Forget Me Not

Chapter 29: Heavy Silence and 'bad' lasagna

RECAP:

I pulled away from my mother's embrace. "Ok, Mum see you later." I beamed.

"Don't forget about dinner at ours tomorrow; we have lots to discuss." She gave a stern look before she curtly waved and she joined my father, my brother and Gabriella's parents, as they descended the stairs of the apartment block. I closed my front door and huffed. Saying goodbye to everyone was almost as overwhelming as their tearful greetings.

"Tell me more about this...'Victoria' woman." Gabriella's voice echoed from behind me.

I gulped. Time to confess...

TREVOR BRAXTON'S POV:

I reluctantly turned around to face her and flashed her a nervous smile. "I think you need to sit down to hear this." I warily replied. I led her to the sofa that was facing the flatscreen tv, and sat down burying my face into my hands.

I felt her sit down beside me. "Are you OK, Trevor?"

I lifted my face from my palms and met my eyes with hers. "Gabriella I...I have wronged you in the worse possible way." Even though it felt so right. "When I was living with Victoria and had amnesia, I-I fell in love with her. And that's why I didn't want to find my identity anymore."

Gabriella's eyes widened in shock, and rage was evident in them. She shot up from the sofa and hurt and betrayal projecting from her at full force. "How could you?" She asked, her voice cracked and faded into a shattered whisper.

I gave her a sincere apologetic look and reached for her hand but she flinched away. "I didn't know who you where at the time. I didn't even know who I was, or if I had a family or not. I couldn't remember ANYTHING." I desperately explained.

It took her a while to respond as she was processing everything. Understanding was evident in her eyes and the rage subdsided slightly. "I know, but it still hurts." She finally spoke.

I stood up and took a deep breath. "That's not even the worst of it-"

She shot me a knowing look, then shook her head in denial. "No...Don't tell me you...You didn't...you-"

"I slept with her." I admitted ashamedly, avoiding her gaze. I could tell that her heart was shattering into a million pieces, and I was the cause of it. I heard a heart renching sob escape her delicate lips. I gavered up the courage to look at her, to see that she slowly and robotically sat back down on to the sofa.

Tears fell down her face and her breathing increased. "I was (hiccup), so worried about you; (hiccup) searching for you and wanting you back in my arms. Only for me to find out that you were in the arms of another woman!" Her distress was killing me inside and the guilt was nawing away at me. She continued to sob uncontrollable and I couldn't take it any more; seeing a woman cry like that, and knowing that I was the one who had hurt her.

I got down on my knees in front of her, my hands in a pleading gesture. "Gabriella, please forgive me. I never wanted to hurt you. If I didn't have amnesia none of this would have happened. None of it." My voice quivered yet held pure sincerity-I never wanted to hurt anyone, yet I had succeeded in hurting two people who I care alot about.

She stared back at me, her eyes still teary. I lowered my head in defeat. "It's not your fault." She declared. My head instantly shot back up, and I stared up at her in shock and disbelief. She had a distant look in her eyes; her voice low and solemn. "It's that Victoria B*tch." My eye balls almost popped out of my suckets at her words. "She took advantage of you; she didn't even consider that you may of had a girlfriend some where looking for you, or were committed to someone." She speculated.