I have been great. Ever since that show a couple weeks ago. I and Matt have been talking everyday. I have been lucky to catch him since he travels a lot. And me and Gee have gotten as close as two people can possibility get. I have found out that my father taught me how to play my instruments; he introduced us to The Beatles while we were in the womb. I learned how to sing on my own, just by singing along with records. Matt was taught how to drum by our dad. Our dad was sort of a musical genius, he owned music/ record store and it made a good profit considering it was located in Los Angeles. And oh yeah I am from California. Apparently a Los Angeles native. I am finding the little things that make me, or well in my case made me up. Sometimes I really don't know who Allison Hayley James was, I am Isabella Black. I am this person now. I am not Allison anymore. I just want to know all the little things. How I learned them and how I came to be here. But there is one thins Matt won't tell me and it is the one thing I want to know. What happened between our dad and mother that made her like that?
"Matt?"
"Yeah sis?"
"You have told me everything I wanted to know about myself but you won't tell me the one thing I want to know. The one thing I need to know."
"No Allison. I won't tell you."
"Why won't you tell me?"
"Because..."
"Because why?"
"Because something as horrible as that...even you can't forget it. Just give it time...it will come back to you."
"What if it doesn't?"
"Trust me Ali it will. Look I have to go; I am catching a bus to Maryland. Going to check out what's happening around there."
"Okay. Be careful."
"I always am. And I know how to take care of myself so don't be so worried sis."
"I will try not to be okay?"
"Okay Love you sis."
"Love you too bro."
"Talk to you later."
"You better!"
And with that we hung up. I kept thinking about what could have been so horrible that caused everything to go so bad between the two people that brought us into the world? Well I really didn't care so much for the woman that called herself a mother. I could tell she really doesn't give a shit about me so why should I?
Man I am really starting to bum myself out.
"Bells?"
"What?"
"Bells? You okay?"
"Yeah just thinking about stuff, it's not important. So sugar what are we going to do today?"
"I have some idea what we can do."
Gerard started to scoot closer and began to kiss me.
"Oh yeah and what is that?"
"Well since we are going to be sticking around Houston for a while and we are getting hotel rooms for that, I was thinking we can share one?"
"That's sounds good to me."
"Really Ms. Black because I am not done yet."
"Really? Now Mr. Way what are you planning?"
"I am not going to tell you just say you will share a room with me and I will take it from there."
"Hmm I don't know I might need some incentive to say yes."
He pulled me into his lap facing him and started to attack my neck. Kissing it and trailing down kisses onto my collar bone... It would have been a perfect moment except for....
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This is How I Disappear
RandomThis is the journey of a girl who loses her memory and her journey to find out the truth of who she really is and where she came from. And on the way she finds love. But can she hold on to her love when reality finds her? Disclaimer: I do not own My...