My first night at my new house was honestly kind of scary. I couldn't get the thought that people had died inside the house I was now living in. It was just creepy. I walked downstairs and found myself walking towards Ashton before someone grabbed my wrist and pulled my back. I looked and saw it was Luke, shaking his head slowly. As tears formed in my eyes, I asked with a broken voice, "Will you stay with me?"
Luke let me cry until I fell asleep. It wasn't just about me being scared anymore, it was that I felt lonely now. Usually Ashton was there to cuddle with me and stay in my room until I was asleep. Now I felt like I was alone. I was lucky to have Luke there for me.
I woke up in the middle of the night, thought, and Luke was gone. Mikey was sitting over in the corner by himself. I sat up and squinted at him in the dimness, the moonlight streaming through my windows to help me see.
"Luke asked me to watch you while he went downstairs to help Calum with something," he explained. "I think it has to do with trying to get the old Ashton back, but I'm not sure. His sister's coming over so I'm almost positive."
"Sister?" I asked in a raspy voice. Calum never mentioned a sister.
"Yeah. She's more experienced or something than he is so he needs her help," he shrugged, not actually sure if what he was saying was correct. "She's nice, I promise. Something similar happened to her too."
"Really?" I asked, sitting criss-cross on the bed as I listened to Michael talk. "How? What happened?"
"Her fiancé saw his brother die and wanted to just forget about the accident and everything," he began, standing up and walking over to sit next to me on my bed. "He had a locket sort of thing that he used for the spell and he forgot that the old picture of her was behind it. He forgot about both of them. He still kept having nightmares about his family and a couple dreams about her and he didn't know why. He ended up killing himself."
"Shit," I breathed. "I feel terrible for her."
"She's okay now," he shrugged. "Just don't bring it up."
"So...what is she going to do?"
"Try to find a spell to get his memory back. At least just the part of his memory where you were."
"And if we can't?"
Michael sighed, gently pushing me back down. "Just go to sleep, Cooper."
I looked at him. "Why do you always call me that?"
He shrugged. "Sounds better than Bridgette."
"Anytime, Cooper. Anytime."
Calum's sister was called Mali-Koa and was a gorgeous dark-haired girl that looked so similar to her brother. She had a black fedora placed on her head when I walked downstairs to meet her. She looked up with red lips and smiled, shaking my hand and introducing herself.
"I'm sorry about what happened," she said with a sad expression. "I know how it feels."
"It's okay," I shrugged, although it wasn't okay. "I just hope this works."
"Just please try not to get your hopes up."
"Trust me, I'm not."
Ashton entered the house, sunglasses on his face. I tried not to look at him but it was difficult. I ended up squeezing passed him and hiding out in the kitchen until they decided they needed me. Luke was in there, looking through the fridge. For some odd reason, I could see it was filled with food even though he couldn't eat. Maybe they went grocery shopping for me.
"Hey." I said quietly.
He straightened and turned, seeing it was me. A smile spread across his features. "Hey. How'd you sleep? Sorry for ditching you in the middle of the night."
"It's okay," I grunted as I pushed myself up onto the island. "Michael cuddled with me in your absence."
"I hope you'll get used to the creepiness of the house," he said, standing in front of me, between my legs. "I don't want you moving out or something."
"Don't plan on it," I told him, grabbing an apple from the bowl of fruit placed on the counter that wasn't there before and bit into it. "I like living with you guys. Besides, I can just have a sleepover with one of you guys if I get scared."
He stared into my eyes, knowing exactly what I was thinking. "We're not Ashton, though."
I sighed, swallowing the apple. "No, you're not."
I heard footsteps and turned as Luke also looked around me. Ashton stood in the doorway, probably staring at us blankly. He pointed behind him to the living room.
"Alright," Luke nodded, backing up and taking both of my hands to help me down. "Let's go attempt to fix this mess."
We sat down on the floor across the coffee table from Mali-Koa and Calum, who sat on the couch together with both Mali's and Calum's books open. Michael lounged on the couch like usual, and Ashton sat on the other side of Luke on the floor. Mali and Calum flipped through pages, looking between their books until Mali pointed at something and they both seemed to agree on it.
"So this is to help remember things," Mali began. "But it's like, if you forget where you put your phone sort if thing. But it might help. We're doing that with a little mind reading powder I mixed up this morning. So it might work."
"Or it might turn his brain to mush." Calum added quietly, but loud enough for me to hear.
"Calum," Mali scolded, elbowing him hard in the side. She turned back to me, Luke, and Ashton. "So we're going to need Luke to move and for Ashton and Bridgette to face each other."
