Me And You

(ii) The End

"Why don't I remember any of it, Jake?" I asked.

"I'm the reason," He replied.

"What did you do?"

"Don't freak out," He tried to calm me down.

"WHAT DID YOU DO?"

"Calm Down. Listen to me. You listed me as your emergency contact. The hospital contacted me, and I arrived as fast as I could. They told me Emma didn't make it and it broke me. When I enquired about you, they said you were on a thin line between life and death. A miracle was the only thing that could save you. You attained severe head damage. In between treatment, you once lashed out, screaming Emma's name. During that time, your brain activity decreased, almost causing brain death. If this happened a couple more times, nothing could save you. As a therapist, your doctor advised me to hypnotize you to remove any trace of Emma from your memory as it was the only way to save you. They weren't sure to do shock therapy worrying that it might damage your brain even further. Before you got back to your apartment, I removed everything belonging to Emma. I don't know how, but your memories are resurfacing. If you have a breakdown again, I can't help you,"

"When did this happen?" I asked with fear.

"Two years ago," His voice grew fainter.

"How could you?" I asked furiously.

"What do you mean?" He confusingly asked.

"How could you remove everything that reminded me of the woman I loved?"

"Be rational, Adrian. If I didn't do this, you could've died,"

"I don't care. If I died, then I died. But you shouldn't have done that,"

It was a lot to process. I stormed off and walked back to my apartment. I got in, locked the door. Tears started to roll off my eyes, slowly making their way down the cheeks and finally plop into the floor. I wiped them, but they never stopped. Jake kept on calling me, but I rejected it. The first thing I did was search the entire place to see if there was at least a speck of dust, which helps me remember more about Emma. But I couldn't find any. I searched day and night, but couldn't find any. Eventually, I gave up. I sat in a corner, trying to recollect everything I can about Emma. The tears were back again. That's when I noticed something near the coffee table. I had dropped some books there. It was glitter. I got a feeling and went up to check what it was. And I found it.

It was Emma's Diary. I don't remember how it looked, but I remember reading it. I opened it. Her last entry was a year ago.

12) Day: 5th February 2023

Today I've decided to introduce Adrian to my parents. I'm sure dad won't like him at first. Let's say one week. But my mom, she'll love Him. I just hope that everything goes well.

13) Day: 13th February 2023

It worked... My Dad is liking Adrian. He invited us for dinner, which is more than enough. Now everything's up to him. If he excels at this dinner, I don't need to worry anymore.

I remembered her writing this. It was the previous day before the accident. She was up late. I asked her what she was up to, late at night. She just replied:

"Nothing. Just making an entry,"

She would've wanted me not to let Jake take the blame for what he did was right. All he did was care for me. I can't blame him. So the next day, I called him.
"Hey, Jake,"
"Hey,"