Find a Place for Me Again
Six
"I love Alex and he doesn't even remember me!"
Kenzie's words haunted me all night as I tried to sleep. Was me forget about her really killing her inside? I began doubt that I'll ever reclaim the memories I lost.
I got out of my bunk and went to check on Kenzie. I peaked inside of her curtain to find her with her back to the curtain and her body tucked up into a ball.
She always curls up when she's sleeping alone. I've found her in a ball when I come home from tour during the early hours of the night and she's sleeping.
How did I remember that detail about her? Did seeing her like that trigger me to remember that? Maybe the tour will help me remember more about her. I hate hurting her like this.
I went to my bunk and took out my macbook and went onto my instagram to see if I had more pictures of her. I had no such luck, but I found a private instagram I followed titled Flyzgarth10. I opened it up and I found pictures of me and Kenzie.
Kenzie and I kept a private instagram account for our picture of her visiting me on the road and such for only our friends and family to see. We never linked the account to our twitters to make sure it stayed safe.
I left the account's page and I went onto google to look up more space stuff to look at and read about the mysteries of the world in the sky. I heard a small thud of feet hitting the floor and I looked up from my mug of tea to find a disheveled Kenzie walk out of the bunk area in a sleep shirt and incredibly short soffe shorts.
"Morning stargazer," Kenzie greeted me as she started to make a pot of coffee.
"Why are you up so early," I asked her.
"I couldn't stay asleep," she replied, "You look like you've seen a ghost."
"I remembered a couple things," I told her.
"Like what," she asked as she sat across from me at the table, taking a sip from her mug of coffee.
"That you curl up into a ball when you sleep alone and that we have a private instagram with pictures of us only friends and family can see the pictures," I told her.
"Did the pictures trigger anything," she asked.
"No, I wish they did though," I replied, "I can tell I'm hurting you the longer I go without remembering. I need you to make me remember, Kenzie."
"Alex, I'm going slow for you sake," Kenzie protested, "The doctors said if I rush you to remember, you can permanently forget everything."
"Kenzie, you and I were in love, deeply in love. I can see only pain in your eyes," I told her.
"Alex just stop talking about it," Kenzie snapped.
"What's going on in here," Matt groaned as he walked into the lounge and got himself a mug of Kenzie's brew.
"Alex was trying to force me to make him remember," Kenzie answered Matt.
"Alex, don't push it. I will kick your ass if you screw with my cousin while she tries her best to help you remember," Matt growled at me.
Matt is like an older brother to Kenzie. She and him were very close growing up and when she went off to art school for photography, he was overly busy with us and didn't maintain contact with her. He and Kenzie reconnected because of me.
"I remembered something else," I told them.
"What," Matt asked.
"You're a protective older brother figure to Kenzie and you nearly busted my balls when I told you about Kenzie," I told him.
"If you keep at this pace your memory will be back in no time," Matt said, "Now go get your ass ready for rehearsal. The sooner you start the better."
"Whatever Matt," I scoffed as I went to my bunk to get myself everything to get ready for the busy day ahead of me.
I'm happy though, I remembered three things about Kenzie. I have more left to remember, but I was going work really hard to remember. I owed her so much for hurting her these last few weeks I've been a clueless idiot.
Kenzie's words haunted me all night as I tried to sleep. Was me forget about her really killing her inside? I began doubt that I'll ever reclaim the memories I lost.
I got out of my bunk and went to check on Kenzie. I peaked inside of her curtain to find her with her back to the curtain and her body tucked up into a ball.
She always curls up when she's sleeping alone. I've found her in a ball when I come home from tour during the early hours of the night and she's sleeping.
How did I remember that detail about her? Did seeing her like that trigger me to remember that? Maybe the tour will help me remember more about her. I hate hurting her like this.
I went to my bunk and took out my macbook and went onto my instagram to see if I had more pictures of her. I had no such luck, but I found a private instagram I followed titled Flyzgarth10. I opened it up and I found pictures of me and Kenzie.
Kenzie and I kept a private instagram account for our picture of her visiting me on the road and such for only our friends and family to see. We never linked the account to our twitters to make sure it stayed safe.
I left the account's page and I went onto google to look up more space stuff to look at and read about the mysteries of the world in the sky. I heard a small thud of feet hitting the floor and I looked up from my mug of tea to find a disheveled Kenzie walk out of the bunk area in a sleep shirt and incredibly short soffe shorts.
"Morning stargazer," Kenzie greeted me as she started to make a pot of coffee.
"Why are you up so early," I asked her.
"I couldn't stay asleep," she replied, "You look like you've seen a ghost."
"I remembered a couple things," I told her.
"Like what," she asked as she sat across from me at the table, taking a sip from her mug of coffee.
"That you curl up into a ball when you sleep alone and that we have a private instagram with pictures of us only friends and family can see the pictures," I told her.
"Did the pictures trigger anything," she asked.
"No, I wish they did though," I replied, "I can tell I'm hurting you the longer I go without remembering. I need you to make me remember, Kenzie."
"Alex, I'm going slow for you sake," Kenzie protested, "The doctors said if I rush you to remember, you can permanently forget everything."
"Kenzie, you and I were in love, deeply in love. I can see only pain in your eyes," I told her.
"Alex just stop talking about it," Kenzie snapped.
"What's going on in here," Matt groaned as he walked into the lounge and got himself a mug of Kenzie's brew.
"Alex was trying to force me to make him remember," Kenzie answered Matt.
"Alex, don't push it. I will kick your ass if you screw with my cousin while she tries her best to help you remember," Matt growled at me.
Matt is like an older brother to Kenzie. She and him were very close growing up and when she went off to art school for photography, he was overly busy with us and didn't maintain contact with her. He and Kenzie reconnected because of me.
"I remembered something else," I told them.
"What," Matt asked.
"You're a protective older brother figure to Kenzie and you nearly busted my balls when I told you about Kenzie," I told him.
"If you keep at this pace your memory will be back in no time," Matt said, "Now go get your ass ready for rehearsal. The sooner you start the better."
"Whatever Matt," I scoffed as I went to my bunk to get myself everything to get ready for the busy day ahead of me.
I'm happy though, I remembered three things about Kenzie. I have more left to remember, but I was going work really hard to remember. I owed her so much for hurting her these last few weeks I've been a clueless idiot.
So I just read what you have of this, and I'm sad to see it was never finished. :(
It's a bit rushed at some parts, but I really like the concept of it. It surprised me that you had him gain his memory back kind of quickly; I thought for sure the twist was going to be he was going to lose it again or something. I found it a bit odd how that was kind of the plot for the first half, and then this second part kind of diverted from it. But I really like what you have of it, it's really sweet. :)
If you ever choose to finish it, I will be here to read. Although I think a final chapter wrap-up would totally work for this, if you're struggling for inspiration. Just a final update to conclude it.
You're a great writer, and so, I just wanted to leave a comment letting you know that, and to show that people are still stumbling across this and reading it. :)
7/11/16