Silence » a.i

2.6

Calum, surprisingly, had me drive to his house. It sat on top of a small hill at the end of the street, his driveway twisting up a little ways into the woods. The tiny cottage could still be seen through the trees, though. The hill was a pain to drive up.

"My mom's out for a 'mother daughter day' sort of thing. Mali lived a few towns away so she doesn't see her much," Calum explained. "So I figured maybe you could help me with a spell to possibly fix Ashton."

"I thought we tried everything." I pointed out.

"Maybe," he shrugged, "we don't know. We've only ever had this problem one other time with Mali and her fiance."

I paused before speaking again, unsure how Calum would react to my question, "Who was Mali's fiance?"

I vaguely remembered being told about a boyfriend of her's that this had happened to. Were they the same person?

He stopped walking for a moment, "You don't know him."

"How do you know?"

"The present!" he suddenly gasped, spinning on his heels. "Do you still have it?"

"The...what?" I quizzed.

"Birthday present. The immunity potion," he was talking so fast his words were jumbling together. "Do you have it? It might work. Maybe. I don't know but it's worth a try."

My eyes widened. If we used the immunity potion, it could make him immune to the memory one. That would mean he'd remember his family, but it was worth it, right? Or was that too selfish. My look of shock and excitement began to turn to one of unsureness.

"Wouldn't that mean he'd remember his family?" I questioned. "He didn't want to. That would be selfish of me to make him unhappy for my own happiness. It only lasts for a day anyway."

"He shouldn't have forgotten his own family in the first place," he told me. "Let's go!"

"But-"

"Bridgette." he barked, pulling me back out of his house and to my car.

The drive to Luke's was fast and silent. Once we pulled in, Calum jumped out of the car, already running inside. That's when I remembered that it could still be in the box under my bed. I opened the door to poke my head out.

"I'm going to check my house!" I called.

"Coop-"

I slammed the door, ignoring his protests. He'd probably just tell me the house isn't "safe" or whatever. I'd be fine. So I backed out and went to my old driveway, getting out and sprinting inside, using my old key to unlock the door.

I went straight up the stairs, making sure to shut the door behind me. I sprinted to my room and got down to look under my bed. Sure enough, there was a purple box meant for photos, but held a few things very special and important to me, such as the potion.

"Got it." I smiled to myself, setting the box on the bed as I held the tiny bottle in my hand.

"Bridgette." a very familiar voice said from behind me.

I turned to see Ashton, staring at me with wide eyes like he was scared or lost, "Ashton, what are you doing here? How did you even get- Wait, you talked to-"

"Bridgette!" Jeremy's voice shouted as he leaped out from nowhere, tackling Ashton to the ground.

"Jeremy!" I yelled, getting up to pull him off of Ashton. I set the vile on the end of the bed. "Jeremy, what the hell are you-"

"Bridgette, get to Luke's house." he ordered.

"What?"

"Go! Please!"