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Cathedral

" -Yeah I need that bastard to stay away! FIND HIM!"

Wow, just wow, really nice words to hear after you wake up from a full fledged panic attack!

And yes I remember, I remember everything. 

I try to look towards the source of the voic-scratch that a-make-your-ears-bleed shout.

Key word 'try', the white blinding lights along with the sunlight coming fro- why the fuck you need that much of light ? Photosynthesis?

"Wes , how are you feeling? Are you okay? Is your head oka-"

"Shut up and blow off every source of the white light or I'll blow your head"

" Okay chill Godzilla I'll do it"

The blinds were shut and the white lights were replaced with a soft yellow cove lights.

How could I not recognise that voice?
He's so sweet and war- bastard.
How dare he call me Godzilla?
Anger fumed inside me but I calmed myself a bit.

"Godzilla, really Jason?"

" Yes, So, you recognise me?"

" Do you really think I'll lose my memory, Jason Blake?"

I saw him tense at my words, the flashes of him kissing me were driving me crazy, and I felt like I lost a big part of myself. I could feel a huge headache sprinting in my head and I grabbed my head as I felt a wave hit me.

" Cathedral are you okay? Do I need to call a doctor?" His voice dripped with panic.

There was definitely something I am unaware of, there are mixed memories and emotions.

The summer last year holds so much more than Alex.
And there is only one way I could know- my diary.

"I am okay, it's just a headache, but what did I miss out on?"

" Not much but a really good friday and our date."

Date, what date?
Oh shit! Date!
I had a date with the Jason Blake.
There was no confusion in me- I knew I liked him and I might consider Anna's words.

It is time for me to let go of the past, but not before I know every single inch of last summer.
Oh wait-

" Wait it's not evening yet, so why would I miss our date"

That came out really desperate!

" Really Wes? I thought you were really smart with straight A's but not that smart, are we now?"

" No I am indeed smart-but what's the problem-"

" You are stupid to think I would take you on a date like this? "

He looked at me and made an annoyed expression.

I realised I was in the same charcoal dirty clothes I wore when I went to the Blake's mansion.

"Shit! You are right I am real du-"

"I was not stressing on your clothes but your health."

I felt a bit relaxed and then it hit me I was in my room and I realised- no one except my parents have been in my room.

It is very personal to me and yeah, very messy too.
I looked around to see myriad paintings, rough sketches and empty canvases.

I looked at Jason wide-eyed,

'he saw it, he saw all of it, everything'

"I am sorry Wes but this is not the first time I am in your room and there was no one to bring you home."

He did have a point. I just realised my parents were out, on a cruise somewhere near Spain, probably having the time of their lives.

And the worst of it, I couldn't complain ! As I was the genius behind this trip.
Yes! I bought them the trip so they could spend some time together.

A loud growl erupted within my stomach and suddenly I felt weak and embarrassed, very embarrassed that I wished a meteor out of nowhere could just fall on me.

I turned to Jason, who was chuckling with his head turned away.

"What do you think is so funny Jason ?"

I said while bubbles of anger and embarrassment were bursting inside.

He did not even respond in words but he fell into a laughing-till-my-guts-explode laugh.

" Stop before I make you."

I said in a low yet dangerous voice.

" Make me Wes."

Oh boy, he replied in the same tone, causing all those asleep butterflies to fly all inside my stomach.

" What, can't make me stop, um, I thought you were a really brave girl."

He neared me as I moved backwards and I shrunk more into the wall if that was even possible.

"I-I am a brave girl."

I stuttered but still managed to keep up with the confidence I had to rummage.

" Oh yes you are. You sure are with all the stuttering and a pouty face."

He words dipped in sarcasm and his voice was husky.

I was out of my senses, the proximity we had drove me crazy!

I know Jason and I had something , but what ? And why ?

"Jason"

I called him in a serious tone, his name sounded so familiar as it slipped out.

" Cathedral"

My name felt pure silk as it slipped from his mouth.

Suddenly I remembered another flash of the memory of him and me holding hands and smiling and I tensed.

" You need to tell me everything."

" Everything?"

" about you and I"

" What about it ?"

" Drop that act Jason, we have a history don't we?"

" What are yo-"

" Jason since the day I met you, I have felt a connection with you, and not since Al-"

Oh no! Was I really going to mention his name?

" Since we met this year, you- it's really messing up with my brain, wha- wh- what happened last year?"

" You need to calm down, I'll tell you everything."

He kept his hand on my shoulder and his eyes was piercing in the ocean shades of mine.

" Yes, we had a history together and it was last summer."

" After or before a-"

"Before your beloved best friend died."

His tone was rough and a shaking erupted within me as hurt flashed in his eye.

" I am sorry, I am such an idiot, but I can't remember all, I-I have little flashes but nothing more, I am sorry."

I didn't even register the tears raining down my cheek , until he wiped them off.

" I am sorry Wes, I shouldn't have snapped at you. It's-its just that- never mind."

" No say it please, please. I don't want you to be hurt, I am sorry if I did it in any way."

At this point I was crying and he looked hurt and the verge of breaking.

" It's hard for me to live with the question, how can you not remember me?"

"Then tell me everything, I trust you."

" You won't be able to hand-"

" It's easier knowing and accepting then drifting off every night with the guilt of not knowing."

A long silence prolonged.

" We met your college dance first time after that trip to Greece, about two years ago."

He laughed a bit and then continued.

"You looked alone and didn't fit in there and then we talked but you probably didn't recognise me, it was a masquerade ball."

He took a pause and inhaled deeply.

" What's with masquerade ball and us, huh ?"

" I don't know, it's kind of our thing maybe"

Our thing,
How I deeply wished there was an "us" again

I looked into his forest eyes, the green with freckles of brown relaxed my soul.

Could we ever be together?
Do I deserve him?
Do I know him?
And, why was I kissing him, I had to ask..

He is so sweet, handsome and sexy, wait what the hell sexy?

Yes, definitely, with that Greek god body. I could see the muscles ripping out of his formal shirt. All those things meant he's
.
.
.
.
.
.
.
out of my league.

" Like what you see"
I turned fifty shades red, he caught me checking me out"

" I am so sorry I did not mea-"

" Look as long as you like Wes, I don't mind"

His words made me blush even deeper and my breathing became erratic as he pulled me closer and held lightly on my waist.

" Take a shower Wes, you'll feel better."

Then he came closer to my lips, an inch of space between us, which I wanted to be non-existent.

I closed my eyes and held onto my breath, the need of his lips on mine dominated my body, my mind and my soul.

Then he kissed me on my cheek, on my cheek !

I was flustered and embarrassed by my previous thoughts.

Then I heard his phone rang, as I entered the bathroom

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