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11⚫️Fixing My Life

Alice's POV

I walked upstairs, seeing Mark and Ethan talking in his bedroom. I tried to listen in their conversation. "What if Alice never remembers our relationship?" Ethan asked Mark. I quickly trotted away, to my room, not wanting to hear anything more. That's why he was being so weird.

I quickly fell asleep.

DREAM/MEMORY:

 I got up abruptly and sneaked into Ethan's room. I slipped inside his bed, greeted by his soft, but comforting arms. "Couldn't sleep?" He mumbled pecking my cheek. I nodded and shuffled in his arms, so I was facing his tired face. "I need you," I smiled and kissed him. He smiled at this comment and, he made his grip tighter on my waist."Goodnight, blueberry," I said snuggling into his chest. "Goodnight, my smol bean," He chirped and booped my nose. "I like it," I giggled and slowly fell asleep in his arms. "I love you Alice..." Were the last words I heard before I went to sleep.

I woke up sweating, I shook my head. 

It can't of been real, it's not true.

"Merk?" I called out softly, as I opened the door. I saw Amy and Mark cuddling each other, just like me and Ethan in the memory. "Mark? Amy?" I asked again, scared to wake them up. Mark stirred and I backed into the shadows. "Alice?" He asked, his tired voice made him cringe. "I'm so sorry for waking you its, just... I think I had another memory... But, I don't.... Believe it." I said quietly, he could only just hear me.

He carefully slipped out of Amy's grip, not waking her. "Stealthy." I snickered. "What was this memory?" He asked gently, not bothering smiling at my joke. I told him about my memory and his face dropped. "Why-Why don't you believe it?" He asked. "I don't know, I just never knew that me and Ethan would be a thing..." I rubbed my shoulder. "Alice, just because he is distant, doesn't mean his spirit and his love is gone." He said, looking into my eyes.

I toke his words in and my spirit lifted. 

"I'm gonna see him tomorrow."

~Time Skip to... TOMORROW~

"Ethan, OPEN THE DOOR!" I yelled knocking on the door.

Something needed to make sense, I had to fix this; me and Ethan. I heard a lock click and Ethan's distraught face greeted me. He looked dead. His skin was glistened, and his blue hair was stuck onto his face. It looked like he had been sweating, or crying. Or both.

"Ethan, can I please come in?"

His eyes were wild and bloodshot, he looked at me as he was trying to figure out if I was real.

"Thank you- Oh my goodness."

Saying his room was a mess, was clearly an understatement. It looked like a bomb had gone off but it was worse video games were strewn across the floor, clothes were everywhere, even his shirt was hanging off the fan. The sheets were ripped to shreds on the floor, and in one corner glass was laying there, it was tinted with which looked like blood.

I walked delicately over to his naked mattress. I looked around his room, and there was definitely blood. I saw a picture of me and Ethan kissing, with blood on it. I picked it up, and felt jealously rise up in my body.

Jealousy? I was jealous of my old life. But memories were coming back to me.

"Why are you in here?" His voice was quiet, but accusing.

"Well, no one has seen for a while, and I just wanted to check in with you." I smiled gently. "Why?" He asked his hazel eyes drifting over me.

"You don't care about me. No one does."

 I was taken aback, but that wouldn't bring me down.

"Of course I do you silly!" I giggled and playfully punched his shoulder. He looked shocked. There was a tension and heat between us, it was new but felt strangely familiar. Ethan's eyes were looking into my eyes, to my lips, back to my eyes and to my lips again. Ethan's head tilted slightly.

We connected lips, kissing.

A white fire shot up in my heart, my hands found his hair, his hands found my waist and wrapped around them. All I could think of was, safety, love, protection. Ethan pulled away looking into my eyes, the storm was gone. He looked more himself, his hazel eyes more hazel, not dull or anything. 

"Excuse me, I'm going to have a shower." He smiled at me and got me.

I rushed downstairs, giddy and excited. "I kissed Ethan. I kissed Ethan!" I repeated and ran over to Chica giving her a huge pat. "What?!" Amy, Mark and Tyler exclaimed. Tyler sounded disappointed and hurt but, I ignored that. 'Me and Ethan kissed, I love him. I remembered something last night and Mark helped me to go and see him today and it all went well!" I squealed and jumped up and down.

"You're telling me, Mark got out of bed and hugged you?" Amy said all sassy like, but I knew she was joking  so I played along. "That's right gurl, so you better watch yo back, cuz that man will soon be mine." I said back in the same sassy tone. "Excuuuussse me? Ya'll talking to me like that, ya better watch yo arse woman, and while your talking behind my back, feel free to bend over and kiss my ass." She smiled at her own joke.

"Sorry, but I don't see a male donkey anywhere, but I can see a bitch." I retorted bursting into laughter at the pathetic fight, and so did everyone else. "That was a very good one, Alice. I must remember that." She giggled. "Yours was better than mine." I said truthfully. She nodded. "That's right." She said crossing her arms.

"So all the girls fight over me?" Mark grinned and winked. Me and Amy rolled our eyes. "Pfft, sorry but... No I would rather date a llama then you." I giggled. "Happy llama, sad llama, mentally disturbed llama, super llama, drama llama, big fat mama llama. Llama,llama,llama who is this big llama? Causing all this drama? It's me bitch. Yes, I am that llama. That llama you despise, with those big ass eyes, and dem luscious thighs." Amy sang, doing some sassy moves.

Ethan's POV

 I turned on the water to the hottest setting and stripped off. I looked at my reflection in the mirror, my body was messy, my brain was messy, my life was messy.

I stepped into the shower, ignoring the burning pain on every ounce of my skin. It was almost welcoming, burning off the messy version of me. I stood under it until I couldn't bare it anymore. I turned the water back to normal temperature and scrubbed myself raw.

I stepped out of the shower and stared at my face, my heart bursting with pride.

I'm me again.