six months // m.e

2.2

"That wasn't too bad, was it?" Matt said, squeezing my waist with his hand. We had just finished answering questions at the police station.

I gave him a small shrug. I wasn't in the mood for talking.

"Don't worry, Nins. No one is going to let anything happen to you."

I knew that Matt really believed that nothing was going to happen to me, but I didn't. I felt afraid to just leave the house now, let alone go to the police station where I'm sure they'd see me.

I let out a loud sigh and looked at Matt, who was looking straight ahead at our car. His eyes were squinting the tiniest bit from how bright the sun was.

When we got to the car, we decided to go grab some food. Matt wanted to go sit down somewhere, but I was too freaked out.

"Nina, you can't stop living your life because they're out there." He sighed.

I shook my head. "Can you put yourself in my shoes for a minute? Imagine losing all your memory. Then, you find out the boyfriend you had before was cheating on you. Then, you realize that they broke into your home, and they were looking for you." I said, pressing my finger against his chest.

"I can't help but freak out, Matthew. It's inevitable."

He stayed silent. I had been going insane for the past few days and he was getting tired of it. I was too, to be honest.

"It's like I'm constantly being watched. I hate it. I mean, hell, I'm not even safe in my own home, obviously." I said, throwing my hands up. I stifled out a laugh.

"It's just going to be me freaking out like this until they find me."

"No," He said shaking his head. "It's going to be you freaking out like this until we find them. They are going to go to jail for probably a year. That gives us time to file a restraining order and shit, and then they can never be within a mile of us, okay? It's going to be alright, Nins. You just have to let yourself believe that."

Of course, I knew he was right. He was always right. Almost one hundred percent of the time he knew what was happening and would tell you exactly what you needed to hear.

"There's still that chance." I swallowed. I couldn't cry anymore. It had to be annoying by now.

"Yeah, and there is still a chance that we will get into a car crash today and both of us will die. There is still a chance that I could learn how to draw. There is still a chance that we won't be together one day. Will any of those things ever happen? Probably not. Nothing is ever for certain, Nina."

We were still parked at the police station.

"Was this whole spiel you trying to get me to go to Chipotle?" I asked.

"Partly, yes."

"Well then let's go."

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shorter yay

haha I know it's not yay for you buuut im thinking that chapter 2.4 will be a teaser for 2.5 because I really wanted to make this ""thing"" happen in 2.5 but for some reason I'm one chapter behind so :////

oh well it will just have to wait

OK BYE NEXT CHAPTER YOU IS GON BE LIKE OOOOH SHIZ