Some Secrets Are Better Off Hidden

Chapter 6: Tom Doesn't Know What Privacy Is

Tuesday 11:25 am

Tom woke up feeling worst than ever. His head hurt so much he wouldn't be surprised if another being was living inside it. He wanted to puke but the vile acid just rested at the bottom of his throat, making it burn like hellfire. He would gag ever so often but the stuff never left his mouth.

Shifting to his side made him want to die. He took a fetal position and held onto his stomach with a wail of agony. When he opened his eyes again he was very unamused to find the sun peeking out his window. He shifted his eyes to look at the alarm clock only to have it read 11:27 am.

God... At least this time it wasn't the sun that woke him up. He woke up from the feeling of wanting to puke his organs out and pass out in a pathetic heap of flesh on the floor. Tom stayed in his fetal position for a little while longer as it did ease his nausea a little. But he would have to get up and try to find some medicine cause he can not live through this another day.

Tom just stayed there lying down, looking at nothing in particular. Until something on his nightstand caught his eyes. It was a phone.

Tom then remembered why he woke up so late, it was because when he was trying to sleep he slipped his hand under his pillow only to find a phone. He spent all night on that because oh my god that was like finding a pot of gold. Screw his headache, sleeping could wait.

He didn't have difficulty opening the pin either since on the back there was a sticky note that read "The pin is 1111 idiot". Not very smart on Tom's behalf since anyone could've seen that and stolen his information. and it was a simple password! He might as well have chosen his password to be 'password'.

And honestly who would forget something so simple and need to write it down on the back of their phone? Tom didn't know who he was before but that information made him wonder if he wanted to know or not.

But in the end, he was grateful for that since he could go through his search history and find a few things out.

And oh boy did Tom find some interesting stuff. There would be google searches along the lines of: 'How to blame someone for something you did' or even 'how to stop a person from blaming you on something they did'. Tom's mind automatically went to Tord. So they did have some history then? Tom was almost 100% sure these searches were referring to Tord, but he knows better than to just jump to conclusions. Tom would have to write that down in his notebook later.

But there were also other web searches like: 'How do you stop bad things from happening?' or 'What am I supposed to do when others don't want me around?' and even... 'How do you forget?'

Tom didn't know what to think of any of those questions. But Tom read the last one a few more times in his head. Did he... Want to forget? Wait, what caused him to want to lose his memory in the first place? and why can he only remember a few things and not remember other stuff?

Tom fell asleep that night with more questions than answers.

And he still had many puzzles. But when it came to solving them he didn't know who or what to turn to. He tried his web history but that just gave him some clues with way more mysteries. And Tom wasn't sure if that was better than before.

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Tom had taken a 3-hour nap and he honestly didn't feel that bad. He still felt nauseous but it wasn't as bad as before.

He was currently in the kitchen looking for 2 things: Food and medicine. Mostly medicine, no matter how much his stomach growled and groaned, medicine was the top priority.