Heather came to visit.
As did these other people I didn't know.
They came and went, so I only caught a few names. Angie, Ryan, Kyle, Ian and Zack.
They were all celebrity looking types. Made me wonder how the me of the future knew them.
They all seemed worried about me, and I didn't know why.
"I know we shouldn't expect you to remember anything after only a few weeks, but, have you remembered anything?" Kyle asked. He looked like a more slender captain America. oh, what a beautiful man.
"A few things. I removed my dad's death, it happened mere seconds after I came out to my mom, and I remember that I went on a date with heather that day, to forget about Jack, and felt guilty, so I apologized, told her I was gay, and then when she left, told me mom."
"Wait, that's a lot of new information." Heather muttered.
"Anything else?" Kyle pushed.
"I remember that Jack and I are dating now, but I don't know why, or how, but I'm happy. I also remember getting really sad, but have no idea why, no idea what I did after, I just remember sadness."
Heather looked over at Jack, "you haven't coerced him into anything, have you?"
"No," Jack assured, "I promised myself I won't even think of laying a hand on him until his memories return."
"He's not lying. I've kissed him, but that it. Only once too, when I remembered we were a couple."
Heather glared at Jack, "I still don't trust you."
"You know I'm more upset with myself than you'll ever be over it, right?"
I looked between the two, Jack looking tired, sad, and Heather looking angry, "so you guys hate each other?"
"No! We're both just, extremely overprotective of you. And even if you forgave this dick, I can't forgive him."
Jack lowered his gaze to the ground, "I'm going out for a walk. I'll pick up groceries." Jack left the room, leaving me with Kyle and Heather.
"Screw him!" Heather snorted.
What did Jack do? I want them to tel me, but no one will! I know why they won't tell me, but I want to know!
I feel so out of the loop!
I feel-
A memory came rushing back.
Laughter, so much laughter.
Fag was written in my locker and desk and Jack was laughing too.
I saw my limbs hang underneath me, dangling, my body not even trying to stop my pain. I saw in the corner of my eye a horrified look coming from Jack, seeing me from his own room.
I saw him reaching for the phone and calling someone before rushing somewhere out of sight.
"Ethan!"
"Ethan!"
"Oh my god, this is all my fault!"
"Ethan!"
"No- please... don't leave."
"Ethan, I'm sorry. I'm so fucking sorry."
"I-I love you."
"Damn it!"
I fell onto the floor, gasping, shaking.
"Oh my god! Ethan!" Kyle and Heather rushed over, and heather touch helped me a bit, but I was still shaking.

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Pain and Love Comes in Many Forms
RomansNavigating love and heartbreak is always a tough ride. Things don't always work out the way you want them too, and sometimes people feel as if they deserve a million chances. A million chances to take but never to give. The first four chapters are a...