Annie Memes Novels & Stories

He frowned, “it’s Finn, your bestie. Damn that accident must’ve shaken up your brain a bit.” I shook my head, “I remember things just fine.” Aria looked up at him, “he doesn’t remember us.” I began to grow frustrated with these people who claimed to know me. Groans came from the other cots and two guys with brown hair both got up at almost the same time. The one with the darker hair spoke first, “looks like everyone is alright.” Aria gave him a sad smile, “Zach has amnesia.” He let out a disbelieving laugh, “you’re joking.”

Lyra I return to my desk. I open I*******m. My DMs are flooded. Messages of support. Insults. Hideous edits with my blurred photo and vicious captions. People asking me "why I messed everything up," as if the collapse were mine alone. And then, I come across a post from Cassandre, that woman wants to drive me crazy. "There are things women must say when no one is listening. I am not a jealous woman. I am a fiancée. And I refuse to be trampled on with a smile. The facts will speak for themselves."

I grinned. “You only say that because last time you were in the hospital, you kicked my butt at cards all the time,” Anna laughed. “That was two years ago, Anna,” I scoffed. “Ask your sister, Zander,” Anna stated. “We women never forget anything.” I looked over at Amelie, and she sat there smugly. I didn’t need to ask her; she remembers everything. She is the only person I know who has an eidetic memory. Most people call it photographic memory. It’s a good thing to have, but as a teenager, it was annoying to have a sister with it.

Alex reasoned . "Oh come on buddy ! don't act like a possessive man . " , Michelle grinned . " Ok ! fine but promise me that you will not tease me . " , Alex asked . " Done ! " , Michelle smiled and Alex showed her the photo of Anjali with Amara , Michelle stared the photo with stunned look , " Dude ! she is so sexy " , Michelle said almost oggling on Amara's photo . Alex made a displeased look and taunted , " Creep ! I am far much better than a creep who oggles on a mother of a eight year old girl . "

″I've been a terrible friend,″ she said to herself. She logged into W******p and the messages began flowing in. She hadn't had time for the app since they got here. Anna smiled when she saw the number of messages from her friends in their group chat. There were one thousand messages in total. She didn't bother reading the messages but made a group call to them instead. ″Hey guys,″ she said excitedly when they picked up. ″Dude, why did you have to call now?!″ Anas screamed in his usual manner.

"No, I wouldn't. Daddy only likes the bad lady. He lets her bully you, and he kicked you out of the bedroom and forced you to be a nanny. "If he really lost his memory, then how can he remember such a big company and all those complicated social connections but forget only you, Mommy?" That was right. Ambrose claimed he had amnesia, yet he hadn't forgotten his company or all the people in his network. The only thing he'd conveniently forgotten was me. I'd been in the business world for years and had seen all kinds of tricks, yet I'd actually fallen for such a shallow lie. I clenched my teeth and laughed at my own stupidity.

“Yuck! She’s nothing but a pretentious b*tch!” The funniest thing was Anne’s fans. They had all grown to be too big-headed, which was making them seem even more like a laughingstock. They even criticized Jean on her Twitter page, mocking, and saying that she was a lowlife.

“I cannot wait for the day Vera good gets into a fight and Eden would not be there!” “That day will be brutal” I closed the laptop. I opened it again immediately and refreshed. There was a meme now. Someone had taken a part of the video and turned it into a GIF, the exact moment Erica had me by the hair and my face was doing something undignified, and put it side by side with a stock image of a cat being held by the scruff. The account that posted it had no profile picture, no followers, no posts except this one. I knew who made it. WREN!

“Oh, I kept seeing it on my F******k feed. Why?” “Do you even know what it means?” Myung-soo continued asking. Woo-hyun remained confused as I am. Then, Myung-soo started laughing alongside Nana. Eun-woo and Ji-hoon remained with no expression as they continued eating. “What the hell are you two laughing about?” Woo-hyun asked them. Since Myung-soo couldn’t help laughing and making fun of Woo-hyun, Nana decided to answer the question. “Woo-hyun, you should be more careful of using memes in real life,” she explained. “The meme you just expressed earlier came out of porn.”

When he is back on his feet he says, “I have no idea how Spin hasn’t killed you two yet. Even the most innocent conversation sounds sexual between the two of you” I just roll my eyes and continue cooking. Meme came in from Charlene’s apartment with my daughter in her arms. “Mama, YaYa, auntie Meme says her favorite color is violet”! “Auntie Meme? I suppose we are like sisters”, I state more to myself. Meme blushes but has an ear-splitting smile on her face like she half expected me to be mad over it. “I could never be mad over that Mems! I call people who have no blood relation to me, mom and dad”!