Chloe's POV





After Alex dropped me off at home he decided to tell me what little he knew about me. My apartment was extremely clean and I laughed a little to myself because I got some memories back from my mother. I knew she had passed away at a young age but even then I knew she was a clean freak. I guess she rubbed off on me. I missed my mom a lot, more than usual. Maybe it's because I just realized I lost her but yeah. Alex left my place shortly after I got comfortable. He didn't try to kiss me, just a simple hug goodbye but it still left my body with chills.





Friday came and went. I told Alex I didn't really feel up to do anything, that I just wanted to stay home and see if I remembered anything else. Nothing came to mind. It was the most frustrating thing in the entire world not to remember certain things. You know it's there but you just can't reach it. I sat on my couch almost all day Friday, just trying to connect those pieces together. One thing kept bothering me. If Alex was my boyfriend, did that mean he knew about Luke? Did I even tell him yet? If I didn't, would he still want to be with me? I sighed and went to bed. Dreaming about nothing in particular. Just fuzzy memories I couldn't quite focus on.



























I woke up this morning feeling absolutely sick to my stomach. Dread filled my veins. Worry coated every inch of me. I remembered. I remembered why being with Alex felt so...off. It wasn't because he knew about Luke. It wasn't because he was the one who pushed me to break myself. No, it was because he reminded me of...of him. How could I have been so stupid to not remember what Blaine had done to me? And he looked so much like Alex. I swore off of guys like him. In fact I swore off of guys period. How could I have been so naive to let someone like Alex come into my life? I got up and went to the shower. I looked in the mirror for the second time since I woke up from my coma. I stripped myself to nothing, just standing there staring at my physique. Before I could step into the shower, another memory hit me like an oncoming bus.






















I walked into Ms. Gaskarth's room, careful not to disturb much when I set down my cleaning supplies. I went to clean her bathroom first, silently plugging in my headphones in order to drown out the music Alex was playing through his loud speakers. I recognized the song being "Basket Case" by Green Day. I knew every single word of that song, but I wasn't going to let Alex know that. He'd probably try to kiss me again. That fucking arrogant asshole. Instead I lost myself in a Justin Bieber album. Hey it's better than nothing right?





I had just finished Ms. Gaskarth's bathroom and was now proceeding to clean her room. I was about to clean her night stand when I saw a picture on there that caught my eyes. It was one of Alex with a small blonde girl. He had his arms wrapped around her shoulders, his soft lips lightly on her cheek. Her smile looked so wide it almost looked like her face was about to break. They looked utterly, disgustingly in love. I laughed as I placed the picture face down. So that's the kind of guy he was huh? Well if I didn't like him before now I was absolutely repulsed by him. He was just like the rest of them. Vagina hungry cowards.





I finished cleaning the house, only having to see Alex once, when he helped me being down my baskets. It was a sweet gesture but I knew better. He was anything but sweet. I walked towards my car, loading up all of my belongings. I took one last glance at the house to see Alex waving at me with a giant smile on his face. I plastered a fake smile on my lips and gave a half-hearted wave back. Curse him for being so damn attractive. I had just pulled out of the house when I was met with big bright lights. I realized too late that they were only big because they were getting closer. Everything seemed to be going in slow motion. Before the car could connect with mine I saw the same hazel eyes and blonde hair I saw in the picture, but instead of a smile, she wore a scowl of a woman scorn. Then the world went blank, leaving me to fall into an abyss of nothing.























That was the missing piece of the puzzle. That was the last memory I needed to remember. I remembered everything clearly now. I remembered the girl who I became. Ice covered every corner of my black heart. My eyes lost all their brightness and became a dull green again. A sinister smile crept across my face as I looked into the mirror once more, admiring the hard work I had done. Without another thought I stepped into the shower, caressing every inch of my body, loving myself more and more. Getting lost in my vanity, I didn't hear the familiar ringtone coming from my phone.




























Had I known who was calling me I would've run as fast as I could.

Notes

Well shit who's calling Chloe at a time like this?

She's got her memory back, what's gonna happen between her and Alex? :o

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