Uta x Reader : Forgive Me

13. Recurrence

I sit among the floor of half unpacked boxes and items sprawled out. Sure, almost everyone has a cell these days but the fact it was mine?

{"I've got the salt skin"}

As the phone turned on, my eyes widen immediately. "Was that.. me?" It's a picture of me smiling, braces baring and all. But it's not me that's a surprise, it's the fact Adrian had his arm wrapped around my shoulder. Just how long ago was this?
I look for the photo album, and see about 100 pictures along with the occasional video or two. I tap on the earliest photo, it being just a picture of a school table with an open book on top. Scrolling through, it seemed to be a bunch of pictures of random things I must've seen. As much as I try to remember anything from any details of the photos, nothing comes to mind. But then there are more of Adrian and I.. we're we together in high school? We're wearing neutral colors, but we look so.. happy. There was even pictures of just him, his face in a book or solving a problem on a board. Videos and pictures of laughter and teenage fun, practically something you'd see on those justcouplethingz photos. I suddenly feel cold droplets running down my fingers onto the phone. Huh?

{"Running to where he is"}

Tears started flowing, but how odd I don't necessarily feel sad- but what's left of my heart aches. Ever since I started this new life, I've never physically felt so.. weak. And I hate it. Sure, anyone else would've completely given up or died under Jason.. so I give myself credit for doing what I have to in order to survive. It's always been that way for me- human or ghoul. But when I see some sappy photos of times I don't even remember, the feeling of wanting to know what happened is more aching than the want for human flesh.
Suddenly the phone lights up,  showing on the screen an incoming call from "Adrian" with a heart emoji following the name. I'm going to need to change that soon.

"Hello? Adrian?"
"(Y/N), good to know it's back in service now."
"I haven't gone anywhere to turn it back on, I dont even know what carrier it's under to pay-"
"No worries. I handled it. This was the phone you had for years, thought it would help you remember some things you've forgotten."

I don't remember a single thing, no matter how many photos I go through. But although my mind can't, it seems like my heart strongly reacted- but from what exactly?

{"Never going to give in"}

"Hey uh.. so I saw the photos.. guess you weren't lying after all."
"Told you. It was for 4 years, through most of our high school years and sometime after."
"I'm sorry, I don't remember a single thing."
"..Not at all?" He seemed to sigh, "Well, I don't blame you. You didn't remember anyone when you woke up at first, you freaked out at the sight of me and that's when I knew you've forgotten all those years."

At 'first'?

"Wait- I woke up more than once? Once I woke up, I don't remember ever waking up beforehand. The nurses nor the doctor told me I had woken up before.. is that why you decided not to intervene and let me live a new life, all because I didn't remember you?"

He's silent for a few seconds before answering, "I thought you wouldn't like some stranger telling you too much information at once. Probably would've freaked out and eventually ignore or avoid me at all costs."

"You could've eased me into it! Do you have any idea how lonely I felt? No home or people to go back to, to help me?"

"If you insist on knowing now then, (Y/N), I can tell you what happened. How you lost everything and your memory."

{"Even with the strength"}

Time feels like it stopped. Someone actually knows something?

"Tell me, Adrian. What.. happened?"

{A/N}: HOLY COW ITS BEEN A WHILE, HASNT IT?
IM SO EXCITED TO CONTINUE THIS STORY AGAIN! Its been in my mind how the events will unhold, and will probably not be too long from now until it finishes. I decided I don't want it to be slow like I originally planned, BUT this chapter is short just so I can put the story back in motion!