Luke got up and Ashton reluctantly positioned himself so he was sitting with his legs crossed, facing me. I did the same, finding it hard to make eye contact, although I could feel his stare burning through his sunglasses. I looked up at Luke sitting behind him in the recliner, his mouth pressed into a thin line.
"Ashton, you'll need your glasses off for this one," Calum told him. "You two need to look into each other's eyes to help jog his memory. Bridge, you need to think of as many memories of you and Ashton as you can. I can't say definitely that it will help but it might."
Ashton sighed but removed his sunglasses and set them on the coffee table. He looked at me with his dull hazel eyes. They weren't as green as they used to be but I missed them either way. I hadn't seen them since he forgot who I was. But when I looked into them, no thoughts came to me. I could only assume he either could control who he showed thoughts to, or he just had no feelings toward me at all. Although, he made it seem like he hated me.
Mali opened her canvas bag from next to her on the couch and took out a jar of something. It was a light blue and powdery. She rubbed it on her hands and it dissolved like it was a liquid. "This is the mind reading powder. It doesn't exactly work as long as we could make it work. It's just going to be long enough for the spell to be completed." she explained as she walked over to kneel behind Ashton. She placed her hands on his head and looked at Calum before nodding once. And then they started doing the spell, saying words that sounded like gibberish to me.
Ashton and I never looked away. I probably couldn't even if I wanted to. I prayed to whatever God might be out there that this would work. I only wished I realized I loved him before this happened so he would've at least known at one point. Now he might never know.
I thought about the first time I met Ashton when he was leaning against the tree in his front yard, saying nothing to me. I thought about when he walked me home that one night and he didn't say anything but he was all smiles the entire time. I thought about the times I ditched school to hang out with him and Calum. I thought about when we went to the beach for my birthday, and I thought long and hard about when we kissed so I could get him out of his house. I thought about the first time he told me he loved me and how I didn't say it back. And I thought about how much I really did love him - how in love I still am with him.
I watched as Ashton's pupils got wider like the lights were turned off on him. Once Mali and Calum were done, she threw her hands off his head and his eyes fell closed. I found myself looking at the ground, and felt Michael's hand on my shoulder.
"Ash?" Calum asked quietly.
"Shh," Mali told him, keeping a close eye on Ashton. "Let him process."
We sat in a few moment of silent before Ashton lifted his head and looked around the room, his eyes locking on mine. They looked the same shade of bright hazel that they used to. I was hoping this worked.
"Ashton," Mali said slowly. "Can you tell me anything about the girl across from you?"
He continued to stare at me, not saying anything.
"You can talk, dude," Michael encouraged from behind me. "She won't do anything. You know she's heard you talk before. She's one of the only people you ever talk to anymore."
There were a few more beats of silence before Ashton opened his mouth. "Her name is Bridgette Cooper and she used to live across the street. I first saw her when she walked passed my house and Mikey introduced us. I smiled at her. I snuck in her room almost every night. I met her parents and made it obvious I liked her. She was the first person besides Michael, Calum, and Luke that I'd talked to Since Mikey died. I fell in love with her. She saved my life."
"Is this things you remember or things you saw from her?" Calum questioned.
Ashton broke his gaze away from me too look at Calum. "That's what she showed me."
I let my head drop. It was no use. He'd never remember who I was or anything about me. I just wanted to go home and find Jeremy and just stay away for a while. I stood and walked to the door, despite everyone calling me back into the house.
"Cooper, c'mon!" Michael called as I walked as quickly as I could toward the street. I saw no one was coming and continued. "Cooper, just give him time!"
I turned and saw Calum, Michael, and Mali were all following me outside. Even Ashton was walking with them, probably confused as to what was going on. Luke stood in the doorway, watching everything unfold.
"I can't handle this!" I shouted. "He loved me and I didn't think I did but I do and it sucks because he thinks I'm his enemy or something. He doesn't even trust me anymore and I just...it hurts too much, okay?"
"No!" I shouted, cutting Calum off as I turned and began walking to my house again. "Just give up. He'll never remember me or anything we did together. He'll never remember that he lo-"
Someone threw themselves against me and I hit the sidewalk hard, my arms getting scratched up from trying to block my face from the concrete. I heard the sound of a truck zoom by and realized I almost got hit by a truck. After the weight was gone, I rolled over to see Ashton's sunglasses-covered eyes looking down at me.
"Cooper!" Michael yelled as he ran across the street.
"Thanks." I said quietly.
He nodded and gave a tiny tug at the corner of his mouth before he stood and backed away from me. It wasn't much, but it was at least a start.
If I was you I wouldn't move.... I'm posting 5 chapters in the next few minutes