"Oh you poor, poor, man." I grew rigid as I felt her arms around me, which wasn't a natural reaction to a hug, usually I was all for it, but right now, I just felt awkward. But the more I let it sink in, the more I gave in and wrapped my own arms around her, needing the sole comfort from her.

"It must be so hard, forgetting everything. From what Uncle Dan tells me, you two have already been through quite a lot, and yet, you can't remember any of it, can you?" I knew this question was directed at me, though I didn't want to answer, I just wanted to stay in her embrace forever. But I shook my head, just so she'd have an answer. "Oh my goodness, that is just so upsetting, do you even know what happened?" I pulled back, but refused to let go of her fully, I wasn't done just yet.

"No, what happened?" I asked, actually curious by what she meant. What in the world could she mean? "The hospital? The accident? The one that took your memory that chilly, icy, December night? Don't you remember anything at all?" I tried to rack my brain. But all that came up was indeed the chill, a honk, and then. . .waking up in the hospital, being told I had passed out by Louise. Had Louise lied to me? Is this why my family didn't talk to me anymore? Why Chris and Peej had left me? Why that girl had been so upset when she had tried to seduce me? Was she someone important to me? A friend? Was she my girlfriend before the accident? "Phil?" I tuned back in as she snapped her fingers in my face, and wrapped her arms around me again, for a moment, then forced me to let her go.

She looked at me with pity in her hues, she was sitting on her knees, hands on her legs, and eyes trained on me. "Philip, do you wanna talk about this some more? Elaborate? Get to know more about what happened that night? Louise told me everything on girls night yesterday, and Dan filled me in on some of what happened with you two. Do you want me to tell you? To help you remember?" The offer was so tempting, and there was no way I could say no. How could I? But I wasn't stupid.

"What's the catch?" I squinted my eyes at her, but I saw nothing but sincerity in her eyes, something that I didn't usually see in people.

"There's not a catch, I promise." She smiled at me, her warm hues sparkling with sincerity. I let my guard down, though not to much, I still didn't know her, even if she was a relative of Dan's. "Okay. Let's do I guess. . ." she seemed pleased, as her face lite up with a smile, as if though she actually was happy about helping me out. I guess there were still some good people left on Earth.

"Alright, so when would you like me to start?" She asked, putting her hand over mine, as if though she were really looking out for me, actually wanted my say in this, which made me a little nervous. What did I want to know? Did I REALLY want to know all that Louise had kept hidden from me? But as I thought about it, I realized I had a right to know. These were supposedly my lost memories, but mine all the same, and I was now determined. "Wherever you would like, but preferably at the beginning."

She just smiled and nodded and began, the best she could obviously. I listened to her words, trying to make them click in my mind, but nothing seemed to really be sticking. I watched the way her eyes would light up, or darken, depending on the subject, and or topic, she was talking about, using hand motions that were really irrelevant to the conversation at hand. I smiled as I realized that was exactly what Dan did, without him noticing usually. I had come to find it quite cute.

"Phil?" She was snapping her fingers in my face, concern in her coffee colored hues, and it brought a small smile to my face. "What is it? I-I spaced out there." She just shook her head. "Nothing important, just basically everything that could help you, next time you space out, I'm slapping you back into your senses." I chuckled at her minor threat, but it died down when I realized she wasn't kidding, and just nodded. She nodded herself and cleared her throat, "So you and Dan went to this little place up in the nature area, I hadn't really asked where and. . ." and she was off once again, I listened intently this time, struggling to remember, and something actually seemed to click. "- AND THEN WE KISSED!" I shouted, a lot louder then I needed to, and blushed as she giggled at my antics, but looked up at me proudly, and I sat back down quickly. "I think it's working, explain it to me Phil." She whispered, urging me to continue. I tried to remember and a dopey smile came onto my face, and I looked down, a little flustered.

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