Not a Bad Thing...

Katherine Dae is your typical college girl. She has classes, friends, and a horrible mall job. Then, one day as she works the closing shift, she runs into someone unexpected. She can't believe that an average girl like her, who lives in an off-the-map town, could have anything like this happen. Will this encounter with a certain rockstar change her life for the better? Or will her spontaneous decisions ruin her young life? Join Katherine on her crazy rollercoaster journey to find what she really wants. (If you find your picture is on my cover you can request credit or to have it taken off/replaced.)


9. Recovery


October 6th

3:17 p.m.

Over the next few days the five guys I should've known tried to help me remember some things from my life. 

The short, kind one, Jinxx, tried helping me remember my love for photography. He explained most of that part of my life to me.

"You would always talk to us about your high school photo teacher and how insane he was!" He laughed.

I smiled, trying to encourage him.

"Anyway," he coughed, "these are some of the concert pictures from Europe, and these are from the tour bus," 

I reached over for the camera and scrolled around for a bit. I ended up landing on a picture of what looked like me and,

"Ashley?" I asked.

Jinxx nodded.

I was holding out the camera and looking straight at it, and Ashley was holding me close and looked at the camera in a strange way. His eyes were shining and he had a slight smirk on his face.

I pushed the camera back to Jinxx as my eyes got watery. I didn't know why , but that picture made me feel weird.


October 8th

6:34 p.m.

Jake was a little awkward but genuine. He tried helping me re-find my music. We actually sat for a few hours listening to a variation of artists from Red Hot Chili Peppers to Killswitch Engage to 3 Doors Down and even their own music.

"Oh my god!" Jake exclaimed, "I remember when you wouldn't STOP singing this song for like a week!"

"Really?" I laughed.

I put the earbuds in and listened to the song. It had hard core type instrumentals, but the lyrics were intensely meaningful and heartfelt.

"This is great." I said.

"That's your music tatse." He smiled.


October 11th

5:18 p.m.

Andy was the one who was in my hospital room when I woke up. He was the easiest to talk to and I enjoyed his company. He was like the older brother I never had. He was down to talking about almost anything and he never seemed to judge what you said.

"I just HATE not being able to remember anything except believing what you guys tell me." I complained.

"Hey, it's okay. This thing is going to take some time, but as long as you push further, I'm sure you'll remember soon enough." He said.

I smiled, "Thanks. It seems like you always know what to say." 

"Not really," Andy said, "to be honest I just say what I feel."

I smiled.

"What?" He asked.

"I don't know." I laughed.

He smirked at me and I swore I saw a twinkle in his eye. He was so gorgeous and nice and just all around amazing.

I felt extremely lucky to know people like these guys.


October 14th

3:37 p.m.

I came out of the back of the bus, a few days later, and saw the guys sitting around. I silently watched them before admitting my presence. They were so chill and I felt really sad for a minute. I desperately wanted to remember my life and I couldn't. 

"Hey!" CC said, "What's up, Kat!" 

I looked up and forced a smile, "Hey, guys."

I scanned my eyes around and saw Andy staring at me. He nodded me over and then headed outside the bus. I zipped up my coat and followed him.

I shut the doors and turned to Andy. He lit up a cigarette and blew out a few puffs before looking at me.

"This is a stupid question, but are you alright?" He asked.

I nodded, "I'm okay." 

"I think I know what might help you gain your memory back." He said.

"Can these things be determined like that?" I asked.

"I don't know, but I'm going to try." 

He took another drag.

"I'm sick of seeing you all depressed because you can't rememeber shit!" He said.

He looked at me with the same passionate that he has been, but he looked angry this time.

"Okay." I said.


4:09 p.m.

The wind got stronger as we walked around the streets of London. I shivered and Andy wrapped an arm around me.

"Almost there." He said.

A lake came into view and I saw where we were going.

"The eye..." I said breathlessly.

I could remember what this beautiful thing was and the feeling it gave me.

"Mhmm! I remember you first going on this with us and you were so happy! It was actually kind of cute; you were like a five-year-old seeing their first parade." He laughed.

I pulled my beanie down tighter as we got closer to the ticket line.

Soon enough, we were high in the air above London. I stared out the massive windows as the sun got lower in the sky. It was so incredibly wonderful.

Pictures floated back of me and the guys messing around and taking pictures in one of the carts.

I turned to Andy, "I remember!" I exclaimed, "I remember being in here and I remember the beautiful places we went!" 

"You remember!" He said.

"I remember!" 

I jumped into his arms as he hugged me. We laughed and spun around,but he soon set me down.

"Sorry," he blushed.

I tried thinking it was just because of the cold cold weather, but he wouldn't stop looking at me. 

I remembered the massive crush I had on Andy before I met him and before we became close friends.

He reached over and brushed some hair out of my face.

"So," I said, "thanks... for thinking of this. It helped, obviously."

He nodded, "Of course."

I couldn't stop staring at his bright blue eyes and so I forced myself to look at the sunset instead. I ignored my thoughts and how fast my heart was beating.

"Kat?" He asked.

"No," I thought.

Andy grabbed my shoulder.

"Andy," I tried.

"Kat, I... I just," 

I turned towards him, "I know... so do I," I gave in, "but I remember. I'm with Ash, and... and I think it's finally time." 

"Just," he said, "wait..."

He looked intently at me and leaned down. My heart went to lightening speed as our lips melted together and created the only warmth in the carriage.

He pulled close to him and we split just as the ride was finishing.

I turned away one last time; heavily blushing.

 We walked back to the bus together and didn't talk the whole time.

Since Andy and I could talk about anything, I couldn't help but feel something for him, but I couldn't. It wasn't fair to Ashley and I really didn't want to hurt him, or worse, their friendship.

I was totally and officially confused.

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