Amnesia Mafia

Chapter 8

I've laughed so much in this chapter while writing it and showing it my bestie and we both went strike of laughing haha.

Also sorry for not posting wednesday I totally forgot! Let me also please know what you think of this chapter, I am really curious of your reactions! ^^

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"All right since you won't sit down I'll begin telling you what really happened and what the real truth is." A sharp look in his eyes fixated on mine while I look at him with a uninterested and mad face. "As I told you before is Andrew lying to you. He isn't your boyfriend but I am. Let me explain how it all began. Before you met me you met Andrew, he was your only friend who was there for you when you needed him the most every time.

 You guys started dating for a few years and then you got to know me. We became good friends but it kept that way. I got feelings before you got them for me. One day you broke up with Andrew because you found out what he did... He killed your parents..." With raised eyebrows I look at him as if he telling a joke that no one understands or think it's weird.

 "As if I believe that. Why would he do that?" "He wanted you so badly and killed your parents without you knowing, because they didn't want you two to be together or something like that. Your sister died a few years later resulting leaving you all alone which resulted in making your band get stronger." He is kidding right? No one is that sick in their head to go that far to kill someone's parents to be able to get together with someone. "I don't believe you." He sighs.

 "I thought you would say that, that is why I have pictures of us both that you can see we both are together and not you two." He grabs his phone and begins scrolling. A little later he stands up and walks to me where he shows me the picture. I see him kissing with me on the photo. Shocked I scroll and see more photo's where you can see us kissing or cuddling each other. So he is telling the truth? But wait what if it is reversed?

 What if he killed my parents because he wanted to be able to get together with me? I don't know, this is too much information. I believe him but also don't. I push the phone back in his hand not wanting to hear more. "I have heard enough." I push him back to the door. "Leave." I say cold. "I swear I'm telling you the truth!" "I SAID LEAVE! JESUS ARE YOU DEAF?" I yell at him with an angry and irritated face. Shocked he looks at me and walks towards the door, unlocks it and walks away after locking the door behind him again.

 This is too much for me. Why are there so many things happening at the same time? Did Andrew really kill my parents? I need to ask him if I want to know it for sure. Of the things he said I kind of believe him, but not really. I believe them both, I have literally no clue who is lying and who isn't. Why is it so hard to know who is telling the truth and who isn't? why are there so many toxic people? I hate people who are toxic and lie. 

My headache is increasing again which makes me unable to overthink. I walk towards the door and begin hitting the door really hard. I just want to get out, able to go to Andrew to ask him everything and also wanting to find some medication for my headache. With a last hit on the door I walk away going to my window. 

If I can't go through the door, than I will go via the window. I don't care if I get hurt, this will be a small sacrifice if I want to get home. Andrew will be very worried sick and wanting to find me, is trying to find me. Forcefully I try to open the window, hitting it with my fists. A deep sigh gets out my mouth while I look around for something that might be able to help me break the glass. My gaze meets a wooden chair, immediately thinking it might me of some help I grab the thing and begin hitting the glass with all my strength. 

The window doesn't break at all, how hard I even try with hitting the chair in to the glass. Is there really nothing that is strong enough to break the glass? I walk through the room searching more things and when I walk past the mirror I see something. I still only have a T-shirt on and no pants. My eyes get big, Jake saw me like this and I also can't go outside like this. In an instance I walk towards the closet opening it, I don't care if it is a man pants I just need something to wear.