turned around and fell asleep.

I heard some noises downstairs and I sighed, getting up and walking out the room to the stairs. Christina was sitting in the piano, but she wasn't playing it, she was just staring at it. I walked as quiet as possible and opened the door.

'Are you going out again?' She asked me, turning around. I nodded, a little bit scared. 'Lisa...'

'No Christina' I interrupted her and she sighed. 'I need my space too. You claim to be the one suffering, you claim to be the one scared of losing me. But what about me? I am suffering too! I have no memories, I have nothing to hold on to. I'm scared, I'm scared I won't be able to remember any soon. I'm sorry if my attitude has been really disappointing for you, but this is not about you. This is all about me. So... give me my space or stick to the consequences' I told her as calm as I could. Tears were falling down her face and I sighed, stretching my arms to embrace her. She sobbed in my shoulders and I understood how hard it must've been for her, how much she must've suffered. 'I'm sorry' I whispered to her and she pulled away from the hug.

'Just... be careful please' She said to me and I nodded, walking out of the house. The morning breeze was warmer than the past days and I was grateful I was wearing light clothes. I sighed for the millionth time, I didn't expected it to be this hard for me. I thought it'll be easier not to get attached to them, to just locked myself from them as I waited to remember, but unfortunately I cared about them. Although I was feeling alone, desperate and somehow trapped in my own little mind. I removed the sandals from my feet and I felt the warm sand. I still don't know why I feel so attached to this place, why the sound of the waves made me feel like I wasn't alone at all. It was a great company but we all know you can't actually talk to the waves and expect them to reply or comfort you. That'd be weird. I sat down in the sand and I suddenly remembered about Luke, the boy from yesterday. He was talking with some friends and waved at me once he saw me. He was holding his surfboard with his right hand and his wetsuit was wrapped around the lower part of his abdomen, allowing me and the rest of the world to take a look at his toned abs. I sightly blushed.

'Hey' He said to me, standing in front of me. His blond hair was wet and he couldn't look hotter.

'Hi' I shyly replied. He sat down next to me.

'I was hoping that you would come' He sort of whispered and I looked at him, meeting his gaze. His light blue eyes looked like waves, like the sea and I felt like I was swimming in them. His soft lips were a little bit purple but still cute. 'I know this will probably sound weird, but I just... I feel like I've seen you before, like we know each other from somewhere' He told me and I nodded.

'I have the same feeling' I softly replied.

'Are you sure we haven't met before? I mean, I don't remember ever meeting you because I wouldn't forget those beautiful eyes... ' He said to me smiling and I blushed.

'I don't remember either' I told him and he nodded, looking at the ocean again. 'Actually I don't remember anything' I whispered and he looked at me, frowning.

'What do you mean?' He asked me and I sighed.

'I had an accident' I blurted out and he looked at me somewhat worried and confused. '8 months ago. I lost my memory and everything that I had attached to me' I told him and he nodded but didn't said anything. Maybe I shouldn't have told him, maybe... I scared him. I closed my eyes and sighed, getting up. 'look, I'm sorry. I shouldn't have told you that. I'm just... I'm sorry' I apologized and walked away, but he grabbed my arm.

'Hey, I was just processing the info you just shared. I'm sorry for what it happened to you, I really am.' He told me and the look of his eye changed. His light blue eyes weren't that light anymore.

'It's okay, it's not your fault anyways' I said to him and he nodded.

'Can we... would you go out with me sometime?' He asked, slightly smiling. I looked at him and nodded. Maybe I really don't need to hold on to the past, maybe I just.... Maybe I'm just ready to start making more memories and start all over again. Whoever I was before, whatever I had made... was now lost in the past.

** I'm so sorry it took me so much time to update this, I really am. But I'm back, hopefully.

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Thank you so much for the patience. Ly