Front Row Ticket

14.

chapter fourteen

"Time has fly so fast and I barely noticed what day is it today.

It has already been a month ever since we got accepted in this job. We may have already grown to loved our job even more- especially our customers.

It has also been a month since I saw that mysterious guy whose name was Thomas. He never even came back, but at least I didn't get any commitments with him because if I did, I'd probably cry my balls out everyday.

As days go by, it just gets me thinking how near the concert will be. I don't I'm scared. I'm scared to what I'll find out when I finally get the chance to meet him. I don't know.

Well, I'm off to work now. Thank God its Saturday today.

With all the love,
Brynn."
She finished writing her diary-entry-for-the-day and closed her pad.

She closed her diary and placed it under her bed. Her therapist decided that she has too write everything down on her diary just in case something will happen again or if she need to express feeling out.

Before she unlocked her door to exit her home, she opened her walk-in closet. She moved aside her folded clothes to the side and opened a hidden storage.

She took the box out and blew away the dust covering it. She brought the box out to her bed and sat on it.

The box was designed like a mini-treasure chest. She took the key, which was glued under the box, and opened the heart shaped lock.

There inside the box lies a necklace and some pictures. It had a blue chain for it's lace and half a broken heart as the pendant.

There in the pendant writes 'BF' on the top and 'For' at the bottom. Everytime she'd check this necklace out, she tries her best to remember who the other pair owns this.

As much as she would want to ask help from her mom or friend, she couldn't. She only knew that her mother would take this last piece of memory away from her.

When she thinks about it, she knew that this girl friend of hers owns the other pair, but her heart tells the complete opposite.

Her heart knew that the other pair is a boy. A young man now. For some reason, she is afraid whenever her guts tell her that its a guy.

"Hmmm, I don't know," she suspired in grief. "Worry about you later."

She gently placed the necklace back in the box, and the box back in her closet. She fixed her closet the way it was set before.

She grabbed her bag, and off she went to work. Just as she was walking towards her work, a realization hit her.

What Mom doesn't want me to remember in my past is someone. It can't be my dumb asthma. That doesn't even cause forgetting shit.

I don't know why I can't remember my past. But I know whoever owns this necklace knows all of it. So whoever owns the other pair is my golden key to my memories, she thought.

A/N:
Yes she is dealing with something. Don't be confused, because you'll know soon.

Again, I'm sorry if the book sucks :(