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My eyes felt heavy. My head was spinning. How much had I drank yesterday? I woke up in my bed , my sheets on the floor. I always was a funny sleeper. What time is it? 12:30. What day is it? Saturday.
I stood up and entered the bathroom. My face looks torn. Memories are missing. What happened yesterday? What happened 2 weeks ago? Last thing I remembered was...meeting 2 boys? Shane and Dylan? I can’t remember clearly.My make-up is all over my face. Must explain the heavy eyes. I need some coffee.
My kitchen is normal, more than normal. It is shining, nothing in the dishwasher, nothing in the sink. Like I haven’t used it for days, like it just got here. Luckily coffee existed in my drawers. Funny. I couldn’t remember nothing from weeks ago, but I knew the basics. Let's recap. I sat on my couch, holding my coffee.
My name is (Y/N) (Y/L/N). I am a waitress in a bar nearby. This is my house. I don’t know how long I've lived there. My mom and dad live 2 cities away. I’m alone in life, except from my best friend Sarah. She works with me. That's about it. I don’t know if there's more , ‘cos if there is I don’t remember it. My phone is ringing.
I ran upstairs and took it, seeing that the number is blocked. I didn’t care, maybe that asshole had answers, so I picked up.
“Hello?” I ask shyly.
“(Y/N?)” A deep,sexy voice answers. It's almost familiar.
“Who is this?” I ask, afraid this is something from the past that my brain chose to forget. What is happening to me? The voice on the other side sighs.
“I-I can't do this. I'm sorry.” He says and hungs up. I look at my phone in confusion.
That was definitely weird. I put the phone on my bed and open the balcony's door. The weather is windy. I love windy. That is something i remember. Suddenly it gets cold , so i close the door. As I close the door I see a small box outside, sitting in the corner. I quickly grab it ans bring it inside before i close the door again.
It looks old but fancy. There are gold flowers on it, the base is pure back. I open it. I dont care what it is but it may give me answers. There is rose inside. Oh, i love roses. There are also two small notes and another box,smaller.
I unfold the first note. It is handwritten.
Happy anniversary baby! You know I suck at these but You know I love you with everything I have. Come in the living room, I have a suprise for you. –D
The date said that this was from 1 year ago. Exactly one year. D. D.D. It's not Dylan I'm sure of it. But what is it? D. I'll figure it later.
I open the next one, it's handwritten too. That is from half a year ago, not the same date.
I’m sorry for not being there when I had to.I love you. Please, forgive me. –D
Apparently there was this “D” person and we dated? And then we fought? Did i forgive him? Why didn't I remember him? It must have been him on the phone. I wanna grab the phone and call the number but I have one more box to open.Maybe that will be the answer to everything.
I open it and a necklase inside. How clichè. The necklase has two letters intetwined. D and the first letter of my name. Wow this relationship must have been serious. Was i really able to commit to a guy? There is a small note underneath the neacklase which I unfold.
You said you felt lonely. Now i will always be with you. –D
Hmmm. Was this guy away much? Now I get why I hadn't teared apart this relationship. I put the small box down but a cling inside it distracts me. There's more inside. I remove the leather layer that held the necklase and discover a key. Another note underneath it. Seriously has this guy ever heard of texting?
A key to my heart. A key to my house. Our house. I still love you old lady. –D
This was getting confusing. These were not keys to my house. Obviously we lived together. I grabbed my phone and opened the blocked numbers folder. There it was. Listed as “Deanno”.
Dean! His name was Dean! I called the number but it said it didnt exist anymore. What? He had called me 10 minutes ago! Let's recap.
There is a boy. His name was Dean. Apparently we dated, he was gone a lot but then we shared the same house. Where do I go from there? And most of all what the hell is happening?!
My head snapped. He had a brother. That's the last thing I remember. I dont remember their faces. Shane and Dean? No. Shawn and Dean? No. Sam and Dean! That was it. It was Dean and his younger brother Sam. But that was pretty much it. No last names or other clues. If I weren't me I would call it a dream. But it wasn't.
There was something missing and I had to find it. I have to find Dean.