Novel & Cerita If I Remember Correctly

He asks with genuine concern. “No it’s not you, it’s me. I don’t exactly have experience in this area and I seem to ramble when I’m around you. I don’t want to end up saying something crazy like I think you’re beautiful and I want you to come back to that beautiful house of yours and do things to me that I’ve only imagined or that I want to see if your lips are as soft as they look and oh my god please stop it Addyson! I’m sorry, I -“

Reminded me of that outbreak documentary you made me watch last year, don't laugh at me. I haven't made her watch any documentary. Not in this life. Not yet. That's a year from now, or was, in the version of this year I already lived through once, back when the world hadn't ended yet and Reyna and I still had lazy Sunday afternoons to waste on things that felt like fiction.

I gasp, my palm flying to my mouth instantly as all the details rush up from the sunken depths of my mind, rising and flaring and flashing through my eyes like a vivid, 3D film like one of those screened in IMAX cinemas. I remember everything. EVERYTHING. Even if the last parts seem to be somehow vague, I still remember everything. I still remember Leo helping me out of the restaurant. I remember him putting me into his car. Bringing me back here. I even remember him carrying me into my room. And I think he made me swallow something too last night. Dear God, what the hell have I done—?

I scrolled down an endless number of posts and videos until I found what I was searching for. It has been months yet I was able to recall this vidoe’s content, every words, every tiny details. I guess it wasn’t just my senses that upgraded but also my memory. I also noticed the increase in my strength, reflexes and instincts. I played the video to verify if I recalled everything right.

"Subject must not remember." I whispered the words to myself, "But I remember now. And I'm not going to let them take that away from me."

The more I try to remember, the more I forget,and the aches in my head got even worse every time I try. I could overhear Aiden telling the doctor, I can't remember anything, I wasn't much interested in their conversation, it was obvious I lost my memory,I don't even know who I am. "What is his name Aiden?" I asked. "He doesn't have a name yet,we wanted you to give him one" he said, walking towards me as the doctor and nurse took their leave. "He is so handsome," I said. "What about me mama?" Raymond asked. "Oh Ray,you are also handsome" I chuckled.

“Even if you never remember, it doesn’t matter. We can start over. We can be a family again.” I stepped back, out of their reach. “You’ve misunderstood. My memory is perfectly intact. I remember each of you. I remember everything.”

My fingers caressed the colored notes in my hands and the familiar feeling of longing overwhelmed me. FLASHBACK NARRATIVE ~16 years ago~ *Aidan's Elementary School* A little boy ran into the class of about fifteen kids. "Y'all!" He called the attention of his mates. "I heard 'boo hoo' couldn't get his fees paid. Boo-hoo!" He went to stand in front of a petite boy of around the same age as himself, blocking the little boy's view and taking his books from him.

We did not just jump one another, as I hear so often happens when mates meet. I hope it was nothing I had done. Not remembering was frustrating but even after my recent conversation with Doctor Rivers, he encouraged me to let my memory come back naturally and to stop stressing over it. The more I stress, the less likely I am to remember. Every once in a while, I feel like something is on the tip of my tongue, and then it escapes me before I can put my finger on it.

I squinted my eyes as much as possible trying to avoid the light from burning my eyes. I looked to my side and saw a notebook then memories came flashing into my brain. I remembered how the doctor had given me that notebook and how I had written something down on it. I sat up carefully on my bed and reached for the notebook. When I read the content, my heart rate shot up. What if it didn’t work? Am I not supposed to start remembering things now? Let me try. I took in a deep breath and tried to remember something that happened a year ago. It was supposed to be my wedding Anniversary with Rick. He had forgotten obviously but I remembered.