Our Messed Up Lives

2 Life Goes On

"Susan, you're a genius." I said eating my ice cream with rainbow sprinkles on it.

She laughed and walked over to Emery with food.

"Here you are, darling."

"I'm not hungry." She moaned.

"You said that two days ago. You need to eat."

"Fine." She said, and Susan handed her, the tray.

"I'll be back in an hour and most of that food better be gone."

Emery rolled her eyes and waited till Susan left to set the tray on the floor.

"I know it looks bad, but I've been eating this food since I was like 12."

"It's not the food. It's me."

"What do you mean?"

I asked.

"It makes me gain weight. And then the girls will make fun of me and call me fat."

"Emery." I sighed. "I know we haven't talked in awhile. But we used to be really close, as I recall. Those girls shouldn't mean anything to you. Every single one of them either me or a guy friend has been with. And let me tell you they all hate and bitch about each other. And anyways, they aren't here, so eat up."

"I've missed you Sean."

"Will you eat? For me?"

"Only if you tell Susan to give me some ice cream too!"

I laughed. "Okay deal."

As the night progressed, we ended up watching tv on the monitor in our shared room.

After Emery ate her food, she excused herself to the bathroom.

I knew exactly what she was doing, so I knocked on the door and held her hair while she threw up.

After she was done she began sobbing into my shirt. "Shhh." I hushed her. It's okay."

I was sitting Indian style with her straddling me, and her arms wrapped around my neck.

"You don't remember do you?" She asked pulling away.

"Remember what Em?" I said calling her, the old nickname I gave her.

She smiled, "Our car crash, that sent you into amnesia. When you woke up you didn't remember me. Or the crash."

"I don't remember the crash, you're right. But I remember my dad telling me I had been in one. You were in there with me?"

"Yeah." She whispered.

"Where were we going? Who was driving?"

"You were."

"I'm so sorry Emery."

"It's fine, it was nearly a year ago."

"Wow, time flys by fast."

"It sure does." She said wiping her tears.

"But you don't remember why we're in the car in the first place?"

"No, that part was sort of erased from both of our memories after the crash."

She rested her head on my shoulder and I played with her hair until she fell asleep.

I grabbed her, and carried her over to her bed after much silence.

I leaned down and kissed her forehead. It felt right, I felt like I had something with her. I just couldn't place it.