Chapter Twenty-Three: Gwen

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          "Rosaline, is that true?" I say walking up to her with emotions of anger and sadness.


          "No, it isn't," She says innocently. But she knows what she did wrong.


          "I heard the whole conversation. How can you say you didn't do that to me?" Rosaline laughs hysterically.


          "Ok yeah, so what if I exposed you. You deserve it. You...all you do is play Ms. Perfect this Ms. Perfect that. But, in reality, you are just someone who doesn't care about anyone but yourself..."


That is not true.


          "I only wanted to move in with you because at the time I did not want to spend my money so I needed a place to crash so I could start my company with the money I saved!" I become shocked hearing her say this. Water starts accumulating in my eyes.


          "That's not true..." I back up, feeling my legs go numb "It cant be...It cannot be," I cover my ears with my hands, "H-how could you do this? I trusted you," My head starts to hurt. This can't be. I only wanted to say goodbye to my best friend that was leaving but it seems like I lost her the whole time. 


She is the one who said 'Goodbye' first.


I run out with only one thought in my mind.


I need to get out of here.



1 year earlier




          I wonder when Rosa will come back home. All she said when she left was that she is going to help a friend in South Korea. She wouldn't tell me who. From what I know, I am her only friend. Then Kyu and Nam-Nam went back home for who knows how long. I am just lonely these days. You could say I am more lonely tonight because of how dark it is. I checked the weather on my phone and it says 100% chance of rain but you never know. These days, only people with sense can predict the weather. I decide to go out just to get out of the house. As I walk down the street, I hear a sudden thunder that makes me jump up. 


My phone rings. 


I check to see who it is and it's Ann Marie. I answer.


          "Hey Girl"


          "G-Gwen," Ann-Marie sounds as if she has been crying. She is breathing heavily.


          "What is it? Is something wrong? What's wrong?" I begin to become worried.


          "I-It's J-" She keeps stuttering.


          "Child, What is it?"


          "It's Jane...she is in the hospital," I stop walking, "...she was in an accident at-"My hand falls from my ear not being able to hear Ann-Marie. My ears, as if they have gone deaf. "Gwen, Gwen, are you there?" I pull my hand to my ear and respond.

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