The Ugly Truth

Chapter 9 - Remind Myself

My name is Ana Jones.

After my amnesia I became so afraid of everything. I am so scared of sounds and lights at night, and even walking down the stairs.

But the thing that scares me the most is forgetting. Remembering who I am and what happened to me is the only way I can know what I'm becoming.

Everyday, I just remind myself of my of story.

My name is Ana Jones.

I am seventeen years old.

My brother is dead, murdered by some unknown assassin.

My parents are both not worth caring for and Ashton, my boyfriend didn't run away.

He was just... Actually I don't know what he was doing.

He was just gone. Gone from my life.

But he never left my heart, and I hope he never will.

***one year before; when everything was still normal***

I was doing my home work while waiting for Ashton to call me. I hate doing homework, it's like bringing school at home. Who would want to bring school at home?

"Say something I'm giving up on you..."

I snaped out of my thoughts when I heard my ringtone.

"... I'll be the one if you want me to..."

You know when you have this ringtone and you just love the song so you sing it and by the time you remember that someone is calling you, it's too late?

Well that's exactly what happened.

I called him back right after, thinking that he's the one who had call.

"Hey Ashton! I'm so sorry I missed your call, I was singing in sinc with my ringtone! You know me..."

"What do you mean? I'm still at work I didn't call you." He said cutting me in my sentence. I felt my cheeks turning red.

"Oh, okay, then call me later when you have the time." I said, "love you".

"Love you too sweetie, bye."

Biiiiip. (That's the sound of the empty line on the other side because he just hung up :P)

I felt so stupid.

I just embarrassed myself in front of my boyfriend and he didn't even mind.

I should really start saving money to pay a phone display.

I don't want to feel embarrassed in front of him again.

I just miss him.

He's always working.

***

I always smile when I remind myself of that akward moment.

But I still miss him.

I just miss him.

And I don't know where he is.