I know, I know, its been forever. Sorry bout that. DX BUT IM ALIVE. Anyways, we're back. Here's the next chapter:
- TheJagerBomb
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She stood silent, looking triumphant. I stood there, staring back. What where the conditions? Who is she really? I don't know what to expect at all.
"Break off this marriage."
I stood there, shocked to silence. She continued,
"But leave me a good sum of money, you can afford a few grand from your pockets, and besides, you never liked me anyways, and I never liked you."
I can see that, I always got this feeling in the back of my head, that I just didn't like her. But why break it off if marrying me gives her better access to all my supposed riches?
She turned to me and said,
"We can't talk about this here, we'll talk about this outside, first I need to sign those temporary release forms."
And she did just that. She signed the papers and led me out of the building. I got in her car and we drove off. After being surrounded by white for so long... the outside world was stunning. The grass that sped past us and the road that looked like it was being consumed by the car as it drove on.
"Your family is rich, and you're the son of Wenster Evan and Julia Evan." She started, keeping her eyes on the road.
"Your name is Chase and about a couple of weeks ago, you were supposed to take over the family business. But you didn't. You ran off and you went missing for a week. No one could find you. When you appeared again, at the front steps of your parents house, you had no memory, and a scar on your face."
I touched the scar, it was a habit of mine, and I didn't understand how everyone could know all this while I just... was just left here... in the dark. No memories...
No life.
Who was Chase?
That's who I am to everyone else, but who is that to me?
No one. No one at all...
She stopped in some sort of food place called ' McDonald's'. We walked inside and I sat down near a window while she ordered food.
She came back with a tray and handed me a box, fries, and a drink.
"Eat." She said, and as I opened up the box and bit into the burger, she continued explaining. "Chase, you're family may be rich, but that doesn't substitute being kind, or actually living like normal human beings. Money isn't everything but... it helps get you through the day. A place to live and all that. But once you have everything, what's left? A broken family and bitter lives. That's what you have, or at least had."
I didn't know how to respond to that. It was just too much for one day. All this information. It's over flow.
"Now that all this has happened, your family's even more of a mess... and as for me, I never wanted to be part of it anyways."
She paused to take a sip of her drink, and then ate some of her fries with her burger. She looked sad and lost in thought. She stared at the table for a bit, still holding her burger and sighed.
"I only want the money for my sister. That's it. I don't want it for myself."
Maybe she wasn't that bad a person. Maybe I was just judging too quickly.
"I still hate you though."
Maybe not.
"Why do you hate me?" It's an honest question.
She paused, looking at her half eaten burger and putting it down back in it's box.
"You were... a player. Before all this... you always went around the bend with other women. I pretended not to notice. I feigned ignorance because you're parents loved you. I didn't want to cause a scene and I owe you're parents so much. And as for you. You took them for granted. You didn't care about them and all you wanted was money."
I was beginning to sound like the worst person on the planet.
I'm starting to hate myself.
"How could I have done that? Sleeping around with other women."
She let out a chuckle and shook her head.
"Because you could. That's why."
I couldn't even comprehend how I could ever do such things. Why was I such a dick?
"You were a rich boy who didn't even have a shred of decency. You flaunted your money around without a care in the world. And for what? To show off."
I shook my head in disbelief. How could I have done those things.
"And despite having this... amnesia problem, I still don't like you. And as for that girl... you'd better not hurt her."
I would never hurt Sarah! Would I?
"The fact that you even said anything to me means something. She's good for you. That girl... she can be what I couldn't."
"What do you mean?"
"She could be the one to knock you off your high horse and keep you on the ground. If you ever get your memories back lets hope you don't revert to being a douche."
I chuckled. Hopefully that won't be the case. Maybe... maybe I don't want my memories back. I like who I am.
But...
"My parents." I said out loud.
She finished her food and threw away the trash. I ate my burger and fries quickly and threw away the boxes.
"Your parents? What about them?" She asked while I slurped up my drink.
"Well... I always pushed away my... mom. Every time she visits I always ignore her." I sighed. "She wants her son back. And... I don't want to hurt her. She's always kind to me whenever she visited but I pushed her away every time."
There was a long pause. She sighed and turned to look out the window, head in hand. I occupied myself with making a napkin into a swan. Something I learned in arts and crafts time. I was pretty good at that stuff.
"Your mother loved you the most. Your father though, how should I put this. He disapproved of you. But with you being the only heir to the company he had no choice but to stick with you."
I frowned and furrowed my brows.
"So... despite all that's happened... he never once visited me? Why?"
"... I'm not sure. That's something you'd have to ask him."
I thought for a moment. Then it came to me.
"Take me back to the ward."
She shrugged and got up. She discarded the tray and walked out; me walking behind.
The car ride back was silent. In that silence, there was a sort of alleviated feeling.
With a hint of guilt.
I looked over to her, wondering what was wrong.
"Hey... is there something you're not telling me?"
She shook her head slightly and kept a steady gaze on the road.
"No."
Despite all that I've learned today, there's something new that I've come to understand now.
Everyone is hiding a secret.
