Runaway Memory

Prologue

Eden's POV.

I'm running..
I need to keep running.
Why am I running? Should I stop or continue to have my lungs burn and my legs scream at me?
What am I running from?
Those same questions have been on my mind since the accident.
I am startled awake by a sharp and loud ringing noise.
I hear my alarm go off and suddenly I am awake. 10:27AM. My eyes widen as I see what my alarm clock read in the big red numbers.
"SHIT! I'm late for my lesson. Mr. Browne is gonna kill me."

Here is some stuff to know about me. My name is Eden Serenity, I am 23 years old, a single woman not by choice, and a college student.
Oh and three years ago I got into a bad car accident. I ran out from the wood line on one of the backroads in my small town and was hit by an oncoming car. Little did I know I was running from something or someone I still dont know to this day.. After two years, Two freaking years of ongoing physical and mental therapy, I still have shit to show for it except for my fantastic work on getting my leg back to normal and being a college student who is barely making her way through her last year of college.
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After straight up hauling ass across campus to my irish history class, it seems to be my luck that I run into someone with a hot cup of coffee in their hand and get covered head to toe in the scalding liquid.

"Ow, ow, ow. Why does the bad stuff happen to me?"

I state to myself but I hear a man mutter some words to himself.

Feeling a tap on my shoulder, I look up to see an Adonis staring back at me as I try to wipe off the brown liquid that seems to be burning my skin making it turn from a medium tone to a bright red.

I stare at him with my mouth and eyes wide open. Gawking at this extremely attractive man who was obviously made in a lab.

"Do you need a new shirt? I have an extra one in my car and I can tell you're in a hurry so you can say yes or no. Honestly, it's up to you." He says to me with a small smirk appearing on his perfect face.

You'd think since I'm a college student I'd be able to use my words but no instead I shake my head at him. Quickly pick up the items that I dropped and run away to my boring professor's classroom.

Why am I so stupid?

The entire class goes by as if we were going in slow motion and I'm not even paying attention to the board nor my professor.

He calls my name "Eden"

I look up. "Present" I say like I'm on autopilot. "Well that would be the answer if I were calling role but seeing as we aren't in high school anymore or calling said role. Can you pay attention in my class and answer what was the Dublin Lockout?"

I nod my head "Uh, yes sir. The dublin lockout was a strike that gave workers an experience to partake in politically. "

He shows a small smile towards me and goes back to teaching the class. I hid my face behind my hands and go back to paying attention. At this point though it is all just blending together in my head. Mr. Browne is a good teacher, it's just he is so into the lesson that he tends to prolong the topic of discussion. You know for Saint Patrick's Day he actually dressed up in a leprechaun costume and told us that the costume was mocking and gave us a lecture that lasted over the time limit for our class.

I'm startled by my professor when he tells the class that class is done for today.

"Eden, can you stay and chat for a moment?"

Nodding, I walk from my chair and towards his desk. I stare at him and wait for him to speak but he never really does. So I start to speak and he crosses his arms.