Desperate Hearts. (A Steven Tyler fanfiction)

Chapter 30: Frustration

1 week later

I was sitting on the couch, watching TV when Steven came in. He stopped next to the couch.
He looked frustrated, and sat down next to me.
"Are you okay?" I asked him.
He sighed heavily. "No, I'm not."
I placed my hand on his knee.
"What's wrong?"
"I just wish I could remember everything. That guy, Joe, all he keeps saying is that me, him, and those other guys are a band called Aerosmith, and we're world famous, and have all these awards, and it's frustrating because I don't remember!" Steven's voice raised a little.
I saw tears starting to glisten in his eyes.
I felt tears start to well up in mine at the sight of seeing him cry, but I choked back the tears.
"Steven, it's gonna be okay. It will."
I managed a smile, as our eyes met.
He smiled a little.
"Thank you, Marley."
I took a deep breath. "You're welcome Steven."
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7 hours later

I changed the channel to something decent, about animals, as Joe groaned next to me about it.
"Suck it up, Joseph!" I stuck out my tongue playfully.
Just then, I heard footsteps behind us, and turned to see Steven standing there, holding an Aerosmith CD.
His face was pale, and he was sweating a little.
"I remember.."
My eyes widened, and I shot up from the couch to stand in front of Steven.
"Remember what??"
Steven looked at me. "The band."
Joe's face was priceless.
Steven gripped my hand. "I was listening to this cd, and then it just sparked something in my head. I'm the lead singer of this band..I remember Aerosmith."
I felt tears falling. "Oh my god, this is amazing!!"
I couldn't help myself as I jumped into Steven's arms.
He wrapped them around me tight, and hugged me.
After a moment, he let me down,
Our eyes were connected. For a moment, I thought I saw the spark, and as fast as it was there, it vanished.

I looked down at my shoes.
"I'm so happy for you, Steven." I said, the awkwardness evident.
Steven smiled. "Thanks Marley."
I smiled back, and excused myself.
I walked to the bathroom, walked in, and closed the door.
I shut my eyes as the tears fell.
I crumpled to the floor, my legs weak.

Im so happy that Steven remembered his beloved band. I wish that he would have remembered me along with it. It was so hard to do this. It hurt so much.
What if he never remembered me? For the rest of his life? I loved him more than life itself, but I knew deep down, no matter how much it hurt, that I couldn't stick around waiting for something that might never happen.
It was physically painful to think about being without Steven. But I couldn't be hopeful forever.
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A/N I know this is short, it's kind of a filler. I'm hoping to write at least two or three more chapters!!