The Amnesiac

Two's Company, Fifteen's a Party

Alright. Time to see what I can get from this journal...

"Let me know if you want to talk about anything you wrote down," Leslie says, still clutching your arm.

"Thanks, Leslie," you say, leaning in to kiss her nose. "Hopefully I'll remember some more."

"I know you will," she grins reassuringly.

Waving goodbye, you step out of her room and walk down the hall.

Four years ago, I started dating Rae, and I met all her friends for the first time.

I wonder what I would have thought to write here...

You continue mulling over what could be in the diary as you enter your room and walk over to your bed, preparing to settle in and read your journal from cover to cover.

"Hey, Rae," you shoot her a glance, seeing her talking to chat.

You plop onto your bed and prop your pillow up.

"Ah!" She yelps, turning back in surprise. "Babe! You came!"

"Huh?" You sit up. "What do you mean?"

"You... just..." She shakes her head in confusion, gesturing to her laptop.

"OH!" You blurt. "I just walked in, in front of... your viewers..."

You look over to the chat messages. They're barely discernible from your spot on the bed, but even if you were closer, the speed at which they're flying by would make it impossible to see.

"Everyone's excited to finally see you're still alive!" Rae says, grinning ear to ear.

"Oh, haha..." You nervously rub the back of your neck, grateful you weren't still on camera.

"Wait, what is THAT!" Rae yelps, standing up and craning her neck.

"Uhh.. it's-"

"Hold on!" She sits back down. "Give me a minute, chat."

She presses a few buttons on her keyboard, muting her microphone and changing her stream scene. She quickly skips over to you to get a better look.

Huh... how did I know which buttons control the mic and camera?

"Your diary!" She gasps, leaning down. "Where was it?"

"Leslie had it," you say, your attention drawn back to the old bound book. "Only this one, though. The rest are still AWOL."

"Oh, wow... and you're going to read it now?" She places her hand on your cheek, gently rubbing it.

"Yeah, I want to see how much I can remember." You place your hand on top of hers and bring it forward to give her palm a kiss. "Is it ok if I do it here?"

"Of course! As long as you don't mind me streaming."

"Not at all," you grin.

She puts her other hand on your cheek and squeezes it for a moment, then pulls back.

"Let me know the deets once you're done!" Rae skips back to her desk.

"Sure thing."

Alright, let's get started...

You flip open to the first page.

02/19: I decided to get a journal. I've never kept one before, but Rachel convinced me to start. Speaking of Rae, I know we've only been dating for a month now, but she really seems like everything I could want in a woman. Beautiful, intelligent, strong-willed, kind-hearted... the list goes on.