Blast to the Past

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"Yes, do you. All of you need to explain a whole lot. Sit down," you curtly spout.

"What the fuck?" You groan to yourself, clutching your forehead.


...Five minutes earlier...


"W-w-what?!?" You jolt out. "What do you mean, they're all my girlfriends?!?"

She crosses her arms and lowers her chin to look at you over the top of her glasses. "You know what I mean. Before the accident, you were dating all of us."

You stare at her serious face, expecting her to burst out in laughter any moment, finally revealing that it was all one big joke.

"Ha, yeah, right. That kind of stuff only happens in... in horny fanfiction!" You joke, trying to generate a smile.

She raises her eyebrows and stares back at you.

"That's what I used to think too," she sighs.

"N-no..." You mutter.

You search through your memory, desperately trying to find something that would confirm or deny what she had said. Your attempts at searching leave you with nothing, and the sensation of finding empty space where you knew memories should be frustrates you further. Everywhere you search, nothing emerges from the depths, and a growing sense of panic builds in your chest. You squeeze your fist, begging for a glimpse of anything.

"AH!" You hunch over, clutching your head as you finally get what you want, in an overloading, painful wave.

Oh... oh no...

On the day of the accident, I woke up in Leslie's bed, I showered with Aria, and I made out with Miyoung...

I remember it now.

I remember so much.

Even more flickers of memories start flooding in, and Rae watches intently as you recall more moments with each of the girls in the house. 

The feeling of Rae's cool fingers gripping your hands pulls you back into reality, stripping you away from the painfully vivid recollection.

"You remember it?" Rae asks, relinquishing her annoyance entirely as she squeezes and gently rubs your hands.

You slowly nod, staring out into space.

"I was dating all of you. Right up until the accident," you finally look back up at your girlfriend's face, realizing that she was merely one of them.

"What happened? How did that even happen? And why wouldn't you tell me? Why didn't anyone tell me this? Why did you say you were my only one? Wha...?"

She leans forward, yanking the blanket off her body and pulling you in until your forehead gently meets hers. She softly runs her warm hands up and down your arms, soothing you and slowing your racing heart. 

"Go downstairs and get the girls. I'll be down there in a minute to I'll explain everything. Like I should've done yesterday."

"Ok..."

She tilts her head to the side to give you a peck on the lips. 

"I love you."


...


Rae strolls down the stairs, still in her pajamas, looking more relaxed than she had been for the past few days.

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