Remember (On Hold)

Chapter 17

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CHAPTER 17

"Um... I.... I think I'm just gonna go" I said as I turned around ready to walk back home. 

" Wait, Teresa this isn't what it looks like" the girl said as she grabbed my shoulder.

"How do you know my name?" I asked trying to keep in my anger.

" Because.....because we use to be best friends" she said after a long sigh.

" I... I don't remember you .... I lost...."

" Your memory..... I know. Tyler told me"

"So you and Tyler are pretty close then?"

"Ya, I guess you could say that"

I scoffed and turned back around.

" O Gosh that came out the wrong way didn't it" she said to her self. "Teresa wait, Tyler and I are just..." put I had put my earphones in at full volume so I couldn't hear what she said.

I felt something warm and wet fall down my cheek, and as I raised my hand to to touch it i noticed I was crying. I stared walking fast towards my new home, wanting to get inside my room before I broke down crying. I don't know why it hurts so much. What I do know is that this feeling isn't new, I've felt it before, and its a feeling I was trying to avoid. It was the same feeling I got when I was trying to recover my memories. The feeling of someone ripping into my heart and cutting deep into it.

The tears were starting to flow faster and I was running now. I finally reached the house and opened the door. The tears were blurring my vision as I ran up the stairs.

I saw a figure and and heard them say

"Hey T, how'd it go?" I was pretty sure it was Brian but I couldn't think staight. I pushed past him and into my room before shutting my door and locking it. I put my back to the door and slowly went down as I finally broke down crying. No, I wasn't crying, I was sobbing, sobbing my heart out so I wouldn't be able to hurt anymore. I hated the fact that I was hurting, but what I hated even more was not knowing why I was hurting so badly. Maybe Brian was right. Maybe I did love Tyler. Maybe that's why I always felt safe around him. Maybe, maybe, and maybe. That's all my life has been. I don't know who I am! I don't know who I love or who my friends were or what I liked before. Nothing. It was the most frustrated thing ever. I ran my hands through my hair and constantly hit my head, as if that would help me remember. But all I had was a big blank.

I heard a constant knock on the door.

"Come on cupcake,  open up" It was Brian.

I slowly got up and unlocked the door. As I opened the door I could see the concern written on his face. Once the door was fully opened he took a step inside before I rapped my hands around him. He held me tight as I sobbed into his shoulder as he ran his hand up and down on my back saying comforting words.

As I cried I realized Brian was always here to comfort me. He was the one who was always here to see me cry and somehow he always found a way to help the pain go away. So with him here, maybe everything would be ok. Just maybe.

And there's that maybe word again.

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"Here" Brian says as he hands me a cup of hot chocolate. About 5 hours have past since my 'small' break down. It was now about 7 pm and there was a storm coming in so it was starting to get really cold. So Brian decided we should have some hot chocolate and watch some movies. I'm wearing a dress shirt and some shorts.