Make Me Forget✔

6/ F L A S H B A C K

Song of the chapter: Amnesia- 5sos.

[TWO MONTHS EARLIER]

Conor's POV_

"I can't take this anymore... I honestly can't."

It's 3 in the morning, and I just came back from the studio.

Little did I know, I was going to find Veronica still up at this time.

At first, I thought she was waiting for me to come back home, because she does that sometimes.

As soon as I unlocked the front door and stepped inside, she was sitting there, her tears covering both of her cheeks, her head resting on the wall behind her, making my heart drop in seconds.

I've barely seen her crying in the past three years we've been together, but that changed over the past weeks.

I come home to her, her eyes bloodshot red, her outfit unchanged, her body completely exhausted.

I never understood why.

She always told me that she's just tired from work, which I tried so hard to believe, but now, she's crying in deep pain, and she's not trying to hide it from me anymore.

"Are you crying?!" I had no idea how to react, and even though I knew she was crying, I still asked that question.

It's just that, I was surprised, and a bit heartbroken by the view, and I asked the first question that popped in my head, as if I couldn't believe she's still up this late, crying for a reason unknown to me.

She eventually realised I was back home, and I knew she stopped the second she heard my voice.

She wiped her tears before looking up at me, forcing a smile that ignited a fire in my heart.

But not the good type of fire.

It was the type of fire that burned my body in seconds... leaving me with absolutely nothing but worry because of the tears that I hoped I never see covering her face.

She's been doing this for the past week...

She's been hiding her tears, and pretending to be okay.

I stared into her puffy, teary eyes, trying to breath, and actually let a word out of my mouth to clear the silence taking over the atmosphere, but before I could do anything, she was the one to walk up to me.

Her hand touched my cheek, her eyes calming down somehow, while she still held the same smile on her features, before she pulled me closer to her, kissing my lips softly.

I couldn't just stand there letting her off with a kiss.

I needed to know what happened, and even though all I needed at this time is a kiss out of her soothing lips, I didn't kiss back...

But you know what?

If I knew that this was going to be the last time her lips touch mine, I would've held on a little longer.

I would have kissed her a little deeper.

I would have told her how much I loved her.

But I didn't... and that still breaks my heart into countless pieces.

She pulled away shortly after she knew I wasn't going to kiss back, looking me in the eyes again, her smile is no longer there, and I could see the tears forming again as she kept looking at me.

I was too scared to ask what's wrong, and I waited for her to talk to me, and she did.

... But I wish she didn't.