Addicted To A Memory

Chapter 6

Natalie' POV

Flashback

It was a cold night of November where I stayed up late. Its already 12 in the midnight I can't find my inner peace to bring me to sleep. I got off my bed and I grabbed my slippers. Since I can't sneak out late at night and mom and dad made sure of that, they locked the front and back door with a high security passcode or something.

I opened my window and cold wind of November suddenly rushes through my skin, making me shiver a bit. I jumped carefully, not wanting to break any bones, and landed swiftly in the ground. You might wonder how the hell can I jump that high, well I am taking gymnastic classes since my toddler years until now. So yeah.

I ran as fast as I can when I heard my dad's snoring paused a bit. I ran to a memorable place of me and Tyler. The playground.

Tyler.

Tyler was my older brother. Was.
You're wondering why was? He was taken away from us. I was only a year old and he was 3 and half years old. We were playing in the monkey bars. Mom and Dad were preparing our snacks when suddenly, he was gone. I called for him, but he's gone.

I ran to my mom with uncontrollable tears running down my face and told them what happened. I helped them in finding Tyler. But he didn't come home. Countless days, weeks, and months have passed and the police gave up. But there is always something inside me that feel his presence. I always believe he's still here.

That he'll come back.

I didn't realize that I was crying when a tear fall to my hand.

"Uh miss, are you alright?" A husky voice got me out of my thoughts. I look up and saw a man, probably 3 years older than me.

His eyes are blue as the ocean. I found it dangerous to stare at it, because I might drown myself. His jaw is well-defined. And oh his lips, looks luscious. So kissable.

I snapped out of my thought and wiped my tears and smiled at him
"Yes, I am okay."  He returned the smile and looked down at me. I blushed furiously when I realized that I am only wearing a short shorts and a huge t-shirt with my fluffy socks. Wow, so embarrasing.

He sat down with me and look me in the eyes and said "My name is Chase, nice to meet you"

I smiled. "Natalie, nice to meet you Chase"

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There's something inside me that doesn't want to wake up. I want to stay dreaming. I want to stay like this all through my life.  My life was perfect, until he comes. I don't want to face the reality of my life.

I might sound too coward but when your life is full of shits, it'll make you think twice about waking up.

My life is worse than the Kardashians.

I gasped and opened my eyes. It felt like eternity opening my eyes. They are like glued together and opening it brought pain. I looked around the room where I am and began breathing harder. The walls are painted blue. Reminds me of our house. So blue.

Pain shoots in my body like a poison in my veins that eventually spreads more and more. My body feel so limp and lifeless.

Memories came flashing back and hit me like a ton of bricks. I can't breathe. My chest is tightening. My eyes began to water. The annoying beeping sound is going faster. Panic surrounds me.

"Shh, Calm down Nat. Shh." A soothing sound filled my ears but I didn't listen. I began thrashing around the bed but hands restrain me from getting out. That just made my breathing harder. My asthma is attacking.

"Shit. Her asthma is attacking. Jerry get the mask." The soothing sound began to panic.

The "Jerry" boy attached the mask to my nose and mouth and I hold on to it as if my life depended on it. But it doesn't  help a bit.

"Breathe slowly Nat, inhale exhale" The soothing voice calmed me down and soon, breathing became regulated.
My blurry sight, sharpen and I can see now who are helping me.

I looked at the man in his twenties. His facial figure is recognizable. I soon recognized him. It's Jerry.

Jerry Lanister.

I looked at the other man and study his figure. He's in his mid twenties, he has small subtle in his jaw. His jaw is well- defined. His eyes are crystal blue, blue as the ocean. His lips I recognize so much. A gasped left my mouth when I realized who is he.

Chase.

Chase fucking Lanister.

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