"Criminal Record"

Chapter 4

Frisk's POV

I sighed finishing my morning shift at the small shop with Cassia. I didn't have a long work day today. I needed time off baldly. With kinda getting a 'boyfriend' and life happening it got hard. Real hard for me to do anything anymore.

I took a deep breath and smiled dialing G's number into my phone. I kinda missed him to be honest.

"Yeah?"

"Hey G! Sorry if your busy or something.."

"Nah, what's up?"

"I'm lonely...and wanted to talk."

"About..?"

"I don't know G. I just have a weird feeling around you. Like I know you or something.."

"Frisk. When are ya goin home?"

"In 10 minutes why?"

"I'll see ya in around 15 to 20 minutes at yer place k?"

"Oh, okay see you then! Bye G!"

"Bye Cutie."

After that he hung up on me, making me sigh taking a deep breath. I had a bad but weird feeling today. And it hurt my chest a lot. I shrugged it off and changed back into a soft purple shirt and black jeggings.

As I made my way back home, I pulled out um keys making my way up the stair case to my room. I hated this apartment building a lot. It never felt like home to me. Yeah it was one of the few nicer ones. But I had a few weirdos living next to me and around me.

And I hated the fact that I lived alone. For some odd reason, I remember living with someone before in a different place in the cities. I really needed to figure out who. Maybe they still live in the same apartment.

I shrugged my thoughts and walked into my apartment room shutting the door behind me. G was gonna be here any minute now. I sighed fixing my hair getting it out of the small bun I had it in for work. I honestly hated my hair being up all the time like that. It bugged me a lot, I thought I looked much prettier with it down.

I don't know for sure though, I really hated my face. The way I looked. I just wanted pretty at all. I shrugged and pushed the thought away. I cannot let my thoughts take over me like that.

Not today world!!

I jumped a little when I heard my a loud knock at my door. I smiled walking over and opening to slowly to see G looking at something then smiled down at me. I giggled a little letting him in taking a step back to give him space to walk into my tiny apartment.

"How are ya feeling Love..?"

"Just fine. And you?"

"Mm. I'm okay"

"G...why do I get a weird feeling around you..like I know you from somewhere or something..?"

He sighed and motioned me to sit down on the couch. I of course did as told and sat down watching him walk over and lean down taking my hand softly, he seemed hurt like this hurt him to say this. What does he know? What is he gonna tell me? It can't be that bad can it....?

"Frisk...ya got into an accident a year ago now. A bad accident that made ya lose a lot of yer memories..."

He handed me a folder full of medical records and photos of me in the hospital bed. I teared up clearly seeing it was me. And that these photos were not fake.

"Yer half brother...was the reason ya got into the accident...he wanted ya dead but this was clearly better in making me suffer...he hated the fact that I was dating ya..."

He handed me more photos of a younger me and him. I felt my heart hurt and my head rush. It felt like a part of me was telling me this was all true. I remember being in the hospital. But couldn't remember why...

I remember being in love with someone so similar to G. Maybe it was him, I know he cares enough and wouldn't lie to me showing me all of this. This all seemed to real to be fake.

"This is...all real...?"

He nods taking my hands softly as I looked down at my lap at the photos laying there. My head was spinning bring back small little memories of it. I knew it was true. I wouldn't be getting these feelings if it wasn't true. I took a deep breath and looked at G. He smiled a little watching my face holding my hands tightly.

"I'm sorry I didn't tell ya earlier..."

"You were scared to scare me off...it's alright G.."

"Yeah..."

"You really waited a full year...? Why..?"

"Yer half Brother Kris. Was stronger than me at the time...I spent a full year getting stronger and trying to find ya...I did watch ya making sure ya wouldn't get hurt...I didn't know what to do to be honest...I wanted to be back in yer life but...I wouldn't know how ya would of acted..."

I nod slowly and look down at the photos of me. I seemed so much more younger, my hair was shorter, my cheeks a soft pink color. I didn't look tired at all or beaten down.

I looked.....

Happy...

I sighed softly making G softly cup my cheek in his hand creasing his finger across my cheek bone. I smiled a little making him smirk.

"Ya okay Dollface?"

"I'm doing just fine G..."

"I'm glad..."

"G.."

"Yeah?"

"Would you go out with me...?"

"On a date?"

"No...would you be my boyfriend...?"

"Of course Kitten.."

I smiled more and hugged him tightly burying my face into his jacket softly holding onto him.

Maybe I can get my memories back..

One day..

-Kyler Lynn
Until then