Remember Me When It Rains

2 : CHAPTER 1

IVY

there was never a day passed without me thinking about him. Especially on those rainy days, those heavy ones.

Five years passed after i went to france, i settled in to the Art university that was once a childish dream of mine.

The painting i did that he never saw was hung on the wall of my house. I kept it just in case.

And lets tell the story of the last day at university before i finally went go out for the holidays.

The years went so fast and i had a lot of friends to being with. I was just packing my stuff in our dorminatory, when the dormmate of mine came in.

"Ivy, Some people wanted to see you, lets take pictures".

"Oh, no no."

"Please ? They're all waiting for the pretty dormmate", she rolled her eyes.

"YOU ARE. Now move along, i need to be at my home before 8".

"Why the rush ?"

"I'm meeting an old friend today", i spoke softly for only her to hear.

"OOOH. well goodluck with that".

"Thanks", i smiled sweetly leaving her there.

I held a painting i recently finished, bringing it into my car and brought it inside.

Another holiday, except that this one is gonna be a long one before i finally find a job. I've always felt so empty inside and its becoming worse than always.

When i drove outside of the university, i realised its all over. All the years of studying didnt go to vain and in fact, i did a great job.

I didnt felt melancholy, or all angry. Its just emptiness. Its different from the high school graduation.

I didnt felt much happiness so there was nothing to loose when i left the university.

I haven't heard of Audrie for so long, until that one day. I was scrolling on twitter, when I saw '#Audrie' trending.

My heart fell, i missed her so much. I left my old phone back at my country, i only have several numbers.

I didnt knew it was her, until i clicked on her trending #AUDRIE

Audrie Martinez <headlines>

Audrie wearing Chanel at the Fashion week today, her outfit really catched the eyes for her modelling career

Tears filled my eyes. God. Was it really Audrie?

I didnt really know what happened to her, i only heard from an old schoolmate that she got accepted to the modelling audition.

SHES gorgeous. I wonder how everyone is doing.

Years after i was out of my university then, i took a pretty much different job i had never thought of.

I became a fashion designer.

A famous one, and i wondered how everyone is doing

and..

.
.
.
.

how are you, Leo Ave ?

LEO

day by day passed. Weeks would eventually come, by months and a few years.

i wouldnt possibly be caring too much about her. Do i ? Maybe sometimes i do, i dont even know.

Someone barged through my door, slightly pushing through my makeup artists. I just stared back at the mirror reflection of her. She gasped at the sight of me, rushing in and grabbed me.

"LEO YOU'RE SO FINE, LOOK AT YOU".

I didnt move. I just sat still. I stared back at myself, in my black jacket, hat on my head, my face drew with makeup, and my styled hair matching them all.

Oh how greasy, and uncomfortable. Its only the morning, i felt so out of energy. I was restless all night.

we were rehearsing for our catwalk for the event, today. I couldnt sleep because i was excited.

We are going to walk the Louis Vuitton today. TODAY. I was so nervous. Theres gonna be some crazy outifts to wear too.

Will I do the catwalk perfectly ? Will everything be fine ?

"Leo dont worry, im here".

"Sure you are, what can u do without you".

"You sure you dont need a partner walking ? we could do side by side though".

Tyler walked in.

"He doesn't".

"Yo Tyler , your outfits crazy".

"Man, your outfits on the hangers are crazier, this is just the first catwalk".

"LOUIS VUITTON MAN".

"We get to wear these, its what models do."

All my schoolmates went away, i only kept in touch with Tyler who also became a model with me.

Its been five years.

But still, i had to meet up with a doctor every one day of each week. I still hasnt recovered from the dissociative amnesia, but so far everything has returned back to me.

My mind says im missing a huge part of my memory but i still cant remember what it really was.

maybe someday.