Thanks For the Memories

Part three: Visions and Nightmares an Ending of Reality

Asteria’s POV

 

My eyes were watering. I blinked away the tears. My head was in his lap, the very hot stranger’s.” Hey Crowe, remember me? I’m still here.” I opened my eyes  I closed my eyes, he started to get a panicky tone again. “You okay? Please do not blackout again” His brown eyes made me wanna melt. I couldn’t remember who this is, but I could tell he was of great meaning to me.

I hoped vainly that it was more than friendship. The scolded myself for being so selfish. He probably has a girlfriend. Quit being delusional, following a modern storyline he’s probably your best friend that has the most annoying stereotypical cheerleader girlfriend. That you are madly in love with, the guy, not the annoying cheerleader. Great. I mentally frowned. WAIT! Doesn’t those stories always end with the cute-girl-best-friend getting the guy?!? I mentally slapped myself. Not with your luck crying-no-memory-girl. Not you. I mentally slapped myself again. I opened the windows to my soul, or what people would say in english, my eyes. Was I that mean to people outside of my head? I couldn’t remember. I laughed in my head, but with the odd look I earned from Nik, it had probably been out loud. I laughed again at his expression, but then remembered the goddesses warning. Something was coming.

With the most serious face and mental state in my new memory I started to tell Nik we needed to get out of here. Now. “Hey, uh,” I’m an idiot, I mentally slapped myself so hard I figured my face was redder than a bald-butted munkey with a rash. With that though I got myself together. “We need to get outta here, now,” He looked at me even weirder than when I had laughed outside of my head. “Really, I’ll explain late-”

“Hey! You two done snogging?” I recognized them, I don’t know where from, but, I don’t know. It was Cam and Faith. Coming, when we all needed to go. What is this some action movie? I chastised myself before telling myself to get a move on and stop having conversations with myself in my head.

“Faith! Cam! We need-” Then I saw it. The dark shapes moving towards us. We weren’t going anywhere. “Well nevermind then! We’re all dead anyway!”

When they got over here I explained who all of them were by the goddesses description. And how I didn’t remember who any of them were. Time had seemed to slow down because every time I looked over at all the dark creatures galloping towards us with all their weapons drawn, it seemed as though they were part of some ugly lifeguard commercial. At one point Faith interrupted me.

“What is this? Heroes of Olympus?” She snorted. We all looked at her. “What?! Don’t any of you read anymore?” We just continued to stare at her. I mentally slapped her, I hoped that since we were friends in my past she would get the jist. “What?! Stop giving me your ‘I just mentally slapped you, shut up now’ look. Rick Riordan? Percy Jackson? The prophecy of the seven? Jason Grace? Fiction?’ I took her face in my hands and turned it toward the advancing parade of evil. “Oh okay then, should we be running?”

“I’ve decided not to drag this on. If you want to you can.” She shook her head at the same time as Cameron. Taking his hand, him moving his thumb in circles over hers.

“No. If you remembered me, you’d know all I would say. That-”

It came to me. Everything, all my memories. “You’re a couch potato not a track-ato chip.” We all laughed. Then time started again and we were captured, but not without our smiles, and laughter at happy memories, even with this horrible reality. What a torture I thought with a smirk.