The Journey of Forgetting You

Hi! I really need some comments, if I should or shouldn't continue this story, I hope i can get some feedbacks :)

Cheyenneteo.

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Prologue

"Just go, Tess." He looked in to my eyes. I could not feel what he was thinking, usually I could.

"No." I demanded and used all my strength to hug him with all my might. He is too strong, he pulled away. "I'm sorry, where did all this go wrong?" I whispered, sincerely wanting to know why. Tears, they were creating a layer around the balls of my eyes.

"Just go, I never want to see you again." He said, this time much softer than the first phrase.

Why?

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I ran out of his house. I started the engine of my car and drove away as fast as possible. Until, my eyesight blurred, and had no choice to stop. I cried as loud as possible, for no one can hear these cries. When I got hold of myself, I drove home with a broken heart.

I took off my shirt, my undergarments, now stepping into the bathroom, trying to get a bath. Tears were still falling from my eyes. I lifted up the tap of the shower and let the cold water cascade down my bare skin.

I stood there, not moving. Knowing how cold the water is, and how bad the snow is outside and how cold this situation is going. I still made no move, and let the water flow down along with my tears. I wore his shirt- the shirt that he left in my house, along with nothing but panties.

I clutched on tightly to my favourite soft toy as I laid back on my bed, I cried silently into the soft toy, making sure no one knows I am crying. That's me. I cannot believe it, just like this we've broken up. How can he forget a relationship that lasted for so long? How dare he forget this relationship we created? I clutched on to the soft toy even tighter, in hopes that by doing this the pain in my heart will go away. In hopes that maybe id i squeeze it a little tighter, i can transfer my pain away to it. That soft toy in my hands is a little Eeyore from Pooh was given as a year's anniversary from Sebastian, my used-to-be boyfriend. It is impossible to call him an ex, when he still holds a place in my heart. I cried that whole night, remembering all the best memories I ever had with Seb.

Slowly, I drifted into sleep. I woke up so many times, being horrified that I will lose him, shouting his name out loud. But, I had already lost him, there is no point in shouting his name. He would not appear if I call him out now, will he?

My sister, Tricia, rushed to my room upon hearing my pointless screams. She hugged me tight, even though she does not know what had exactly happened. From her tone, she must have guessed it.

"Sleep, Tess." She whispered. "Hush, sweetie." She said in her most softest and gentlest way I've ever heard from her. So gentle like I was a mimosa.

I hugged her back tightly, not knowing how to tell her. My whole body weight leaned against her, crying out loud in her shoulders. Burying myself deeper and deeper in her shoulders, wishing I would just disappear. Maybe, I would not have to hold all these pain.

"Tomorrow will be better." She whispered into my ears, rocking me from side to side.

"Sebastia broke up with me." I manage to whisper, as I choked on my tears.

"Hush, sleep. I will be here, till tomorrow morning." She whispered, she held on to my head, just like how a mother would carry an infant. She laid my head on my pillow and touched my arms up and down.

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When I woke up, I open my eyes to see Tricia sleeping peacefully beside me. My eyes were still sore, and my nose were still red. I quietly bring my body forward, so I will be seating up, and hang my legs down away from the bed to reach the floor. I walked slowly into the toilet, not wanting to disturb Tricia any further.

Tricia is my elder sister. She is 3 years older than me.

I walked into the toilet, grabbing a blouse and skinny jeans. I washed up and changed in to my blouse and jeans.

It was in the wee hours of morning. It was barely 7am. I tiptoed to the doors of my room and open the door slowly, still, not wanting to disturb Tricia.

There is so many things I wanted to do today. That is to go to all the places that me and Sebastian had been before. I have decided to forget him; the first step in forgetting him is to remember him. Remember his facial features, remember how he smelt, his touch and how he love me.

I took my thick knitted sweater and a pair of gloves. I got into my car, and started the engine, I drove to the very first place we met, which was in High School. I parked outside the school, there were no students today, as it was the winter break. I got out of the car, and then the flashback started.