Forgotten
by gnome
Chapter 5
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If anyone out there is willing to help me with my stories I would really appreciate it. I have all these ideas, but I am a lousy writer and would like someone to help edit my work.
Sorry it has taken me forever, like I said I'm no good but if i were to recieve help these would come faster and much better
I've been feeling a lot better since I woke up a month ago. Some things are a bit off though. Every time I dream I remember something or at least I think it's a memory. Buffy has been there, trying to help me. Comforting me in the middle of the night. It seems like there might be something between us, but I don't know if it's just me. Finally willing myself I open her bedroom door.
For some reason she likes to be in here. I don't know why, but there's something in there she doesn't want anybody to look at. I've seen a book, but I don't know what's in it. Buffy and Joyce went out to get some lunch, I know they'll be back soon. Walking in I kneel beside the bed and reach under for the hidden book. I know this is wrong, but she won't let me in. It's like she's hiding something from me, too scared to just tell me.
Bringing the book out I place it on my lap and open to the first page. It's a photo album. Pictures of the three of us. Flipping through I remember some from my dreams. Joy fills me as I remember some, and wonder of others I don't know yet. Suddenly frozen by the next page. It's of Buffy and me; we're kissing really heavy on the couch in pjs.
Closing the book I leap down the stair and out the door. Running away as fast as I can. I don't know where I'm going, but I have to keep moving.
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"Wills are you here?" Carrying the bags through the all ready open door I place them at the counter. Searching the downstairs I don't find her. Heading upstairs I don't find her in her room. A glance in my room and I see what made her disappear. Jumping down the stairs I head out the front door.
If I know my Willow, like I really think I do. She will be running. Smelling the air I start to follow her scent. Traveling down the sidewalk I turn into some woods. I think I know where she's going; it was one of her favorite places to go. Her secret spot before we met. She has taken me there before, it was the one place she felt safest. The one place she could hide and be at peace.
Using slayer agility to my advantage I creep around the trees and spot my redheaded lover. Sitting on the shore by the lake she has her knees up to her chest as she cries and babbles to herself. Listening to her own conversation I begin to understand her problems.
"I can't believe she has to pretend we aren't together when we so totally were based on those pictures. She must really love me, to be there for me but never too much to make me wonder. I wish I could remember. Buffy really is a wonderful person and I just wish I could give her what I used to. I just don't know what to do anymore. What if she doesn't like this me? What if I never remember?"
I stay there, hidden by the trees and bushes. Looking up I see the sun is setting, which means getting home will be a battle. Making noise as I move into the clear I walk towards her. She doesn't move, her eyes focused on the lake before us as I sit beside her.
"Hey, we were really worried about you. You ok?" Looking at her teary eyes I feel just as bad as she does.
"I'm sorry." Her voice is sounds so sore from crying.
"You have nothing to be sorry about." Putting a comforting hand on her upper back, but she shrugs it off.
"But I don't remember us. We used to be together, right?" Green eyes now search mine for answers, answers to questions not yet asked.
"Yes, we were together. It was just before an incident with a vampire, there was this prophecy. Anyways you told me how you felt and I told you how I felt." Averting my eyes back to the water I finish. "And we were together since then, about four years."
This only makes her cry harder. "I'm sorry I thought..."
"No, I want to know. I'm just sorry that I don't remember. That I can't be the person I was to you."
Her body shakes so bad I think she might fall over. Moving closer I hold her with my strong arms, whispering in her ear. The redhead in my embrace tries to struggle away, but soon gives in and returns my hold on her. Gently picking her up I begin to walk us home.
thanks for all the feedback they really help me know I'm not that crappy at this :P