Retrieving Memories

Chapter twenty-three: Mission Possible

I know him. I actually effing know him. He was there all this time! He was just there! Damn it.

After the memory flashed, I remembered him. No. I remember everything. Everything that happened before the accident. Everything that happened to us. But the thing is, I still don't know if we had a fight. I didn't remember any break up either. Did he just break up with me unanounced then?

I remember but why am I still confused? Why is the main question still unanswered. What happened to us?

The phone ringing woke me up from my slumber. I reached for it and smiled when I saw who was calling.

"Hello?"

"Dani, meet me outside." He said.

"What? Why? Did something happen? It's freaking 11:00 in the evening!" I whisper-yelled.

He chuckled deeply and just the sound of it made me want to give up and go outside and kiss the hell out of him.

"Just go out please. I have something to show you."

"Can't you wait till tomorrow?" I whined.

"Stop whining, you'll love it." I still wasn't convinced. "I swear." He added.

I groaned, got up and went outside to meet him. I met him outside and gestured for me to go inside his car.

We were in a a secluded part of the town when I observed that he was driving faster than usual.

"Slow down!" I commanded him.

"I CAN'T DANIELA!" He panicked. Oh no, something is very wrong right now. He never uses my full name.

"What do you mean you can't?" I asked. Hoping, praying nothing is wrong.

"The brake is not working! Shit!"

I began panicking no no no. This can't be happening. I can't die. I just can't freaking die. There's just so much things I need to do. My train of thoughts is suddenly interrupted when he spoke again.

"Dani," he muttered under his breath but even with all of this happening I heard him completely."If ever I die remember that I-"

His sentence was cut off because a truck was going nearer and nearer by the second while honking madly. He wrapped his arms around as if protecting me from the impact.