Semua Bab I HAD ME A BOY : Bab 201 - Bab 210

"Son, are you okay in there? Need a little help maybe?" she asks and immediately I am on my feet. "No! No... I err... I'm fine," comes Scott's response. I bet he's lying. "He always refuses to let me help him. I just don't know what to do." His mom shakes her head, sadness taking over her facial expressions. "I'm sure he'll let me help. Let me try. Go and get ready," I tell his mom as I approach the stairs. She hesitates for a second but goes ahead and walks up the stairs and I follow behind. I have my fingers crossed as I walk towards Scott's room. I huff out a breath and knock thrice on the brown, wooden door. "Scott, it's me... Kyrah," I say as I listen carefully, waiting to hear any movement or anything at all. Silence. "I'd love to help. If... that's okay with you," I say and purse my lips. The next thing I hear is a click and I push the door open slowly. What my eyes land on makes my entire body wobble like jelly and I hold my breath. A part of me freezes for like two se

"Scott, might you by any chance remember someone by the name Kye? Kye Ripley," I ask and his eyes widen a little. "Yeah, why?" he asks. "Wow! Uhm... I don't know what to say. I guess you remember him since you two have been friends for long. Well, he's Roxy's boyfriend now. I guess we forgot to tell you," I say and his jaw drops. "You know Kye? And he's Roxy's boyfriend? Damn! I never thought Kye would be the dating type. He liked talking about finding 'the one'. I guess he did," Scott chuckles, "I hope I find 'the one' for me too," he says and I look away. I'm 'the one', it's me! I am right here. "Where is he now?" Scott asks. "He's always busy at work, sometimes his phone is usually off, but I'll try and call him now," I fish my phone out and dial Kye's number. His phone is off and Scott is disappointed. "Give me his number, I'll surprise him. If you guys haven't told him yet, I'll do it myself. Tell Roxy not to say a word. Kye is like a brother to me and I can imagine how he

A few minutes later, I can hear muffled slow music playing. People must be having a good time out there. "Hey, how about we dance a little," Scott suggests and I shy away by looking at my feet and biting the inside of my cheeks. "What about you? You need your crutch," I say and he chuckles. "I don't need it that much. I can handle myself for a couple of minutes. So... shall we?" he asks and he stands up and places the crutch next to the wall. I stand up and walk straight into his warm arms and automatically, my head leans onto his chest. My goodness! This feels so good. His arm snakes its way around my waist and the other one is holding one of my hands as we sway from left to right like tree branches. Being like this makes me happier than a Queen. I don't know for how long we've been dancing but I surely get disappointed when someone opens the door. It's Wren. "Hey guys. We've been looking for you everywhere," she says and I slowly let go of Scott. "Sorry to interrupt," she s

"You just made it sound like some horror movie. She tried to burn you alive in a wooden house? What kind of a psychopath is she?" he says while shaking his head. "That's insane." "I know. If it weren't for you and the rest. I wouldn't be here. Anyway, that's all about her. From how we met to how she changed into the person she is right now," I say."I don't think I like her at all. Talking about her gives me goosebumps," he says and his phone rings. "It's my doctor," he says and he puts him on loudspeaker. The doctor asks how he is doing and he tells him about his dreams and how he got triggered when he saw Sabrina. "That's a good sign, young man. It shows that your memory is slowly coming back to you. You may not recall anything yet, but with time you will. Let's keep the faith. I won't make it today but you can tell your friends to help you out with your exercises," the doctor says. "Okay, doc. Thanks," Scott says and hangs up. "Well, I already did my morning exercises since I w

"Grab your phone, we're leaving." Are the words I tell Scott before shoving my phone into my small purse. In a minute we are out of the house and into my car. As he fastens his seat belt, he asks, "Can I know where we're going?""You'll find out when we get there," I say while avoiding direct eye contact. This is going to be crazy. I insert the keys into the ignition and the engine comes alive, roaring calmly and off we go. On our way, we pick Roxy from the gallery, and about forty five minutes later, I am driving into the last place on earth I wanted to be at right now. Blake's estate.Beautiful, classy and fancy, well-designed houses are what catches anyone's eye first. The different colors from white to grey to brown and even cream. Then the well mowed green lawns that tend to be too green to be believable. It's like the chlorophyll their grass contains is rich too if you ask me because, damn, my dad and I have tried watering our lawn nearly every weekend but still it doesn't even