When We Meet Again

When I Can't Find You... That's When it Hurts the Most

Rihanna's POV

I am getting discharged from the hospital today and my mind was still a bit off. I put on my headphones and listened to Maroon 5, Payphone. I felt someone watching me. I looked around me. I didn't see any suspicious characters.

I was waiting outside the hospital for my mom to fill out some papers.

If I grow any older and I have to do that stuff, I'll kill myself first. Adulthood is great, but it is just wayyy too much work.

Ehh, forget that life.

There was a man walking down the street. He was wearing a midnight colored suit. That brought back some thoughts. That man... He said he knew me. He practically said he was an unforgettable part of my life. Haha. So unforgettable that I don't even know where he came from. But really... who was that?

My mom interlocked her hand with mine, we smiled at each other and walked to her car. She drove me to her house. As we walked up the stairs we had the door open before she put the key in. Surprised, my mom gasped and we laughed. My dad was waiting for his prey and opened just in time. I took a shower and went to my old room.

I laid on my bed and crashed.

Chris Brown's POV

She should be getting discharged today. I knew where she was, so I had to. I just had to do it. I don't care of the risk. I put on my charcoal addidas track suit, a classical bandana and some dark shades. I was supposed to be going to rehearsal. But I had to cover my face. Shh! It's a secret, but I'm ditching to see bae.

When we met this morning, I found out she really doesn't remember me. Asking me for my identity wasn't just because it was dark, it was because my face as her lover is no longer familiar. She wasn't going to realize who I really was anytime soon, so I had to bring back her lost thoughts. That was my goal and my duty as her property.

The engine of the van started. My manager was driving to the studio, but as you already know I have other plans. We stopped at a red light, traffic. Perfect, I thought.I grabbed my phone and wallet, then ran out of the car towards the hospital.

I felt so rebellious... Like a teenager.

As I ran, I could hear my manager calling my name and that made me run faster. I swerved around cars and bikes. I stopped at an alley. I sighed and breathed heavily. I felt so free... When my mind was at ease and my breathing was regular. I caught a taxi and drove there.

I was behind a tree when I saw her. If I had a camera, I would take a nice photo and show her the face she has when she is just thinking alone. Her off guard look.

She was pretty.

Rihanna's POV

I heard my window acting as a shield as I slept. That was what woke me up. I got out of my bed and saw a familiar view. There a was a young man throwing pebbles at my window. I couldn't see the boy's face in my memory, but it had to be the same person. I opened my window and spoke without thinking, "Chris!"

What was I saying? Who is Chris and why would I call this person that?

It must've really been his name because he called my name back, waving his hands in the air. He smiled and said, "I LOVE YOU!!"

Oh my...

This person...

I closed my window and fell back into my bed.