The only sound I hear is the thrashing of my heart. The rest of the world is chillingly silent.
My lips are still resting softly against hers. Our knees are touching, our eyes are closed, our breath is mingling between us as I wait to make my next move. I know for a fact that I didnât lose my memory this time. That makes twice in a rowâ¦but I have no idea about Charlie.
I slowly open my eyes so that I can see whatâs in hers. Her eyes remain closed. I watch her for a few seconds, waiting to see what her first reaction will be.
Will she remember me?
Will she have no idea where she is?
She begins to pull back, slowly, and her eyelids flutter open. Thereâs a mixture of fear and shock in her expression. She pulls back a few more inches, studying my face. She turns her head and looks around the room.
When she glances back at me, my heart plummets down my chest like the drop of an anchor. She has no idea where she is.
âCharlie?â
Her tear-rimmed eyes swing to mine and she quickly covers her mouth with her hand. I canât tell if sheâs about to scream. I should have put a note on the door like we did last time.
She looks down at the bed and lowers her hand to her chest. âYou were wearing black,â she whispers.
Her gaze falls to the pillow next to me. She points at it. âWe were right there. You were wearing a black t-shirt, and I was laughing at you because I said it was too tight. I said it made you look like Simon Cowell. You pinned me to the mattress, and thenâ¦â Her eyes meet mine. âAnd then you kissed me.â
I nod, because somehowâ¦I remember every single moment of that. âIt was our first kiss. We were fourteen,â I say. âBut I had been wanting to kiss you like that since we were twelve.â
She slaps her hand over her mouth again. Sobs begin to rack her entire body. She lunges forward, wrapping her arms around my neck. I pull her down to the bed with me and everything comes rushing back in waves.
âThe night you got caught sneaking in?â she says.
âYour mom went after me with a belt. Chased me right out of your bedroom window.â
Charlie starts laughing between her tears. Iâm holding her against me, my face pressed against her neck. I close my eyes and sort through all the memories. The good ones. The bad ones. All the nights she cried in my arms over the way things turned out between her mother and father.
âThe phone calls,â she says quietly. âEvery single night.â
I know exactly what sheâs talking about. I would call her every night and we would stay on the phone for an entire hour. When our memories left us, we couldnât figure out why we had talked for so long every night if our relationship was falling apart.
âJimmy Fallon,â I tell her. âWe both loved Jimmy Fallon. And I would call you every night when his show would come on, and we would watch it together.â
âBut we never talked,â she says. âWe just watched the show together without speaking and then weâd go straight to sleep.â
âBecause I loved hearing you laugh.â
Not only are the memories flooding me right now, but the feelings. All the feelings Iâve ever had for this girl are unfolding, and for a second Iâm not sure if I can take it all in.
We hold each other tight as we rake through a lifetime of memories. Several minutes pass as we both laugh at the good memories and then more minutes pass as we succumb to the not so good ones. The hurt our parentsâ actions inflicted on us. The hurt weâve caused each other. The hurt weâve caused other people. Weâre feeling every bit of it, all at once.
Charlie clenches my shirt in her fists and buries her face in my neck. âIt hurts, Silas,â she whispers. âI donât want to be that girl again. How can we make sure weâre not the same people we were before this happened to us?â
I run my hand over the back of her head. âBut we are those people,â I say to her. âWe canât take back who weâve been in the past, Charlie. But we can control who we are in the present.â
I lift her head from my shoulder and hold her face in my hands. âCharlie, you have to promise me something.â I wipe her tears away with my thumb. âPromise me you will never fall out of love with me again. Because I donât want to forget you all over again. I never want to forget a single second with you.â
She shakes her head. âI swear. Iâll never stop loving you, Silas. And Iâll never forget.â
I dip my head until my mouth meets hers. âNever Never.â
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