Thanks, I like your face. || Sal Fisher x Reader ||

9. Fill The Hole in Your Head

"H-hey Sal..." You say, shaking like crazy. "Why are you up this late?" He says, concern laced in his voice. "w-well I-" sal cuts you off. 

"And why are you crying?"

you sigh sadly. you were gonna have to tell him whether you liked it or not so you might as well fess up. "when I lost my memory... everyone left me." you said, heartbreak leaking from your voice. "no one even tried to befriend me again, it was too much work for them and they all just.... disappeared."

you heard sal shuffling around, and about a minute later you hear a knock at your front door. you scramble out of bed, throwing on some proper clothes and tiptoeing to you front door. you yank him inside, him yelping as you scurry to your room. as you flop onto your bed, tears start leaking out of your eyes. completely failing at hiding them, sal come up and rubs your back. you cry harder, sitting up and hugging sal tightly. 

he hugs you backs, whispering affirming things into your ear. as soon as you stop crying he lifts your head and wipes away the remaining tears. 

"I want to make brand new memory's with you" he says softly, "they might not be enough to replace your old ones, but I will try to fill the hole in your head with brand new things"