Amnesia (Jalex)

Manage Me, I'm a Mess

Title from Weightless by All Time Low

(Jack's POV)

"I love you," I whisper and kiss his cheek. "Should we leave this party?" I ask. He nods tiredly. I help him up and we wave to Vic before we leave.

"What time is it?" Alex asks. I check my phone.

"11:50," I answer.

"Damn, we're cutting my curfew close," he mumbles. His curfew is 12.

"Good thing Vic lives in the neighborhood next to us then," I laugh. He nods and we keep walking.

I look up at the brick wall. We have this huge wall near our neighborhood, where kids can spray paint. Once a month, someone paints over it so that it's clean. It's a nice area.

"One day we should paint something here," I say. He nods.

"How about... AG+JB?"

"Sure, maybe in the corner where they don't usually paint over well," I grin.

"Hey!" Someone shouts. I look over and a man points a gun to my head. Alex stiffens next to me.

"Hand over your phone and money-"

"I don't have any money-"

"SHUT UP!" The man hits the butt of the gun against my head. I fall over and Alex shouts. Another man grabs Alex by the hand and swings him against the wall.

"ALEX!" I jump up and the man hits me again. I crumple to the ground and see Alex. Blood flowing out of his head. Scratches. Blood.

My eyes feel heavy, I crawl over to Alex small body. I hear the robbers running away, ignoring the phones. I reach for Alex's phone, which is closer. I dial 911, my eyesight blurry from tears.

"911 what's your-"

"Brick wall- Alex is hurt-" I cry, feeling disoriented.

"Sir?"

"Rosewell Ave. Brick wall. Help," I say louder, feeling frustrated. "I need an ambulance," I shout. I put the phone one speaker and hold Alex's small body in my arms. "It's okay baby, I'm here," I whisper, pressing a soft kiss to his forehead. I feel some of his blood on my lips when I pull away. I move hair out of his face, away from the cuts. Tears cascade down my face and I hold him tighter. "Alex, baby, stay with me."

I sigh from the terrible memory of that night. That night changed everything. The worst part is that those robbers had ski masks and gloves. And it was dark so I didn't see anything. This only means the police will never find them.

I sigh softly. I knew this would happen the second he lost his memories. He wouldn't remember the feelings we have- had for each other. How great that he remembers everything up until he met me.

"Jack?" I turn and see Rian and Zack staring at me. Zack comes over and engulfs me in a hug. "I'm so sorry," he murmurs.

"I don't know how long I can keep pretending," I sigh, hugging him back. Zack is really shy until you get to know him. And he's touchy, emotional, he's one of my best friends.

Rian steps forward and pats my back. He's less touchy, and quite the extrovert. But he stops acting like an asshole when you become his friend. He's loyal and all that crap too. He's probably one of the more popular people at our school. Or at least in our group.