100 Days [Part 1&2]

Chapter 30

I'm kinda depressed now so expect this chapter to be a little depressing. I appreciate the long comments but you have to understand that I don't want all my stories to have the same...trend. So that means Will did really lose his memory unlike Korine who pretends to. 

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Chapter 30

"Why are you crying?" That familiar voice asked me. I didn't need to turn around to even know who it was. But let's just say I don't know who it is and we'll play a little pretend game. When I didn't reply that familiar voice, it sounded angry and started to stomp his foot as he walked to me. 

"Because the world is so depressing and my life is shit. Go away." I pushed him and I thought he fell backwards a bit. 

All I could think was 'I wish I never met him, I wish I never became his babysitter, I wish Ken still hated me and I never became friends with Will.'

Then everything would be better, and I would still live a normal life. 

"You were with Lance." The tears stopped flowing as soon as Will said those words. Forget being mature, that triggered something in me that somehow filled me with anger. I never felt that type of anger before. It was the anger you feel when the guy you like misunderstands you and gets all depressed and avoids you. 

"Liv kissed you!" I balled my fist and threw a punch at Will's shoulder. 

Will's eyes widened and he said, "Remind me never to get you angry. I didn't know you fight." 

"I wish you never lose your damn memory!" I paused for awhile. "Where. Is. My. Old. Will?!" I said each word as I punched Will. It was a good thing the music was loud enough to drown our voice inside, so no one besides the both of us could hear me shouting. Like a jealous stupid love-struck girl I was. 

He grabbed my wrist and looked dangerously at me. 

"Look at me, Fleur." His voice was emotionless and I kept looking on the floor. I refused to look at him, even though I could feel his stare at me. "Fine, Don't look at me. I only have one question for you. Am I really your best friend?" 

"No! Okay?! You're not my best friend!" 

"Fleur, it hurts me that I couldn't remember you, alright? I don't know why, but I couldn't help looking at you while you talk. You're oblivious to what I'm doing so I guess that's a good thing. And I couldn't help but feel really angry when you didn't stop the other girls from dancing with me. And the thing that gets me so damn frustrated? Is that Lance was with you back there! I don't remember you, but I like you!" 

A tear drop fell onto my palm and I looked up. Will wasn't crying or sobbing, but there were tears leaking down his cheeks. 

"How could a guy remembers liking a girl but not what he has been though with the girl?!" 

"Because sometimes a guy couldn't help liking the girl all over again." He silent added, "Even though the guy doesn't even remember her name." 

We just stood there, not looking at each other. My heart was still beating incredibly fast and I wondered if Will could hear it. Probably not. 

"Since I keep hurting you, I think its better I just leave you." He whispered but to me, it was like a huge bomb that striked my inner Fleur. 

"No!" I quickly grabbed the back of his hair and pulled it towards me so we were staring at each other's eyes. "Don't you dare leave me. Yeah you hurt me but someone once told me that if you really love someone, you would do anything to be with them. Even though it means going through a little hurting."