Fate Has Decided

Chapter 12

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Jane's POV:

I don't understand. Why did he have to yell at me? I didn't do anything wrong. I just asked a question. By then, there was a knock on the door.

"Come in", I said softly. To my surprise, it ended up being Luke. "What are you doing here?" He gently closed the door and just quietly walked towards my bed, "Just chilling," he sat down, "and I heard yelling a while ago so I was wondering if you were alright."

Hah, so adorable. He cares. I chuckled to myself and just looked at his oh so starry eyes, "Of course I'm alright. It's just a little bit of a misunderstanding."

"Well, I wouldn't want to pry but it's already making me curious." His lips curved into a smile that left me going insanely crazy.

"Well, good job for not pestering me about it." I winked. I closed the lid of my laptop, stood up and went to my bag to pack it up, "It's nothing so serious anyways."

"Oh really?? I can barely trust that answer of yours." Luke quickly replied. When I turn around to check on him, he already had his arms crossed and his eyes so determined to get the answer from me.

Out of the blue, I started laughing at how ridiculous he looked, "You have got to get rid of those eyes. You look like a pedo who is secretly planning on how to rape me."

He gasped and did the sassiest gesture ever, "Excuse me? A pedo? Rape? You have caused me pain!" He couldn't continue the act right after and just laughed at himself. I couldn't help but join him on the floor.

"I didn't know you could act gay. You should've told me, we would have been buddies by now." I smirked and imitated his sassy hand gesture a while ago. "Nu uh Jane, you are absolutely not dragging me into your buddy list."

"Haha! Why? Isn't it better that way?" Right then, he slowly got into serious mode, but still had a smile on his face, "Because I would like to be more than that." He stared at me, leaving me so weak that I had to turn away.

What he said has initiated a silence that lasted for about 10 seconds, so imagine how I felt like just by sitting next to him! "Okay, I'm sorry. I shouldn't have said that." His eyes turned away. "No, it's nothing. It's just that... I didn't expect that at all."

He sat up straight and just looked at me, "I know it was a lot to take in, that you're actually someone who had a different family, a different name, a whole different life. It's a lot to take in for me as well, since I don't exactly remember how you looked like or what my life was like before."

My mind went nuts, thinking about what he said, and it's true. Everything that Rachel, Luke's mom, has told me hasn't fully been digested into my brain. I can't fully accept what she told me.

"What I said before, please forget about it. I was out of the line, and I should've been considerate for you." The direction of his eyes changed, "So! It's getting pretty late. It's been a really rough night and I should give you a break."

"Luke, you don't have to—"

"No no no, I do. Just rest first." He stood up and walked towards the door. Before being completely gone from my sight, he stopped and said, "Goodnight, Melissa." The gentleness in his voice left me so delicate. Even worse, he called me Melissa.

I wonder how was Melissa— No, I wonder how "I" was like before the accident. Was I this nerdy? Did I have so many friends? Was I a party person? Maybe I was a player, and there goes negativity. A better question would be: how on Earth did I meet Luke? How did I become his girlfriend? Was our relationship so strong back then?

Luke's POV:

I'm probably the worst guy to ever exist. A girl just got hit by memories that she couldn't even remember and you ask her to be more than buddies? Way to go, genius.

It got me thinking about the past. I'm still wondering how did I meet her and how did I get her to be my girlfriend. She is beyond amazing, personality-wise and appearance-wise. She's way out of my league. Meeting again must be fate.

I feel bad about Jane losing her memories. I know I lost mine but I still had someone by my side to tell me about my past, over and over again. Oh Jane, I wish I didn't meet you back then. Now, I'm at fault for your memories aren't the same anymore.

I was suddenly reminded about Jane being BlueJane on muchgames, and the fact that Josh was almost caught. It was almost as if Jane entering muchgames wasn't a coincidence. It was as if she was brought into that site by someone, or could that just be me overthinking?

Agh, damn it! Why are things so complicated? The moment she entered my life, I started to feel all this pressure on me, slowly bringing me down to my knees to admit defeat. I should know what it's like to be in her shoes, because apparently I lost my memories too.

People can gain their memories back slowly, right? Maybe she and I can help each other. Maybe we can start over. I just have to come up with a different way to initiate everything. 

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