《Please Help Me Remember》4
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The whole day I was by myself. After Alasdair had told me about the accident he had gotten a call. It was important, he said the the money that was supposed to come in didn't. Whatever that means. I was currently skimming through my clothes. Trying on the vests, skirts, shorts, jeans, jackets, ect. I had a lot of clothes, my question was why.
In the closet by the cubby of shoes was a chest and a case on top that held a guitar. I pulled the case that was filled with a whole bunch of stickers out and put it on the bed. Seeing this made me feel excited and giddy. My finger itched to pick it up.
I sat on the bed with the guitar in my hands. I strummed it once. Trying to get the feel of it. I kept letting my finger glide across the strings.
"Rayn" I heard Alasdair's voice downstairs.
"Here!" I yelled back at him. I heard his feet come up the stairs. He opened the door and his expression looked so sincere and filled with love it made my heart swelled. I smiled softly at him "look what I found" I looked at him hoping he'd give me something to remember.
"You love that guitar, it was the first one you got, you said you older brother had got it for you" I had a brother? "Name" I asked.
"Oliver"
Oliver Min- brother
-bought me my first guitar
-Should probably contact
I nodded before strumming my fingers again. A melody followed in my head after. I tried to strum along to the music in my head but it stopped after a certain cord,
"Alasdair?" A female voice came from downstairs. He called the lady up.
She was absolutely gorgeous. Her short hair looked fluffy and soft as it framed her face, eyes were a beautiful hazel as her freckles spread all across her face. She was a bit taller than though.
"Hi I'm Rayn" I said with a smile. She had a small smirk on her face "It's true huh"
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She put her hand out "Ezra" I gladly shook it. I say back on the bed as I looked at them.
"Ezra occupation?" She chuckled looking at Alasdair then back at me.
"Assistant, childhood friend of Alasdair, and now your friend for the pas two years"
Ezra- friend
Assistant and childhood friend of Alasdair
I nodded before going back to my guitar. The melody came back clear. I know its not my own, but something I've heard a lot. I strummed my fingers trying to follow it shutting my eyes closed and scrunching my eyebrows close. It was so so close. But I couldn't reach it. I groaned before opening my eyes to see them both looking at me with so much intensity in their eyes.
"I can't seem to find my melody. Maybe if I can keep focused on that, I can get it." I looked at Alasdair, "Please help me remember?" He nodded "but nit just the song everything else too, not knowing anything is stupidly terrifying."
He smiled before looking at Ezra nodding his head out the door. I sat on the bed still thinking of the song. I tried once more. I finally caught the melody. I heard it and the words along with it.
Im gonna be just like you
I sang the lyrics, more coming along with it, so I kept going.
No matter what you say I can do
Small flashes came to my vision and my head was hurting.
I'll follow you until the day
The small headache was growing, not only was my head hurting but I felt extremely sad.
I can smile at you and say, big brother I'm just like you.
I sang with the last strum of the guitar. I was so focused I didn't know Alasdair was in the room. He walked closer to me wiping the tears from my face, tears that I definitely didn't feel at all. I quietly sobbed as he brought my head to his chest, threading his finger through my hair.
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I gripped on tightly because he was the main piece in my scrambled puzzle. "Don't leave me, please" I kept chanting the word please as if it was the only word I knew. "If me leaving for that short amount of time distressed you. I won't do it again. I promise." He whispered.
Thinking back on it, I didn't like how he left so suddenly. I need him, he could've let me come along. But he may have his reasons, and I don't have to question anything. I nodded on his chest.
I laid on my back looking up at him. "Stay with me" I paused before adding a please. I probably seemed so clingy, he probably hated it too. But I don't care about it right now.
He rolled over and laid on his back pulling me close. I snuggled closer because of the cold air hitting my arms. Alasdair pulled the blanket over us, and we stayed like that until my eyes felt heavy. It was dark outside, which signaled me that I had to sleep. But my hand itched to do something. Not the guitar, but something else.
I ignored the itch and went to sleep.
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I wake up in Alasdairs arms. He was so warm and smelled so good. I hummed hooking my leg tighter around him. I looked up at him to see his peaceful expression, different than it is when he's awake. He seems so mean.
"Baby, you're staring" I felt my cheeks burn with embarrassment, as well as the endearment. I whispered a sorry before laying back down.
He kissed my head before slipping from under me. He must of changed when I was a sleep because he was now in a black tank with sweats. I whined at the loss of warmth. Be looked back at me with an eyebrow cocked. Instinctively I raised my arms up. It felt like a regular thing to do. He rolled his eyes before before striding towards me and picked me up with ease. I squealed as my stomach felt weird with the sudden movement.
I wrapped my legs around him as he brought me to the bathroom. He set me on the sink before handing me my toothbrush while grabbing his too. He stood between my legs as we brushed our teeth. I stared at him and he stared back at me. He put a cup of water in front of me. I gargled and spit while he did the same with his own cup.
"Eres muy guapa" he whispered before pecking my cheek and took me off the sink and told me to get dressed. (you are so beautiful)
I looked through my clothes and picked bright green baggy pants with a black belt and a fitted bright green tank top with thick straps. White shoes with a bright neon sole. I walked out and saw Alasdair already dressed and on his phone. I looked at his hands to see them filled with rings. I took his hand and slipped off the one that was placed on his ring finger on my thumb. I smiled at myself and he signaled me to follow him.
We got in the car and he drove us down to a big building. He opened the door for me and walked with me into the building. People were staring. I didn't like that. I gripped Alasdairs hand tighter and he pulled me closer. Striding towards the elevator pressing the top floor.
We stopped at a door the said CEO after leaving the elevator. Didn't he say he was a investment manager? I voiced my question and he replied with
I rolled my eyes at the reply and was currently sitting at one of the couches. "Tell me about myself" I stated
He looked a me and nodded "what do you want to know?"
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