Forgotten lovers

It was a cold dark stormy night at the cabin. The kind that makes you want to snuggle up in front of the fire with your lover talking about your future together. Unfortunately, that was not the case for Iris, not this time. She wrapped herself in the biggest, coziest blanket she could find hoping to feel better about being alone tonight. Being alone made her think about all the memories. Memories of someone she had long forgotten. Memories of a person with no face. She cast a spell on the fire making it dance to keep her distracted. Her familiar Midnight noticed her and came prancing over to her. “At least I have you ” she said as her cat purred into her touch. “You wanna go for a walk girl?” She stood up walking towards the door to grab her fluffiest coat. Midnight meowed walking behind her. Iris put on her coat and then put a coat on Midnight before heading outside to the path in front of her cabin. Not many people walked at three in the morning, especially during a storm. Tonigh

He got into the house last night to ask her something and noticed the bathroom door open. He saw her under the water and his breath stopped for a split second. “No. Not like this honey girl.” He walks and scoops her up. He dries her off and puts her favorite robe on her, gently laying her in bed. Midnight came and curled up next to her falling asleep. He sighed before walking out her bedroom and leaving the house, forgetting all about what he was gonna ask her. He made his way back to the guest house once he arrived there he plopped down on the bed pretty hard. “Did she just try to kill herself? Or was she trying to remember something?” He ponders at that thought until he dozes fast asleep. He woke up at around two in the afternoon. He wondered if he should just drop the bag at the door and leave, or actually knock. His heart skipped a beat just thinking about her almost drowning. Maybe I should at least just check on her. I'm sure she’s fine, she's a grown woman, he thinks.

Iris jolts awake shaking on the couch with both Midnight and Quinn hovering over her. “What just happened” he asked her “I’m not sure… that’s never happened before. I had a memory come back” she sighs, grabbing midnight for a hug. Iris looks terrified. Like she’s about to break in half. “Cast a spell.” He demands. She looks at him confused but casts a fire spell. It made fire appear in her hand. “What the hell?!” She says. “I haven’t been able to do that since the accident” she irks with excitement. “So me a “human” can’t help you?” He laughs. She smiled at him letting the fire dissipate. Looking at him, Iris had the strange urge to kiss him. She glanced at his lips and then back into his eyes. “Um” she blushed and pushed her hair behind her ear. He gave a slight smile before grabbing her hand. “Now are you gonna keep trying or give up?” he leans closer to her making her face go even redder. “Um, uh i’ll keep trying” she gets nervous and freezes up. She leans closer to his face but

Quinn has just left Iris’s cabin. He wandered around the Mystic Woods for hours, it’s something he did quite often. It helped him think, and helped him focus on Her. It was his only way to keep from going mentally insane. “I shouldn’t have said that to her” he says to himself. He shrugs, there’s not much he can do now anyway. He set off to find the lost cabin in those same woods he always wandered in. He’d never been able to find it before. The legend foretold that the most powerful creature in the world lived in that cabin. Quinn hoped to find it so he could help her. So he could get his girl back. So she remembers. Hours went by. Those hours turned into days. Days into weeks. Until a couple months went by… He happened to rest against a tree one evening and when He awoke he was right on the doorsteps of that cabin. He had no recollection of how he got there. A little suspicious Quinn politely knocks on the door. There’s no answer. He knocks again but louder this time. Still no

“And? It’s just a question Iris” he says rolling his eyes. He starts getting undressed down to his boxers before hopping in the spring. “Intimacy Quinn. That’s the easiest and fastest way for me to recharge because I’m also a siren” she blurts out. She gets embarrassed and sinks down into the water. He looks shocked. He never knew that about her. He never could have guessed that even after all those years. Her siren half was dormant for years until she lost her lover two almost three years ago. “Iris?” He realizes she’s still underwater and yanks her up. “Are you trying to drown? You can’t just say something like that then try to disappear” he screams at her. “I can’t drown..” she whispers. Loud noises scare her. His yelling sends her into a spiral. “D-Don’t yell at me Quinn” she takes some deep breaths trying to calm herself down. She hates being this way. He grabs her hands and holds them. “Why don’t you drink your margarita and we’ll go inside, we can do some more research an