Remember

Chapter 32: More Names

I stare at the "help" message and don't know what to do. It's been hours since this Juliet girl texted she needed help. If she really needed help wouldn't she continue to ask and call? I debate texting her back and I finally decide with something I think Sawyer would say. I text back, 'where are you?' And I set the phone down, waiting impatiently for her to text. It drives me crazy just waiting so I get up and pace back and forth.

After a few minutes the phone beeps. I rush to it and open the text quick. 'You know where I am. Help.'  I put the phone down, frustrated with the answer. From the sounds of things it doesn't seem like she needs help. I walk back to Sawyers room, switch the light on, and let myself right in.

"A girl needs your help." I say and look up from the phone. I realize I'm talking to myself when I see no one on the bed. His bathroom door is opened; but no sign of him in there and his bed is made. I eye everything suspiciously, I would have heard him pass by my room. Where the hell did he go? He was in here five minutes ago. I walk back into my room, trying to figure out what I should say. What would Sawyer say? Mean approach or nice? I start typing, 'I can't, busy' and I once again put the phone down and wait. Not even a second later a text comes through. 'Sawyer?' She questions and my face tinges pink; I've been caught. 'Yes?' I type back. I set the phone on the side table and lay down, waiting. She knows.

"Buenos días. Good morning." I hear someone cheerfully say. Where am I? What's happening? I reluctantly open my eyes and see Nancy by the window opening the curtains. I sit up in bed, rubbing the drowsiness out of my eyes. Oh no, I fell asleep.

"What time is it?" I question and Nancy turns to me.

"No no, say it in Spanish. Repeat after me. Que hora es?" She says and I repeat it enough times that I'm sure I'll remember it. I keep repeating it inside my head.

"Que hora es?" I say slowly, but perfect. Nancy claps her hands and smiles.

"Eight in the morning." She says and walks to the door. "Breakfast is ready." She walks out and closes the door behind her. I turn to the side table, curious with what Juliet said, but the phone isn't there. No, no, no; Sawyer wouldn't. But then again he would. I get up and barge out of the room, I'm going to avoid Sawyer this whole week. He can't say something then take it away. I walk out, making sure the coast is clear; avoiding Sawyer at all costs.

I groggily walk to the bathroom, brush my teeth, rinse my face and put my heavy set of curly curls into a messy bun. I don't feel like dealing with Sawyer today.

I make my way downstairs and listen for any conversation between Sawyer and Nancy. I hear nothing but Nancy in the kitchen washing dishes. Wait, maybe Bethany is here. I walk slowly to the kitchen and peek my head through and see it's only Nancy. I see a mountain of pancakes placed on a plater and a few cut up fruits and a can of whip cream. I take my seat and start digging in.

"How did you sleep?" I ask Nancy, trying to fill in the silence. She turns around from washing the dishes and smiles,

"Dormí como un bebé. I slept like a baby." She says with a small laugh. "I hear you're staying for a week. You'll learn a lot of Spanish by the end of this week." She says, almost like a proud mother. I grin, wanting to learn as much as possible. I hear foot steps coming from behind me and I know they're Sawyers. I hurry and finish my last bite, pick up my plate and place it into the sink. I say thank you to Nancy and give her a quick hug.

"Finished so soon?" She questions and I nod, not bothering with an excuse. I'm sure she'll put two and two together.

"I'm not that hungry." I tell her walking backwards when I hit something warm. I turn to be face to chest with Sawyer. I can smell the shampoo he uses, and he's wearing his usual white shirt. I ignore him, turning to Nancy again,