After the adventurous few days that she's had, the last thing Yinah needs is the stupid jerk hockey player she met at a frat party to insist on giving her a chance. Yinah doesn't know what he's talking about, surely she would remember her boyfriend...
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I want to punch someone.
No, actually, I want to pummel someone or something, preferable the douche who kicked off Yin to the curb which resulted in her losing her memories. Losing her memories with me, about me.
She forgot.
It's funny, because until now I never thought of myself as a forgettable person. Well, until now my world hadn't shifted and my axis was in equilibrium. The past week has been like a hurricane, from being informed that Yin lost her memories to losing to freaking Minnesota, oh and not to forget the fact that I need to find a house by the end of this week to crash in.
I surely cannot stay at Yin and my place. She needs time to heal and recuperate and I don't want to overwhelm her.
Fuck, this is so hard.
Plus, I cannot stay in the same space as her and not hold her. It will kill me. I would rather keep a distance and let her ease into the idea of me. I haven't heard from her since I left those notes for her. I did speak to her doctor, who did inform me that it is alright for me to visit her from this week. I was asked not to last week, in case it triggered her and she went into a fit.
Apparently, she didn't react properly when she was told about her condition. Yeah right, like there is a good fucking way to react when you're told that you lost the past two years of your life.
"You going to sit around moping all day or are you planning on using the shower?"
Mika Larson, my teammate, confidante and best man asks me wryly. From the tone of his voice I can feel him smirking and boy, do I want to punch him now. He's been nothing but a pain this past week, hovering over me and being a constant nagging presence as if I'd go roll over the deep end. I appreciate all the concern but I honestly, didn't know I'd gain a secondhand girlfriend by losing my original one.
"Fuck off." I mutter without glancing at him and burying my head into my hands.
"You stink. Go shower."
I glare at Mica and he just looks at me with a bored expression and throws a towel at me. "Seriously Noah, you're putting a skunk to shame."
Making a disgruntled noise, I relent and realised that showering is probably a good idea if I do want to go meet Yin after this. I spoke with her parents, and although they weren't thrilled with the idea, they understood my need to see her.
She is going to be living at the dorms with her friend Moon for the rest of the week until we figure out the living situation. My heart aches at the thought of going to yet another empty apartment tonight. It has been just over ten days since she stepped foot at our place, and it kills me to know that the last two nights before her accident she wasn't with me.
Maybe, if I wasn't so stupid and my ego wasn't so fucking big, she might have been with me in bed rather than miles away.
I hop off the shower and get dressed before shooting a quick text to Mr. Moreno letting him know I will be there at their hotel in half an hour.
