Death

THE NEXT DAY

“I don't really like fruits that much before, you made me eat fruits.” Ashley told Hayden as she ate breakfast and he watched.

“Me?” Hayden asked surprised and she nodded.

“Really? How?”

“Hmm, my mum had Cystic Fibrosis, and it's actually kind of hereditary and you didn't want me to get it so you started making me eat healthy meals, do a lot of exercises, and much other stuff.”

“We, that sounds cool. I guess I already started liking you back then.”

“Nah, I don't think so. I mean, you might have started liking me but you didn't show it, we still fight a lot back then.”

“Really?”

“Yes, I have a lot to ask you when you regain your memory.”

“Things like what?”

“Like, when you first started to like me, why didn't you ever let me into your room.” She said and familiar images appeared and Hayden shook his head.

“What?”

“Nothing.” He replied with a smile but suddenly groaned when his head started to hurt.

“Hayden?” Ashley called and he looked at her.

“It's okay, am fine.” He