Amnesiac

Sixth

The café was antique and vintage and the smell of coffee was around the place. The decorations were the only things that were modern in the café, seeing that those paintings were obviously made by young artists because of the themes.

I was beyond thankful for the fact that Liz didn't ditch on me when I invited her to meet me in the nearest café that I found. We hang out a lot since she came barging in my room. Unlike to Darren, I found my bond with Liz in an instant. With Darren, it was a little difficult, especially for the fact that he's been trying to reject my opened offers to him.

"What's the matter, Andromeda?" she asked me once she placed the tray of our foods on the table.

"There may be a little trouble between Darren and me." I sheepishly admitted.

She swallowed, and for a moment I instantly knew that she was nervous. "Why do you say so? Did Darren do something awful to you?"

I tried to read Liz's expression. The nervousness was definitely visible on her face. The reason of her anxiousness, I don't know. But a part of me was indeed sure that she was not comfortable with Darren being our subject.

I shook my head, I may be over thinking. "I know this may seem a little awkward, but Darren won't sleep with me." I said, straight to the point.

After having another heated make out session in my room last night, something occurred to me it was the reason of why I made a fool out of myself.

Darren and I were in my room like always and we were out watching some movies. Turns out, the movie we were watching was a chic flick and the mains in the movie were in the middle of a sucking face session.

And turns out as well, Darren and I ended up getting jealous with the pleasure they were sharing. So without hesitation, we had our own tonsil hockey in the room.

Everything was turning out so well, well, until the part when I decided that I wanted to see more of Darren and peeled his shirt off. He was participating with what was going on at the moment and at that time, I thought that maybe it was when I would be laid with Darren again, and maybe if I do get laid that time, maybe my doubt for my feelings for Darren will no longer adore my mind. Maybe I would find my feelings for Darren a lot clearer and maybe I will love him the way I did before.

"Sleep with me now, Darren," I insisted, "I promise you won't be taking any advantages on me, I swear. Just please be with me tonight," I pleaded, obviously making myself sound desperate. But at that moment, I really didn't care.

All I can care about was to feel something strong for Darren, something affectionate.

But then he declined the damn sex offer I gave to him, and that just slumped on me big time. It slumped my hope for feeling the adoration for Darren as well. His open rejection made me question my feelings for him again. The double trouble was that I wasn't even sure if I have feelings for him because of my amnesia.

Normally, amnesiac patients don't have troubles having to find the feelings and emotions they have to other people. But to me, it was beyond difficult.

But trying to find out my feelings for Darren was harder than I thought.

"I don't know about Darren, but he is turning down something that most boys want to hear from their girlfriends," Liz laughs and I join her. "I mean, come on, if I were a boy, I may as well just jump into the opportunity. The girl asked for it herself, god!"