Amnesia

guitar playing

(Edited)

Calum

I cried into the pillow as I laid in my bed. She left. It was too late to see her again.

"Cal. Come on. It's not like she really matters." Michael said, sitting in the edge of my bed.

"SHE MATTERS TO ME!" I yelled at him.

"Jeez." He said, walking out the room.

I fell asleep crying, and dreamed about her face, and her voice, both so sweet.

Ashley

"This place is nice!" I told myself.

I had just finished putting everything where I wanted it to go. After extreme shopping with some money the doctors gave me.

I was happy with my new apartment. I laid in my new queen size bed, with purple bed sheets. I breathed in the smell of new furniture, and closed my eyes.

Out of no where, I heard loud guitar playing on the other side of the wall. I groaned as I stuffed my face into the pillow.

"SHUT UP!" I yelled.

The guitar playing stopped just as I yelled it. I looked up at the wall, and stood up.

"Hello?" I could hear a familiar voice through the wall.

Oh god.