Eleven Years Earlier Part 2

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    Mayson and I talked which seemed to me like a very short time, but we had been walking and talking to my house for at least a few hours. We had turned around another corner for the last time on the night streets of Chicago, Illinois together we walked straight down the old cracked and banged up sidewalk for about ten minutes till we had stopped in front of this beautiful red painted house. The door looked kind of old, the windows were clean and dusted, the porch was magnificent. There really are not many words to describe the sight I was looking at. Mayson and I walked up the stairs of my porch, and there we stood on the porch, my porch I assume, I thought to myself I don't want Mayson to leave he is so sweet and nice. How could I have ever met someone so sweet and nice?
     I really hope Mayson stays I need him, I haven't had anybody stay by side...at least I don't think I have I honestly can't remember. I must have got caught up in my thoughts again, because when I snapped out of my thoughts I noticed him staring at me which instantly made me blush making me say,
"What are you staring at Mayson?" I didn't know Mayson was so interesting. Mayson chuckled and said,
"I am staring at you Crystal." That made me blush even more, making me ask,
"Why?" Of course Mayson had to chuckle a little more.
"Well Crystal you see, I have never met someone so sweet," Mayson said so kindly.
"Mayson, please... I am not as sweet as you think I am... I couldn't even remember where I was or how to get home, what are the chances this happens again?" I said to my disbelief not realizing that these words came out of my mouth. Mayson walked closer to me and looked at me and said,
"Crystal I cross my heart and I hope to die, that I will never let something like that happen to you again. Do you understand?"
"Yes Mayson I understand," I said softly. Then with that Mayson hugged me and walked down the stairs, and said turning around,
"You might want to check your pockets after I leave, goodnight Crystal." I was frightened a little at what he had said, what could be in my pockets? I watched Mayson as he walked down the sidewalk turing around that corner we both had turned before checking my pockets.
    I reached down for my pockets and felt around my front pockets and back pockets. When I reached my hand into one of my back pockets I felt a slightly crumpled folded piece of paper in my back pocket, I pulled the paper out and unfolded it, I gazed at the paper and noticed numbers on it. I smiled and hurried toward the door, opening it and walking inside. I quickly thought to myself,
"This can't be Mayson' s number can it...?" Only one way to find out, call it. I first wanted to see if my so called parents were home; so I called out for them,
"Mom? Dad?" I heard stirring, but didn't think much of it until suddenly I heard,
"Crystal! Oh my goodness you're home" I looked at them with major confusion. I was so confused I didn't know what was going on.
    "Uh how long have I been gone...?" I asked sounding a bit concerned.
"Hunny you have been gone for almost a week." My dad graciously said.
"I have...? I don't remember..." I spoke in a worried tone. Then after I had said that both my mom and dad looked at each other and have each other concerned looks, they turned to me and asked,
"Crystal you didn't know you were gone for almost a week...?" I looked at them with a very sad look, and said,
"No...I didn't...in fact I didn't even know my way home..." my parents both looked very concerned by now. I wonder if they think I have lost mind, which actually happens to be true lol...but they don't exactly know that yet.
"Crystal are you okay? How did you get home? Who brought you home?" My dad suddenly got all fatherly defensive asking these questions. I looked at him, making sure we had eye contact with each other before proceeding with my answer to his questions.
"Dad I am very unsure if I am okay, I somehow lost my memory and can't remember anything, I didn't even know who I was, what my name was, when my birthday was, where I lived, how to get home, I didn't even know if I was in the right place, I was just walking along the streets when this guy stopped and asked if I needed help. The person who brought me home well his name is Mayson, and he walked me home," I calmly said this knowing that both my parents would probably get all emotional which was very likely to happen.
     My parents stood in silence, and while I stood there I felt like a complete idiot for losing my memory and not being able to remember anything. We stood in silence for about fifteen minutes before my dad suddenly cleared his throat and then proceeded to say,
"Crystal I think your mom and I should take you to a hospital." With hearing that my face immediately changed to scared. "Hospital, there's something frightening about that word, that word why does that word sound so bad to me?" I thought to myself.
"Come on we are taking you the to hospital, follow us to the car" my mom said. I did as I was told and once we reached the car I got in and buckled up thinking to myself,
"What'll happen now? Why did I lose my memory? Why don't I like the word hospital? Did I die and come back? I don't want to go, I hope this doesn't take long; I have to call Mayson and make sure he is okay." I heard the car start during my thoughts, and off we were to the hospital...

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Awwhhh Mayson and Crystal might like each other... Mayson is so sweet offering Crystal to help her find her way home, I hope this chapter was longer than the first one... I know I suck again I left you all on yet another cliffhanger, please don't hate me!!!! I should probably mention this, I will be posting a chapter every other day, I am so busy that I don't always have the time to write and publish a chapter everyday, I hope you guys enjoyed this chapter... I don't know if this is a good two chapter start to this book so please comment and let me know your opinions it would be really helpful....also don't forget to share this with your friends and don't forget to become a fellow Beastian, until next chapter bye guys I love you!!!!!

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