Memory Loss

Chapter 24

Katie

I was a emtional mess when I woke up on Sunday morning. My face was red from all the crying and my stomach felt horrid. I hadn't been sick again since the first day and for that I was glad, being sick was a pet hate of mine, not that people ever enjoyed it, I just hated it more than most, well that's how it felt. I got up and had some toast and then I crawled back into bed where I stayed all week. I called work and Tony said it was fine and mum just throught I was sick, everyone left me alone except Chris. He called me non stop, leaving voice mail messages when I didn't pick up and questioning me when I did. Finally exactly a week later it was Sunday again, I got up feeling marginally better had a shower and grabbed a bowl of ceral. I looked at my phone at saw three miss calls; all from Chris. I was just about to listen to them when I heard a knock at my door.

"Come in I called."

The door opened and instead of my mother like i'd been expecting it was Chris. He was in a light blue t-shirt and dark blue jeans, his golden blonde hair shone in the light and suddenly I wasn't hungry for food I was hungry for him. I stood up as he came in the room and he looked at me in a funny but admiring way. I was only in my pj's and my hair was wet I must have looked a right state.

"Kate," he said walking closer to me.

I took his hands in mine and we just stood there looking at each other, considering how badly the two of us had been cominicating I was suprised that he smiled at me.

"I came to tell you something." He told me running his hand down my check.

I stare into his eyes and lost any resolve or control I had on my feelings and I kissed him hard, he barely had seconds to respond before I was pulling him over to the bed, I didn't care if he remembered me any more I just wanted him, I needed him, it was the least he could do for me after forgetting me.