Black out
Belle’s point of view
When I wake up the next morning I was still thinking what happened yesterday, I still couldn’t forget it.
I was once told myself that
IT WOULD NEVER HAPPEN
but I guess I failed.
Since the day that I knew that I have a retrograde amnesia I started writing down my memories in a piece of papers in the attic.
I secretly go down there without Liam noticing it.
I want to do it alone rather than be a burden to him.
I admit it
I still remember them but slowly fading
All of a sudden,
Sometimes,
My head will ache without knowing why it hurts like a hell
And later on
I found myself unconscious in the bed
‘Another memory was lost again’
That thing always happens to me whenever I’m tired
and Liam thinks that I fall asleep because of it,
but the truth is,
he never knows
that I lost my consciousness already.
*Alarm ringing…
8:23 a.m.
I grabbed my phone off beside my table and looked at the screen; I couldn’t remember the four-digit password and it was driving me nuts.
I walked downstairs and looked for Liam, I saw him doing our breakfast “What was it again?” I asked
He stops chopping the veges and turned around to look at me; I waved my phone
“0410”
“What does it mean?”
“It’s our wedding date; April 10” He explained then gave me a genuine smile ‘Yah, I remember’
“Thank you love” then I left him there.
I clean my sticky palms down my worn black short and briefly close my eyes as I layed on the sofa.
Then I lean on the couch trying to find some good music for today’s vibe
‘hmmmmmmm’
“Memories” I murmured then played it
*Instrumental Playing..
‘Here’s to the one that we got
Cheers to the wish you were here but you’re not
Cause the drinks bring back all the memories
Of everything we’ve been through’
*Flashback…
April 9
The day when we both attend on Nick Herrera’s concert.
Where he left me for a minutes to bought us some food just near across the street
Where Liam took me to his father’s tomb and introduced me as his wife…
The day were we spend the last night.
‘Toast to the ones here today
Toast to the ones that we lost on the way
Cause the drinks bring back the all memories
And the memories bring back, memories bring back you’
April 10
The day that I didn’t want to get up cause the bed was really cozy.
Where the day I forgot that it was my wedding day.
The day that I realized that I am going to be a wife…
The day…
That my fear of being alone doesn’t need to be scared anymore.
Because I found already the person who filled the fears within me with courage and love.
‘There’s a time that I remember
When I did not know no pain
When I believed in forever
And everything would stay the same
Now my heart feel like December
When somebody say your name
Cause I can’t reach out to call you
But I know I will one day, yeah’
But…
That moment doesn’t last
April 13
The day where I stared at my wet face in the mirror and my eyes suddenly dimmed.
I tried to ask some help but I already found myself lying down on the wet floor and lost my consciousness…
‘Everybody hurts sometimes
Everybody hurts someday, aye yeah
But everything gon’ be alright
Go and raise a glass and say, aye’
When I knew that I have a retrograde amnesia I started writing down my memories in a piece of papers in the attic…
Because…
I was so scared…
to forget
everything…
Losing a memory was like burning books in the library that were original copies that don’t exist anywhere else…
I mourned the lost part of the story of myself that had been archived in my memories…
But then,
All I have now…
are left ashes to weep over.
‘Here’s to the one that we got
Cheers to the wish you were here but you’re not
Cause the drinks bring back all the memories
Of everything we’ve been through
Toast to the ones here today
Toast to the ones that we lost on the way
Cause the drinks bring back the all memories
And the memories bring back, memories bring back you’
*End…
I cut the song and cried…
‘That song hurt the hell out my head!’
I don’t want that thing to happen!
I want to make more memories with them!
‘But how?!’
If that memories are starting to fade out now?!
If that memories are leading me to chase that fire just to save it?!
*Sobbing…
I’m sacred…
What if one day I will look into them and ask them…
‘Who are you?’
*Black out
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CHASING FIRE (COMPLETED)
Short StoryCHASING FIRE Life is full of memory and memory is all we are. It carries all about us and it just so priceless to remember. No matter how much suffering you went through you never wanted to let go of those. But, what if that memory will fade out at...
