Amnesiac

Twenty Sixth

I feel weak. Too weak to even try to speak. I was just so thankful that Liz arrived when Karlos left and saw what is happening in the room. She sent Darren away, which I was so thankful for.

As for myself, I feel like life has been sucked out of my body. I feel numb and weak at the same time. It was insane.

"I'm so stupid." There, I finally said it out loud.

Everything seemed to be making sense now. Reality hits me like a baseball bat, and I feel awakened. I have made the worst decision in my damn second life.

"No you're not, Andromeda. You are not. You never were." Liz cooed.

"Liz, I don't love Darren." I admitted then tears suddenly flooded my eyes again. "I... I love Karlos. Not Darren, not anyone else, just Karlos."

"I chose the wrong person, god damn it!" I screamed.

Liz laughed. "Okay so maybe I will be agreeing with you when you said that you are stupid."

I glared at her. This was not the time for shit jokes. "What am I going to do?"

"Are you really stupid? Then go chase your true love, idiot!" she exclaimed and nudged me. "I would surely believe that you are stupid if you stay here and weep like shit. Your legs are working. Make use of them!"

I nod. Maybe I should listen to Liz. If I don't do this now, then I would really be the world's most stupid girl forever. I stood up shakily before grabbing my keys and my phone. I made sure I was stable before trying to walk out of the apartment. The last thing I need was to get into accident then end up having another shit amnesia, or worse, end up dead this time.

"Oh and Liz?" I turned to my best friend, "Call Darren and tell him he's a son of a bitch." Liz giggled and I smiled at her before jogging to the car, headed to a journey that would lead me to the man I truly love, no matter how cheesy that sounded.

-

My hand trembled as I raised it and attempted to knock on the door. Before I can even knock on the door, it opened and I almost knocked on someone's forehead. Turns out, it was Karlos.

His soft eyes hardened at the sight of me. I cannot really blame him. "What the hell are you doing here? Aren't you supposed to be with your boyfriend?"

My bottom lip trembled, but not because of getting into the verge of tears but because I really didn't think about anything I could say. I bit my lip harder before speaking. "I was wrong."

"What?"

"I chose wrong." I said, tears flooding by my socket. "I should've chosen you, Karlos. Please hear me out. I don't want to hurt you."

He laughs dryly. "You should've thought that before sending me away just twenty minutes ago." He says. "You know what? You should just leave. I don't want to say anything really low-levelled."

"Karlos, please," I pleaded and blocked the door when he attempted to close it. "Just... just please hear me out then I would leave if you want me to."

"I just told you that I want you to leave," he presses.

"But that was before I said the proposition. Please." I said, trying to muster up some sort of a pair of puppy eyes even though my eyes are bloodshot and baggy.

Karlos groans then widens the door. "Get in. I don't want neighbours hear me if ever I got to scream on your face for whatever bullshit you got." He says, leaving the door open before walking inside their house.