remember me ➳ troyler au // SECOND //

IV

Troye

12.01.15

2:08 p.m.

I was in the last period of the day. It was Science. People laughed at us for some reason. Did I look weird? Did I look funny? Was something not straight on my body? Was my hair ugly? Was my clothing too girly?

Millions of questions swarmed my head. I've never had anyone laugh at me before, I think. I then remember that I had amnesia. Maybe others laughed at me before and I didn't feel too hurt. But now I do. I feel violated when people laughed at me. The people who laughed then walked over to Tyler and I and lean on our desk. I look up at them.

"It's been a week since we've seen you, faggot number two. Where have you been? Waiting at home for Tyler so you can fuck him?" They both laugh. I was confused as fuck. Faggot number two? What did that mean? I felt hurt inside. Then, Tyler wraps an arm around my arm. "Come on, Tyler. You can't stay with Troye forever."

"Who are they?" I ask Tyler, trying to keep in in a low whisper. The two people look at me, confused. I know I did know them before, but I don't remember them now. Then, one of them slaps me. I recoil back and gasp. What the fuck? "Why did you do that? There was no reason," I say, trying to reason with them. It didn't really work well since he slapped me again. Then, the teacher walks in and the two boys run to their seats. The teacher didn't see them slap me. Then, he starts the lesson.

3:20 p.m.

"Is the best coffee shop? What's good?" I ask him eagerly as we entered the coffee shop called Starbucks. I don't remember coffee. Did I like it? I probably did. As we entered the shop, it smelled so good in there. I took a deep breath and smiled at the smell. Then, I hurry to the line with Tyler. There wasn't much people, though. But I still wanted to get there quickly.

"Everything here is good. Trust me. I'll order for you," Tyler says and I nod. We both were next. I scanned the menu. Coffee, Decaf, Frappuccino, Tea, Mocha, Espresso. Everything looked good from what their titles are. My mouth waters by just looking at them grinding coffee beans. "Hi! Can I get two espressos?" The cashier nods and Tyler pays. Then, we walk to an empty table.

"So, what are things about you? Did we have a relationship before?" I ask Tyler. He nods. I smile. That's probably why we had a connection and he was so happy to see me. But what kind of relationship? Were we not really good friends? Were we good friends? What were we? "What kind?" Tyler freezes. I frown. "Hello? What kind of relationship?"

"Just a good friendship one, nothing special," he says. He seemed like he was telling the truth. Kind of. He looked away while saying it. Then, I hear Tyler's name be called. He grabs both of our drinks and puts them in sleeves and we both walk out of the shop. He hands me my drink and I thank him. I take a small sip of the coffee.

This is the best thing I've ever tasted.

My eyes widen at the small drink. I felt happy. A boost of energy went into my body. I was eager to drink more, but it was still hot. I smiled widely at the cup. I see from the corner of my eye Tyler giggling. I smile even wider. "This is the best thing I have ever tasted! What is this called?"

"An espresso. Keeps you awake for a number of hours," Tyler says. Probably why I felt a boost of energy. Then, we walk to Tyler's house which took about 20 minutes. It was a nice walk. I didn't feel too tired, thanks to the espresso. We walked quickly to his house. If we didn't order these drinks, we would probably have gotten to his house in about 30 to 40 minutes.

We enter his house and I follow behind him. I looked at his small house. It was cute. Then, Tyler walks into a room, which I suppose is his bedroom. I walk into his room and he shuts the door behind him. I find an empty chair and sit down on it after placing my backpack slowly on the ground.