Amnesia

T H R E E

E S M E

*few weeks later*

"Esmeeeeeeeeee" I opened the door to see Calum. I playfully rolled my eyes.

Calum and I have gotten close, but I have gotten very close to Ashton, to the point where I tell him everything all the time.

I still haven't told Calum about what happened. Or my therapist. I've had 2 so far because Chloe gave up. I literally stopped communicating with her.

My new therapist, a woman named Bailey Kingston, has been trying to get me to talk. She brought someone in who she thought would help me.

You would never guess who that someone was.

Yep. The one, the only, Michael Clifford.

He tries to help, when we are by the therapist. He is supposed to ask me questions and get me to talk, but when we aren't at therapy.

It's a whole different story.

I still don't laugh. I never talk. And I rarely smile. But I have warmed up to a few people. I don't trust ANYONE other than Ashton.

That's why I haven't told anyone what happened 4 years ago.

"So are you okay?" he asked sitting on my bed. I sighed, today was May 3rd. Tomorrow, it will have been exactly 4 years since the accident.

I shook my head and he put his arm on my shoulders.

"It'll all be okay soon." he says. I look down.

"Yo Cal. Ash needs us to help him." Luke says opening my door.

Oh Luke. Ya we have become friends, he still invades my personal space at times but I have gotten some what used to it.

"Alright. Bye Esme." Calum said walking out the door. I sat back.

"Hello!" I looked at the strange man.
"Where's my mom? And dad? And Luna?" I asked scared. He sighs.

"We can't show you as of right now. They stent doing good." he said looking down.

"I want to see Luna." I demand.

"She. She didn't make it Esmeralda." Screaming, I pulled the pillow over my face.

"You can see her, one last time if you would like." the doctor said once I stopped. I nodded quickly.

"Okay. I'll get a nurse to get you in a wheel chair." he left and I cried.

My only sister, my very best friend, she died.

I copied my tears. I miss her so much.

I went through drawers trying to find the picture.

The last picture we took, in Disneyland. Luna and I were wearing Minnie mouse ears. I had my head rested on hers and we were doing peace signs with our hands.

My parents were making funny faces. I held the picture to my chest and crawled into my bed crying.

I wish I didn't get into that dumb argument with Luna. I wouldn't be here, and she would be with me back in New York. I miss her so much. I miss my mom and dad too.

I cried until I couldn't anymore, until my body was so exhausted that I fell into a deep sleep.

C A L U M

"Calum! You gotta lift that side idiit!" Michael yelled at me. I dropped the table and walked away.

"Calum! Where the fuck are you going?"