Do I remember you?

Chapter 4: Opening Up Wounds

OK, so this is going to be the new chapter and we are going to try and make it good. 

Just a warning though, it wont be as good ad other writers because this is our first story. The brunette and I are writing this from 2 different locations. She is at her house and I am at mine. Thank god for technology, or else a lot of things wouldn't be possible. 

Please bear with us, and read on.

Also, on the side there is a picture of Alexandra Daddario as Mercedes. It should be there, sorry if it not.

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Mercedes Z. POV

After Tristan stormed out of the cafeteria, the whole room was silent. I didn't know weather to go or not.

Alyssa, who i forgot was next to me, nudged my shoulder and nodded her head towards the door. I don't know why she wanted me to go get Tristan, but i still went anyways.

Reluctantly, I stood up from the blue chair, and left the table. As i walked away, I felt eyes burning at the back of my head, but I ignored it.

"Tristan!" I cupped my hands around my mouth to sound louder. 

You could hear my white high-top converse hitting the floor in the long hallway. Faint ragged breathing was heard, but it wasn't mine. 

"Tristan?" He turned around hearing his name being called, again. His light brown eyes held anger, jealousy, and longing, but as cliche as it sounds, they softened when they met mine.

"Why did you come?" he asked with hope in his voice

"Alyssa told me to," I started "and what you did was spontaneous, it surprised all of us." 

A chuckle slipped form his lips, and I looked up at him. Yes, I was tall for a girl, 5'8'' but his 5'11'' figure was tall enough to make me slightly look up. I was dying to remember something, but with no avail, my mind had no recollection of anything whatsoever.

"What happened back there?"

"You don't know what it feels like do you?" He retaliated

"What do you mean?"

"I'm not saying to get back with me. I know it's gonna take time, but you should at least look like you're trying."

"What's that supposed to mean?" I shot back

"Matt's all over you, and you aren't doing anything."

"I don't know what your talking about. He's just being friendly."

"You're kidding me, right? Matt's just obviously trying to make you his."

I stopped to think about what he said. 

Matt is being really friendly, but what does it matter, anyways. Tristan is not my boyfriend, he doesnt have a say in it.

"What does it matter? You're not my boyfriend"

"It does matter! I love you, and I know you love me too. Like said it's just matter of time. I'll get you back no matte-" He was going to say something, but was cut off by the bell. Lunch ended, and 6th period started.

 I turned around, going to my forensic science class. With what just happened, all I wanted was to eat my comfort foods, and fall asleep watching Teen Wolf.

"I will get you back. Even if it's the last thing I do. I love you, Mercy. I hope you know that!" Tristan shouted loudly to me from the end of the hallway where we talked.

His voice shrunk in volume the more I continued to walk away.

When i reached to my locker, a note fell out of it. 

Picking it up, it read:

Getting cozy with Matt, huh? Poor Tristan, giving his heart to you, but you just crush it. That was a nice conversation y'all were having. Very heart warming.

Sucks to have your memory taken away from you. Hope you recover from your accident, or was it really one?

I'm watching, and will be expecting you to follow as I say. Or else arrangements will be made.

Don't say I didn't warn you.

Here's a band aid, you'll need it.

 There was a band aid taped to the back of the note.

I checked inside of my locker and found a white rose, my favorite flower.Picking it up, my thumb got stabbed by a thorn and a drop of blood came out.

The late bell rang, indicating that class had started.

 I was too distracted by the note to worry that I was late to class, so I was standing in the deserted hallway being bombarded by my thoughts.

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Were back and we are in black! No idea what that was, it rhymed. Thats one of the blondes favorite sayings.

Anyways,

How was that?

We hope that was good.

It took us, a while to write that, especially being indifferent places and all.

How is your summer going? Or if you live in a place where you have school now, how is your week starting out to be?

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Our goal is 32 reads for this chapter, because our most reads were 32 for a chapter.

we are almost at 90 reads! that may be a little bit, but to us thats is good.

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- The blonde and brunette ;)

p.s. sorry its short. is it? Don't even know.