I'm Sorry, Do I Know You..?

Chapter 5- Delia's P.O.V.

I had no idea whether to go or not to begin with, but after pondering it all day I decided I would. Why not? I've always loved a good mystery, and god knows who the hell 'P' is— I mean, I guess they could be someone I know, maybe a boyfriend who I left hanging after the accident. I thought about that for a while, but boyfriend didn't seem right. Could I have had a boyfriend who was actually a girlfriend? I don't even remember if that's possible. Actually, I'm lying. I think I do know who they are. Well that's who I hope they are, anyway.
              Oh damn, damn, DAMN, I'm so late. It's 8:15 and I've no idea where I am. Oh well, I'm just going to walk this direction. Aha! There it is! But, as I walk through the door and everyone looks up, nobody seems to recognise me. Let downs. I turn to leave, but a waitress taps me on the shoulder.
     'Excuse me, ma'am, but are you a Miss Delia Busby?' I smile and nod. 'Well, someone was waiting for you but they've just left. She was called....umm....sorry I can't remember. But she asked me to give you this.' The waitress rambles on for a bit, but soon gets called over to another table. I slowly unfold the piece of paper, and the message makes my heart skip a beat. It reads:
Deels, I understand why you didn't come-you don't even know who I am. So I'll tell you. I'm Patsy. I'm the ginger girl. I'm the one who you loved. I'm the one you can't remember. I'm the one who loves you more than anything. And nothing can change that. I hope we cross paths at some point. I would like to get to know you again, I really would.
Until we become acquainted again. I love you. Pats. X

Suddenly I'm running faster than I ever have done before. My legs seems to know where to take me. I turn the corner at the end of the road, my heart beating faster than ever. There she is, walking away, just as I always saw her in my dreams. She's right at the other end of the road, and I can't run much further. I make it halfway, but have to stop there. So instead I just call out to her.
'P.' And instantly, she turns her head. I recognise her now. And I remember her. I remember everything.