I walked down the stairs, listening to what the guys and Sofia was saying. Listening as Sofia told them about me.
"I told Vikk that Jerome might die in a week if I can't reverse what Louise did" Sofia spoke, that's when I blanked out. I might die? Why? I didn't know losing your memory could kill you. Then again I don't really know that much. Maybe that is a normal effect of memory loss.
When Sofia had gone again the others started to talk about it. About how to save me. It feels nice, knowing that they care. Even though I really don't know them, I know they know and care for me.
"Oh, hi Jerome" said the blonde guy suddenly, was it Simon? I think so.
"Am I going to die?" I asked them, really wanting to see if they would lie or not.
"No, of course not. We will fix it" the taller brunette said, I think he was called Mitch.
"How will you do that in a week?" I questioned.
"We'll figure something out Bacca" the shortest of them replied. I can't even remember his name yet he has that nickname for me. Why was I called Bacca? What does it even mean? Maybe my surname has something to do with it. Maybe my full name is Jerome Bacca. I just don't know.
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Sherlock Minter vol 4
FanfictionShe's back, but why? The Pack and Landon join forces to try and figure it out, hoping to save Jerome who suddenly doesn't seem to remember a thing. Can he get saved? What will Sofia do about it? Can they all get their happily ever after? (This is...