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Talk About Memory

JoJo POV

I yawned stretching as I woke up. I smiled hearing the shower running downstairs. After my short morning routine, I went downstairs to start breakfast. Ten minutes passed and Eunice walked out my room.

"Morning beautiful." I smiled making our plates.

"Hi." She smiled sitting at the island.

"I made breakfast." I placed a plate in front of her.

"Thank you." She smiled.

"Here's your water." I placed a cup in front of her. She smiled as I sat next to her.

"Breakfast was good." She cleared her throat when we finished.

"Thanks." I got up taking our plates to the sink.

"Umm." She paused. "Can I ask a question?"

"Yeah of course." I smiled at her preparing to wash the dishes we just used.

"You say I do this often?"

"Yes." I nodded.

"Then why don't you call the police or put me in an asylum?" I chuckled at her question.

"Sorry." I saw her furrow her eyebrows. "You ask that question every time." I paused. "The answer is the first time you did this and I called the police, they thought I had killed you even though they had no evidence. And I did put you in an asylum but that didn't last because all the doctors said you were fine." I answered.

"Is there a reason why I do this?" her curiosity and confusion was getting cuter by the second.

"If you mean that we fight and you leave, no." I shook my head. "But other than that I can't really say because you've done it at any time."

"What do you mean?"

"The first time you were about to make a cake for our friend's birthday and asked me to get the ingredients we didn't have and when I got back you were gone." I finished washing the dishes and dried my hands. She sighed looking defeated. "I know, it's frustrating seeing you go through this every time." I looked at her. She rubbed her face with her hands and rested her chin in left hand. "You look like you could use a hug." I spoke. She looked up at me. "That's your saying." I smiled. "You used to make people's day with that." I pretended to reminisce. I saw her smile slightly.

"What is it that we do usually?" she paused. "Like on a daily basis." She added.

"Well it depended on you. You'd decided while I washed the dishes, you would plan our day." I answered.

"How do we make money?"

"My family is rich and you get checks from veteran parents who passed away at war." I spoke slowly knowing I was breaking her heart.

"When did they die?" she looked saddened.

"Your mother was drafted when you were three and she passed away when you were five. And then your father drafted when you were eight and he passed a year later." I explained half the truth yet again. I could tell by her facial expression that she was confused and trying to process what I just said.

"But I remember having a mom as growing up."

"Your father remarried." The lie flowed out of my mouth as if it were true. "Your stepmother raised you as her own. And plus she didn't have any of her own children." I added. She looked at me as I pretended to study her as if I was confused. "Sorry it's just that you usually remember all of this." I spoke looking away as she sighed.

"Um I'm gonna go use the bathroom." She got up and walked into my room leaving me in the kitchen by myself.

Eunice POV

I sighed looking at myself in the bathroom mirror. I stared at myself thinking of what Jojo told me. After five minutes I splashed water on my face and walked into living room.

"Um." I hesitated. "Are we married?" I sat on the other side of the couch facing Jojo. He shook his head.

"No but we live together and we've been dating for two years." He spoke. "I want to get married but you said not until four years of us dating." He added.

"Is there anything we can do to help get my memory back?"

"We kinda have a system." He looked at me.

"What is it?" I face him more.

"Well when you come back, I let you sleep in my room. The next day we watch your favorite movies and look for the notes you leave yourself, by that time your memory usually starts coming back. And then the third day, I show you your hobbies. But it takes a week for your memory to fully recover." He turned towards me.

"Can we start the system?"

"Of course." He smiled standing up. I watched as he walked into his room. Two minutes later he came back out with DVD's in his hand. "Want popcorn?" he looked at me putting in a movie.

"If I eat it, sure." I nodded.

"Do you want butter popcorn or the way we usually eat it?"

"Um the way we usually eat it." I kind of questioned.

He chuckled. "It's okay I'll make both kinds in case you don't like it at the moment." I watched as he walked to the kitchen as the previews started playing. After five minutes, Jojo walked in with two big bowls of popcorn.

"Which one is the one we eat?" I asked as he put them on the coffee table.

"This one." He picked up the bowl closer to him. "There's butter, parmesan cheese, lemon pepper, and ranch flavor on it." He explained. I furrowed my eyebrows as he picked up a few eating them.

"How did we come up with this?" I looked at the bowl.

"One day you wanted to watch one of your movies, and got tired of plain buttered popcorn. Next thing I know we were at the store getting different things to flavor the popcorn, and when we got back home you tried every single flavor on the popcorn. Not all at once though. And then for some reason you decided to try these altogether and you liked it." He chuckled thinking about.

"Really?"

"Yeah, pretty much everything we do in this house is centered around you somehow." He nodded as the preview ended showing the title menu.

"The Princess Frog." I smiled.

"Yeah, your favorite of all your favorites." Jojo laughed pressing play. "Wanna try it?" he offered some of the popcorn in the bowl he was still holding.

"Umm sure." I grabbed a few and popped them in my mouth. "It tastes weird." I giggled a little.

"More for me then." He shrugged chuckling.

"Who said I wasn't gonna still eat it?" I smiled trying not to laugh.

"You said it tastes weird." He chuckled.

"Isn't it supposed to?"

"Maybe." He chuckled shrugging. I scoffed lightly pushing him before getting comfortable to watch the movie.