Forget Me Novels & Stories

I've been slipping away too much this past week. Into my own world, or just forgetting shit, like she has a ring on. I forgot I fucking proposed. I still can't fully remember doing it. Everyone is right. I need to get out of my head. I need to focus. I forget more and blackout more when I'm in my head.

"Ms. Lloyd, your package is here." At her doorstep, she signed for the parcel. It was a vial of memory-erasing potion along with a manual. "Once consumed, all memories will be erased permanently. Please use with caution."

###A few Years Back ### “Are you sure that you want me to remove your memories, Arya ? Removing the memories and forgetting won’t take the pain away . Not remembering losing your child won’t take the loss away and forgetting what you went through won’t change the fact that you still went through it …are you really sure that you want me to do this? “ I couldn’t trust my words as I made up my mind ,wiped all of the tears from my eyes and nodded my head yes to Freya .

Freya lifts her head up, "You don't have to apologize. I get it that you don't belong here, so is alright for you to go back. I promise to cherish all the memories I had with you forever." I bit my lip at the last words she said... "About that.." I couldn't find the right words on how to say it that they wouldn't even be able to remember the time we spent together. "About what?" Aria questioned raising her head. I scratched the back of my head thinking of a better way to break it to them. "The both of you would lose all memories of my stay in the past once I'm gone." "What! Why? Why do we have to forget you. Would Arkalis give us something to drink or spell us unknowingly. Would he make us f

The bartender looked at my face, shook his head in pity before giving me what I wanted. I chose a seat that was far from the door. The second thing I wanted to was try and forget about Hazel. There was a saying that if you wanted to forget about someone, all you had to do was get under someone or let someone get under you. That was what I was trying to do; I was going to fish for a woman who was going toakee forget about Hazel and her existence. I promisedyself that I was going to erase her face from my memory by the time I was done drinking at this club. Her scent was going to be extinct fromy brain. I tossed to that.

She'd taken a flight all the way here to my hometown to look for me, and yet, the only things she could remember were the smaller, menial events. "So, you think that I'm going to stop being angry at you just because you've already apologized to me? Is that why you came to apologize in the first place? "What about the next time you forget again? Are you going to accuse me of not telling you about my phobias or allergies again?" Bridget looked up at once. "No way! I just really forgot about them this time. I've been too busy—" "Busy with what?" She froze. I continued, "Busy getting together with your friends? Busy going for barbecues at the beach? Busy meeting up with your high school teacher

Like he's making sure I never forget. And I forget how to breathe. And I forget how to think. And I forget everything except him. Except us. Except this. Except forever. Except our future.

"This world in front of me is so scary, Jasper… Everyone has the same face. I can't tell them apart. I really can't…" she sobbed, wiping her tears with the back of her hand, her voice growing quieter. "You're the only one I can recognize. What am I supposed to do from now on?" I stood at the entrance of the living room, like a useless piece of furniture. My mind went blank as I tried to figure out where everything had gone wrong.

She forced me into the only escape route, leaving herself behind. As her voice gradually faded into the rubble, her final words to me were, "We're even now. I owe you nothing." I knew she had done all that just to make amends for forgetting me and falling for someone else, not because she still loved me. Tamping down the bitterness welling up in my chest, I uttered softly, "There's no going back for Eleanor and me." In this life, I would never repeat that mistake. Leaving the Ashby residence, I headed to the village clinic to find Dylan.

~Hermes~ "What just happened just now?" I mutter, voice tight, heart hammering against my ribs. No. No. No. No. No. No. No. No. Fuck. Fuck. Fuck! I actually—really—forgot her. June. Her face, her voice, her eyes… every detail gone for a split second. My teeth sink into my palm as I bury my face in my hands, mind spinning. From pretending to forget her… to actually forgetting her. This is bad. This is so bad.