Addicted To A Memory

Chapter 7

Natalie's POV

My life is more fucked up than I thought. I should start writing a novel about my shitty life.

There are 3 choices of what you can act when you saw someone who played a big part of your past. And did something really bad.You can either be mad at them, ignore them or forgive them and move on.

In my case, the love of my life left our town, with my heart in his hand. I handed him my heart with full trust and love. But he broke it.

And I was left broken hearted.

"Ch- Chase...." I croaked out.

It's been 7 years since I let him go. 7 years of agony. 7 years of lonely nights. 7 years of loneliness without him by my side.

His figure became more well-defined. He developed more muscles. Oh I must be drooling over him.

I tried to reach out to him, wincing in pain but I know the pain is all worth it. The love of my life is already here in front of me. Standing in front of me. Looking down to me. His face almost devoid of any emotion.

I hold on to his hand like my life depended on it. I squeeze it tight, tears falling down from my face and onto the bed sheets. My breathing became labored. I must be looking like a fucking gorilla. I looked up to his face and see his eyes full of pain, happiness and love. Oh Chase.

"Natalie....." The way my name rolls out of his tongue makes my heart beats so fast and my panties dampen a bit. Speaking of panties, how did I got dressed?

I look down my body and saw the silky midnight blue night gown that I am wearing. Sensing my confusion, Chase broke the silence.

"I ordered my maid to dress you up, since when I found you inside the box, you are uhhh... naked." He blushed a bit when he spoke the last word.

I was in a ..... box?

Chase sat in bed, next to mine. He pulled me into a hug. My eyes widen.
"Shh. Just let me hold you. I missed you so much."

A small cough interupted Chase and I weakly smiled at Jerry's way.

"Nat, nice seeing you again in an unexpected way." His eyes ablazed with fury.

Jerry is my protector in my Highschool years. Whenever a bitch start a fight with me since I am dating Chase Lanister, the Greek God of Riverville High, Jerry always saves the day. He also tell other boys to back off whenever the try to flirt. It's actually hilarious seeing those boys wide fearful eyes, like they are about to pee in their pants.

"Natalie, who did this?" Chase's voice broke my thoughts

"Yeah, tell us and we'll hunt them down"

"Why are you in a box?"

"What did they do to you?"

"Why did they hurt you?"

So many questions running in my mind, I hope it was easy telling them. But telling them means putting them in a great danger.

My eyes burned and tears are threathening to fall again. Memories of being tortured is flashing back so fast. His words are ringing through my ears.

I can't take it anymore.

I gripped my hair, hoping that the flashbacks and his words would end fast. My breath came faster.

You killed your mother.

You're a mistake.

You're father won't be happy if he knew about this.

You're a murderer.

Suddenly, Robert's face flashed in front of me. He flashed his all too familiar evil smirk.

"GO AWAY! LEAVE ME ALONE!" I screamed at the top of my lungs. Begging him to go away but his sinister smile won't go away.

Hands were keeping me down as I thrashed. Those hands won't be the death of my determination to get away.
"Shh. Natalie calm down. Shh." A husky voice whispered. But I didn't listen. He's here. Robert's here. He's going to kill me.
A needle pierced in my arm. And sleepiness washed upon my body, making my eyes heavy. I soon let go and embrassed the darkness and silence.