Amnesia

Chapter Five - 'I mean, he is extremely handsome'

Chase began to laugh it off and so did our friends. He seemed okay but I could tell it was all an act. Once again I was confused. Were we still together, or had amnesia driven us apart? It would make sense for us to be over, but if we weren't I wouldn't complain. I mean, he is extremely handsome. (Wiggles eyebrows)

"Can we talk?" He asked, "alone?"
I could see the look of desperation in his eyes, to get away from all these people, to be, alone.
I wasn't sure whether this was a positive or negative sign, yet I continued to nod. There was no need to excuse ourselves as our whole group of friends were silently observing, along with many other students in the surrounding area. I followed him behind a building where he began to talk. I leant against the faded brick wall and listened to him, although really I was getting lost in his handsome eyes.

"I understand that everything must be confusing right now and I obviously cannot empathize with you. But this is your choice. Nothing changes for me, only I have to explain a couple of things that you knew before." He inhaled deeply, knowing that this could change his social status and mine, "are we together? It's up to you."

I desperately wanted to tell him that nothing had changed at all and we were solid. However I couldn't, because everything had changed. For the first time since I woke up in that hospital room, I wanted to break down into tears and release all the mixed feelings I've felt over the past 24 hours. I knew I couldn't because sneak attacking an emotional break down on extremely good looking boy is a cringe worthy thing to do. On the other hand I knew I needed  to, so I did.

I broke down into tears and sank down to the floor, dragging my back down the wall. I sat there with tears dripping onto my dress and a very confused boy standing next to me. Immediately I felt guilty for Chase, he must feel how I did when I asked who everyone was. Of course he hadn't said anything wrong, he'd been more than understanding.

"I'm sorry," I wept, "it's nothing that you said."
He sat next to me, "what's wrong?"
I wanted to shout 'what the hell do you think is wrong with me? I have no idea who anyone is including myself, I don't know where in the world I am or who I used to be!'
Being the decent person I was, my mind reminded me that none of this was his fault though, and it would be unfair to take it out on him.

"I'm so confused and distant from everyone and everything. I have no idea who I am." I cried.
As if this situation couldn't get anymore embarrassing, I had already cried in the most ugly fashion, my nose began to run.
"Let me fetch you some tissue," he smiled and ran off more than willingly.

I seriously did question whether he was going to abandon me. I wouldn't blame him if he didn't come back with the state I was in. How many people do you know would want to return to this situation, I would probably bail. Instead he returned with Adria and practically a whole roll of toilet roll in his hand.

I laughed at how cute this was and replied to his original question, "I think we could make it work - what's the harm in trying?"

Well hello there, here we are again. Apologies for a slightly shorter chapter than usual.

Reader: 'they aren't even that long-'

Anyway I'm naming this ship: chienna (che-en-a)
I hope your enjoying this so far, my favorite lines in this chapter are...

I mean, he is extremely handsome. (Wiggles eyebrows)

And

I knew I couldn't because sneak attacking an emotional break down on extremely good looking boy is a cringe worthy thing to do.

Bye, for now,
-Liv