Remembering YOU

Chapter 3

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It had been almost a week since I have sat at the bench with Dylan. He is well basically the only thing I can think about. I was just going over his words, you don't remember me? I just don't understand how one person can just control your thoughts. and consume your life with just saying like 12 words to me. ugh.

"Honey don't forget about the BBQ tonight your dad is getting honored at 7."  She yelled up the steps.

Me being me I didn't even hear it.. or just pretended not to. Like how did I knew this boy, its almost like maybe we went to school together I went into my closet and pulled out every yearbook I got from middle school to senior year. I spread them out all over my floor of my room. Okay Dylan.. Shit I have no idea what he's last name was. Well this just makes everything so much easier.. Hint the Sarcasm right that. I mean a guy that looks like Dylan had to have been in some sort of sports? So I flip to the sport section of the yearbook.

"Honey. Did you hear what I said. " my mom said opening my door and sitting on my bed. "What are you doing?" She scrunched her eyebrows together looking at my mess on the floor of my bedroom.

"Just looking for someone." I truthfully said, but, leaving out who I was searching for.

"Alright." She said not wanting to push me. "We'll you better start getting ready. We have to be there early." My mom kissed my forehead.

"Okay." I smiled. With no such luck but wait I notice those beautiful blue eyes in my senior yearbook. He was on the football team. He wasn't in any of the other books, so maybe he transferred my senior year? So how did I not remember he was in my class of 2018. Wait what? That means I would be 19? I try to remember the last 2 years but its completely a blur. The last thing I remember is the last day of my senior year and beginning summer. Tears stream down my face, I quickly whip them. I needed to be happy tonight for my dad because he was getting honored tonight! I would figure this out when I got back from the block BBQ.

I grabbed my ivory lacy dress out of closet, with the brown cowboy boots. Since I have gotten a tan, I thought I could rock this! I have been waiting to wear this dress all summer and I think tonight is the night! And set them on my bed. So I could go and curl my hair.

I quickly did my hair, because really I had no motivation to do anything or go anywhere anymore. It still looked good, my dark brown hair now had ringlets that fell down perfectly. I slipped on my dress,  and shoes. Grabbed my phone and made my way down the stairs.

"My baby girl looks beautiful." My dad said kissing my head as he was waiting at the door for me and my mom.

"Thanks daddy." I smiled.

"We'll we better get going." My dad said taking my mother's hand in his walking her to the car. As I followed behide them. My mom was so happy right now, compared to what she was when my father was on tour in Afghanistan. I remember that one night was just absolute horror.

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*Smash*

I roll over in my bed, looking at my alarm clock that said 2:33 am.

What the fuck in going on down there, I throw off my covers and make my way down the stairs. Rubbing my eyes yawning as I squint to let my eyes react to the light! When I finally make it to the kitchen I her my mom crying with her cell phone in her hand.

"I can't do this anymore." She said balling her eyes out. I instantly run my way to my mom on the ground throwing my arms around her.

"Momma are you okay?" I said rubbing circles on her back.