The Jock

Remember.

Sebastians PoV
   Tom exits his what I believed was his bedroom and kisses Jazz on the cheek saying goodbye. It made me uncomfortable considering that I knew that he wasn't supposed to be with her. I shake my head slyly, making sure Tom didn't see. He exits the apartment and follows me downstairs. The apartment was very modern which was rare. There were a ton of significant paintings, of course I didn't know what the significance was until I read the little caption. "So where we going?" Tom suddenly questions.
"Blu Jam Cafe, it's not far from here" I mention, even through all of this I still cared about his health, of course Ellie cared a lot more.
"So what did you want to talk about?" He questions again.
"Well it's just that she's been lying to you, of course you won't believe me because instead of friends before you know girlfriends she's got you to believe the opposite."
"Why would she lie? And I barely remember any of my friends. I only remember you Mackie, Chris Pratt, along with Robert and Somebody I knew since I was young (@misterpat)"
"See that's the thing, why do you remember us but not the person you spent 24/7 with your day with Tom, why do you remember us but not the person who helped you through your dark times. Yeah you two had a terrible time for a long time, but you guys got through it and stuck together."
"Look Jazz helped me remember my parents and you guys so you should thank her for letting me remember you."
"So she helped you." I restate, I pull him into my car.
Ellie's PoV
I had Grace's head on my shoulder, I was holding her small body as she slowly but surely fell asleep. I hear a knock on the door, I head over to open it, spotting Tom and Sebastian. "Sebastian you really shouldn't have brought him here, you know he's not going to remember." I state.
"But he might so were here to go through your little memory book. You have one of those right?" Sebastian asks.
"Yes, I do," I respond. Opening one cabinet from one of the small decoration table. I grab the somewhat big book filled with pictures. Handing it to Sebastian, and one of our picture frames that were placed all around the house. Some of those photos being when we were in high school. I place Grace in one of the movable cots. She luckily didn't wake up.
"When did you make this."
"When he was under a coma."
"And how exactly did you get almost two handfuls of pictures?"
"I found a ton of them on my computer, some at parties others while we were just hanging out. For example we took a ton of picture that day you had that one party. And another one when I spent all alone without his family celebrating his birthday."
"How come I wasn't invited" Sebastian asks me, but I just shrug. He shows Tom the pictures as I decide to cook lunch. I ask them if they had eaten which was a no. I take out the half ready pancake powder, all I added was the milk and eggs. I make a funny shape on the pancake on purpose knowing that Tom USED to like that whenever we made lunch together. I start making honey milk tea which used to be Tom's favorite type of tea. I quietly call them to eat not wanting to wake up Grace. They both sit down. "Aren't you going to eat?" Sebastian asks.
   "I-I already have" I respond, leaving the room. Sebastian follows after me.
   "You haven't ate have you?"
   "Sebastian I have"
   "No you haven't, Ellie you can't just not eat because of him."
"Well why don't you sit down with someone you love and who doesn't remember you at all and was also stolen from you by your enemy."
"This is why I don't have enemies, Ellie"
"So you think I could just control some girl, some bully from just bullying me. I had a tough time and I know you don't understand because you told me your school life was perfect. You can stop trying to help, I'll just have to get over it." I finish before going to my bedroom.
"Ellie I didn't mean it like that."
"Then how did you, in a nice way." Tom then comes out of the kitchen as he clearly heard our argument. Sebastian leaves the house clearly mad.
"So we really did know each other?" Tom says in more of a confused way.

Sorry this is short it's just I've been having so much pressure I'm doing three stories rn