Sharice's POV:
I took Tupac and headed towards the hospital with some food and a change of clothes for Carr. I walked inside and headed towards Jared's room. When I got there, he nor Carr was there, so thinking he could have gotten moved for some reason I went and asked the lady at the waiting room desk. "He checked out a little earlier," she said, then seeing my shocked expression, she quickly added, "but he's not dead.
"Oh," I sighed, relieved, "Well do you know where my daughter might have gone?"
"Afraid not," she said, "We don't keep records of visitors here."
"Okay. Thanks for the help," I said. I grabbed Tupac's hand and we turned around and walked out the door.
Jared's POV:
I had basically run away from the hospital and I only had one thing in my mind: Carr. After laying in an uncomfortable hospital bed in a place that smelt like medicine for such a long time, I had no choice but to ponder.
While I was laying there, I came to a conclusion. Carr forgot about me for a reason. It was to escape the pain, so who was I to bring it back? I needed to let her go. It was the least I could do for her, but then I thought if I couldn't let her go, I could let go of the past and create a new one. I could rebuild our relationship from the ground up. She let go of the past and it's only right for me to do the same, and that's exactly what I was going to do.
I got into my car and decided to drive -safely this time- until I found Carr. I had a feeling that she'd be somewhere beating some poor guys shitless, so I rolled my windows down and scrutinized every alley, back street, and park I passed. I listened for sounds of a fight, but when I found her, she was not fighting. She was just sitting on a park bench, looking lifeless and defeated, despite the multiple unconscious people surrounding her. I got out of my car and cautiously walked up behind her. Illuminated in the moonlight, I could see tears glistening in her face. She was broken, and it was my fault. I could have just left her alone, but I didn't.
For some reason, I had the sudden feeling that what she had told me at the hospital was a lie. Maybe it was or maybe I just wanted so bad for it to be false. I didn't realize what happened next. I seemed to have lost all rational thinking because as a great song once said, "Her beauty and the moonlight overthrew me." All I could register was the feel of her lips on mine. It was so unbelievable that there are no words I could use to describe it without sounding completely cliché and cheesy. In other words, it was too beautiful for words.
Carr's POV:
I pushed him away gently. He backed away and looked into my eyes. At that moment, I was in utter amazement. His eyes, a mixture of probably every emotion that ever has or will be felt, mirrored my soul exactly. I was at a loss for words, and it appeared he was also. My mouth seemed to gain a mind of its own when I stepped forward, closing the gap between us and whispered, "I know you know that I remember. I'm sorry."
He didn't answer. He just stepped closer and wrapped his arms around me. We stayed that way for a long time, with our faces pressed together and ours tears mixing into one. I wouldn't mind if time froze and we stood there forever, except for the fact that my legs would get really cramped. Jared must have read my mind because he said, "I will be with you always because you are my sun."
"Good," I said, "because you are my moon."
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How To Remember
Teen FictionA tragic past leads to amnesia in the form of protection in Carr. A year later, she runs away and meets Jared, but he says that they used to know each other. Is Jared really a part of Carr's unfortunate past?
