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Forget Me Not

Meeting You

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I could feel my legs moving and the sun in my face. I looked down. My hands were tiny resting on the handle bars of a bike, my nails were painted pink. There was a white basket holding a stuffed dog. I realized I was riding a bike down a sidewalk. I glanced at a house from across the street, a little boy with blonde hair was playing in the front yard by himself. He must have been about six.

“HI!” he screamed waving

I waved back not realizing I had been riding a bike. I immediately fell into the pavement. I held my knee and screamed because I had scraped it. The little boy noticed and ran across the street to me.

“OH my gosh! You fell I saw!” he said

I was crying so hard I wanted him to get away from me

“Where’s your mommy?! She has to knows you’re hurts!” he said trying to help me up, he had the biggest blue eyes I had ever seen

He picked me up and I let him walk me to my house, which was only a block away. He sure did talk a lot. Telling me that I probably shouldn’t have taken my training wheels off my bike and how he had recently learned how to ride his bike without training wheels. He seemed a bit oblivious to the fact that I was crying. He took me to my front step and rang the doorbell. My young mother answered.

“Sonny!” she said worriedly taking my hand

“She felled off her bike” the little boy said

My mom dragged me in the house. The little boy followed. My mom took me into the kitchen and set me on the counter. By then I was done crying and only wanted a band aid for my knee. I looked up, the little boy was smiling at me, he was missing a front tooth.

“My name is Andy, what your name?” he smiled even bigger

“Sonny” I said

“Oh like the sunshine!” he smiled
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I violently sat up. I was breathing so hard I thought my lungs would pop. I could see my reflection in my mirror across the room. I looked like a frazzled mess.
It was a dream………….but of a memory. The day I met Andy.
I looked down, my legs were tangled in my sheets and comforter. I put my hands in my face. I tried not to cry, but it was no use. I sobbed into my hands. After a few endless minutes of being unable to control my emotions I got in the shower hoping it would wash away a bit of my distress. It helped and I was able to stop crying. When I was done I slipped into some clean clothes and brushed my wet hair, I just let it air dry. I needed to take my medication, it was in the kitchen. I walked through the living room and noticed a sleeping Tate crashing on our couch. He buried his face in the pillow. His blonde hair was in a buzz cut now, he had cut it recently. I rolled my eyes and stepped into the kitchen pouring myself a glass of orange juice. I got my pill bottle from the little basket we had on the counter. I downed them with my juice.
I looked at my phone charging on the counter. I grabbed it and looked through my contacts. Andy’s name came up, I opened it. I looked at his number, for quite a long time debating when I should text him. I looked at the clock on my microwave, it was nine o clock. I’m not normally up that early, but that dream jolted me. I’ll text him in a few hours, I’m sure he is sleeping. I felt something tap my shoulder nearly scaring me.

“GOOOOODmoring Sonny” Tate flirted wiggling his eyebrows at me

“Hi Tate” I said disregarding his flirtatious attitude and went to the fridge. I got out one of the hardboiled eggs Misty had made the day before last. I started to eat it.

“How’d you sleep?” Tate asked me standing over me as I bent down reaching for something else in the fridge

“Fine” I said “How’s that couch? You might as well get a bed since you’re here so often” I said

“Naw, I’ll just bunk in your bed if that was the case” he said

Suddenly not hungry anymore, I closed the fridge leaving whatever appetite I had. I went and sat at the table fiddling with my phone. Tate, well he went to the bathroom. I felt a presence, a sleepy Misty was walking towards the table, she pulled out a chair and plopped down in it. She rested her head on the table.

“Goodmorning” I said

“Morning” she said sleepily

“You sound really tired” I said

“Not tired, just irritated” she said “I could just strangle him” she said referring to her brother

“Then strangle him” I joked

“I just might, but my parents wouldn’t be happy with me” she laughed a little

“I’ll treat you to lunch, it’s the least I could do for taking me to see Andy” I said

“Sounds good” she smiled sitting up

She looked at her nails

“So………what happened last night?” she asked in an extremely girly manner

“I got his number……….and he said he wants to hang out with me” I said trying not to smile

“MISSION ACCOMPLISHED” she said leaning back in her chair

“Eh I don’t know about that yet” I said

“Know about what?” Tate threw himself in into our conversation

“Not your business” Misty said

“Oooh girl stuff? Who’d you band now Sonny?” Tate teased

“If you don’t get out of here I swear to god Tate I will tell mom about your little outing last night” Misty snapped at him

“How am I supposed to leave? I don’t have my car” Tate said

“START WALKING THEN” Mist said through her teeth

Tate put up his hand defensively. He ran over to the couch and grabbed his jacket. He left slamming the door. Misty looked at me.

“I’m sorry, if he said anything……..” Misty started

“No it’s fine” I said

Misty got up from the table and decided to take a shower. I sat on the counter as she was getting ready to go out.

“So where am I taking you to lunch?” I asked

“Anywhere, I don’t mind” she said putting eyeliner on

It was about ten thiry when we left the house, that’s when places opened for lunch. We settled on Chili’s. After the waitress took our drink orders I pulled out my phone. I took a breath and texted Andy’s number.

“Hey, it’s Sonny :)”
~Sonny

The waitress brought our drinks. I took a sip. We ordered our food. Somehow Misty and I carried on a conversation about crappy movies. I checked my phone.

“HEY! You texted me at the perfect time, I just woke up ;)”
~Andy

“You JUST woke up?” I texted back
~Sonny

“Hey I was tired lol” he replied
~Andy

Our food arrived. It was delicious. Misty eyed me.

“Is he texting you?” she smiled

“Yeah” I smiled

“GOOD” she said taking a sip from her drink

I looked back at my phone. Andy had texted me.

“are you free tomorrow?”
~Andy

Oh my God. He wants to hang out with me already?! I felt overly happy all of a sudden.

“Yes”
~Sonny

“My parents have…old people stuff to do, I told my friend Chance about you and he highly demands that he wants to meet you”

~Andy

Chance? Shit. He’s still friends with Chance? I remember hanging out with him and Andy all the time. He wants to meet me….she got to him. Andy’s mom got to him. He knows I know Andy is alive. Fuck.

“Sounds great” I replied
~Sonny

“Cool, I’ll pick you up from your house around eleven?” he replied
~Andy

“Awesome :)” I replied
~Sonny

I put my phone in my purse. Great. I have no idea what might happen. It could go way wrong, or nothing may happen. Now I’ll have to wait until tomorrow. I don’t know if I was more excited, or more worried.

Comments

update

Ruth crawford Ruth crawford
9/15/14

Update! Please!

Bvb67! Bvb67!
3/28/14
This is still the best story i have ever read <3 i want more
knivesandmirrors knivesandmirrors
10/25/13
Awe I haven't seen an update for this in awhile :-/
ScarsCanHeal ScarsCanHeal
8/7/13
UPDATE UPDATE
Love_Andy6 Love_Andy6
6/29/13