Obsessed

16

"I forgot that you didn't already know that you were in love with him. Guess your heart remembers him just fine. This is weird talking to you about things that you should already know." Kat said a little sadly.

I sighed, and rubbed my face with my hand.

"You're telling me." I replied.

"I'm sorry, but you'll get it back. I'm just so glad to have you back. I couldn't stand you not knowing who I was." She said, taking my hand back in hers. "Come on, get in the bed, and let's talk until either the guys get back or we fall asleep."

I grinned and crawled over her to get under the covers on the other side of Sam's bed.

"Just like when we had sleepovers at your house." I reminisced, enjoying the fact that I could remember this now. "It's weird Kat, because I remember you, but I remember NOT remembering you. Does that make sense?"

She pursed her lips looking at me, then laughed. "Not in the slightest, but I get what you mean. The whole thing has to be weird."

I nodded and lay back against the cushy pillows. Damn, Sam really kept it nice in here. Kat and I rolled over onto our sides so that we were facing each other.

"I really wish that I remembered Colby and all the times that we shared. Can you tell me some of them? Story time?" I asked, poking my bottom lip out at her.

She giggled and rolled her eyes.

"Why? It's literally mostly about how much you claimed to hate him, and both of you being assholes, until you weren't. Then he told you the secret and I didn't have to hide anything anymore. That was a relief."

I raised my eyebrows. "What secret?" I asked.

Everyone kept clamming up on me. I was sick of it. I took the witch thing just fine so I should be able to take whatever it was they were keeping from me pretty well.

It couldn't be that bad.

Her eyes grew wide.

"Oh shit. I forgot that you don't know again. With you remembering me, and us talking like we used to...I just forgot. Damn it Chloe, I don't think I'm the one who should tell you that. Wait and let Colby do it. Please?"

I sighed exaggeratedly. "Ugh, fiiine. You guys are building this up so damn much, it better be the best secret anyone has ever told in the history of secrets."

She laughed at me a little. "Oh, don't worry. It's a pretty big one. Just remember that it's true but you already knew about it, and you got over it. Everything is fine. You're a writer and the things that you imagine are more real than you think. Okay?"

"Katrina, that was the most vague shit I've ever heard. What the hell does that even mean?" I rolled my eyes, and huffed out a breath, rolling over onto my back to stare at the ceiling.

"Just remember what I said, okay?" She replied forcefully.

"Okay, damn." I said, not looking at her. "Besides whatever the hell this secret is then, can you just tell me a little about Colby and I? Pretty please?" I turned back towards her. "With a cherry on top, and chocolate sprinkles, and caramel syrup?"

She rolled her eyes at me, and laughed. "You're such a dork."

I sat up, excited that she was going to tell me even a little bit. "I know. But you love me."

She sat up next to me, and both sat cross legged on the bed, facing one another. "Okay, I guess I'll start with the first night that I brought you over here. The first night you saw Colby Brock."

I listened, not speaking a word, to every word that she said. About how offended I was by him being a dick, but how I had told her eventually that was the night I became obsessed. His attitude made me hate him, but then he kept saving me from hurting myself, or would be really sweet for all of ten seconds.

Then there was the kiss. The first kiss when we played Mini Golf.

"Ouch!" I exclaimed as a memory flashed through my mind. "Oh my God, I remember that!" I exclaimed as I saw it play out in my head. "I jumped him, because I was happy about making the stupid shot...and he kissed me. The best fucking kiss I've ever had in my life..." I bit my lip, and smiled, going over every detail that was available in my head.

"So their still coming back then? The memories? That's so great! Maybe Sam and Colby won't have to do anything and they'll just all come back eventually."

I shrugged, still playing the memory over. "I don't know, but I don't really want to wait if it takes too long. This is torture. Feeling like I'm supposed to be with someone but not knowing him...that's just..." I let out a breath and fell sideways onto Sam's pillow. "Sooo fucking annoying!" I yelled.

"What's annoying?" A familiar male voice had me yelping in surprise and sitting straight up again.

"Damn it, you guys scared us!" Kat exclaimed.

I watched as Sam and Colby came further into the room, but I didn't say anything. It was weird seeing him, knowing that we were together, really knowing, and remembering that kiss and the emotion behind it...I kind of wanted to jump him again right now. That explained why the last kiss we shared was so intense.

Maybe they were always like that.

If so, how was I still alive? My heart couldn't possibly take that all the time. Colby's eyes were burning into mine, like he couldn't believe that I was sitting here.

The amount of love in his gaze was so intense that it took my breath away.

"Hey." He said softly, coming to stand next to the bed.

I scrambled to the edge and got on my knees, throwing my arms around him.

"Hey." I replied, into his neck. "I'm glad you're back."

His arms came around my waist, pulling me against him. "Me too."

We stayed like that for I don't know how long, just hugging.

"Um...so what happened with the witch?"