Love without colour

What the hell did I miss?

Melody's P.O.V

It was five day since I opened my eyes and found out that I was in hospital and had been in for little over a year. Talk about a shock. They said I have amnesia, but I ain't felt like it, I remember everyone in my life. I remember my parents, my cousins, friends, and my school. Heck, I even remember things I didn't want to remember, but for the life of me I can't seem to remember the green eyes, white boy that keep visiting my room when he thinks I'm sleeping.

Harmony said that he was my boyfriend I remember laughing when she told me, thinking that she was joking.

Flashback

"What the hell is you talking about, I do not have a boyfriend and there ain't no way would my black ass be caught dead dating a white boy. You know I ain't all about that swirl."

I thought that she would laughed but the look on her face was sad. I could see that she was not joking, that she did, in fact believe that he was my boyfriend. I shook my head, I would remember having a boyfriend, wouldn't I? How could I forget him and not my friends and family?

"Deedee, you were together for more than six months before the incident that led to your coma. You were living with him."

I snatched my hands from her, she had to be lying. I wouldn't forget something so significant, I remember the stupid argument my parents had that night I went for a walk, but I ain't remember anything beyond that. When I woke up and was told I was in a coma, I thought that maybe I got into an accident that night, but then I was told that it happened six months after that night.

I was freaked out, but it never took root, not until green eyes, rushed into my room and started kissing me. The way he looked at me was scary, I ain't gonna lie, I wanted to get up and run. I felt the need so strong in my being, but I wasn't sure why. When he realising I wasn't kissing him back, the hurt look on his face shot straight to my heart, I wanted to comfort him, but then I got mad with myself and lashed out at him.

After he stormed out of my room leaving me feeling confused and lost, I sat there thinking, but try as I might no memory of him surfaced in my head. I drew a blank every time I push myself, and a massive headache followed.

Some time after, Harmony returned to my room and told me he was my boyfriend. A boyfriend that I ain't got no recollection of. Talk about shit being messed up.

"What! That can't be, you know I ain't got time for no boyfriend, I've got a goal Har, and having a boyfriend ain't got no part in that."

I saw the pity in her eyes and something else occurred to me.

"You said that I was living with him, right?"

She nodded and I swallowed. "Were we, you know? Did I...was there sex involved?"

A looked passed over her face then she smirked at me.

"Hell yes, and from what I saw you guys were into some freaky shit."

My eyes widen and I gasped, "What do you mean, what you saw?"

She laughed and was about to answer but someone cleared their throat at the door and we both turned to look.

"Hey, Richie." Harmony said.

She leaned forward and kiss my cheeks then whispered,

"Give him a chance and you might find out the reason you fell in love with him."

She got up from the bed next to me and walked out the room. Richie walked in, he came to a stop at the foot of my bed. We just stared at each other, I didn't know what to say to break the silence, so I took that chance to look him over. For a white boy he ain't bad looking, his eyes were his best features, though.