Chapter 16

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I intertwined our hands together, comparing how small mine looked next to his. I leaned against him and spoke up.

"Ross, I'm going to try and get my memory back. Maybe if I walked around here then it might trigger my memory?"

He frowned but didn't say anything.

"Ross?"

"What? Sorry, what did you say?"

"I said, if I walk around the neighbourhood, I might remember something. Do you think that's a good idea?"

"Uh, yeah, sure. What do you have to lose hey? Do you want me to come with you?"

"No, I should be fine. But thanks anyway. I'm going to go now," I said, standing up.

"Are you sure?"

"Why wouldn't I be?"

"No reason. You might get lost, that's all."

"I doubt it, but thank you for caring," I said, leaving the room.

I shut the door and started walking, trying to identify any of the things I was seeing. But every street was identical to the other, nothing standing out. Somehow, walking amongst all the streets, I ended up lost.

See, this is why Ross was saying he would come with you. But noo, the genius here can do things without any help, and ends up lost.

I tried to find my way back, and saw an alleyway, which seemed to lead to a main road. I figured that would be better than wandering in the inner streets where everything was the same. So much had changed in 6 years, I genuinely didn't know where I was anymore. Against my better judgement, I walked in the alleyway, which was a lot longer than it looked.

"Hey beautiful," I heard a voice behind me.

I saw a group of boys, heading towards me. Where the hell did they come from? I walked faster, keeping my head down without looking up. Just as I was reaching the end of the alleyway, I felt a hand on mine, grabbing me back.

"Where do you think you're going?"

I didn't reply, instead, I brought a knee up and into his groin, making him grunt in pain and release me for a few moments.

"You bitch!"

One of the others slapped me, a searing pain filling my cheek. But that was nothing compared to the pain that was filling me, 6 years worth of torment filling my mind. Everything that had every happened to me, anything that Ross had done, was slowly making it's way back into my head, not giving me any escape from the memories.

"Let me go, you bastards!"

There was only three of them, one of which was groaning in pain, not in any condition to stop me. The other two surrounded me, until I caught sight of a knife in one of their pockets. My hand slowly crept towards it, and pulled it out, slashing it against his stomach. I brought it up in front of me, protecting myself from the third one.

"Don't touch me," I said, slowly backing away, before running at full sprint.

I slowly started to gain awareness of where I was, and started running to the Lynch's home, where I burst in, gasping for breath, the knife still in my hands. The Lynch's came and saw me, bent over, trying to get air in my lungs.

"What happened?" Rydel gasped.

"Guys... tried to touch me... got away... stabbed them... came here..." I panted.

"You stabbed them?" Rydel shrieked.

"Let the poor girl recover before you bombard her with questions," Stormie interjected.

I leant against the wall, forcing air into my body, until I slowly calmed down. When I was stable enough to talk, I told them everything that had happened.

"So you got your memory back?" Rocky asked.

I nodded.

"Oh my gosh, go and tell Ross! He'll be so happy," Rydel said.

I winced.

"I don't think that's the best idea."

She looked at me and sighed, before pushing me in the direction of his bedroom.

"Go," she commanded.

I sighed, and started to head to his bedroom. I knocked and entered, to see him waiting expectantly.

"How did it go? Did you remember anything?"

I took a deep breath.

"Yes, actually. I got my memory back."

"What?"

I'm sorry for the boring chapter, but hopefully the ending made up for it..? No? Never mind...

Quick question, if I wrote a BDSM book, (rsl of course), would anyone read it?

QOTD: How do you think Ross will react to this? Will he go back to treating Alyssa like shit?

AOTD: Gotta wait to find out 😉

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