Chapter- 13 | My Friends
Fiction 500 words
“Carl and Cindy?” he said with a shocking expression,
“Yes, we were good friends in high school.” I replied,
“You never mentioned them.” he claimed,
That was true I never did and now that I think about it seems strange.
They are the only friends I remember,
And yet I never even tried to reach out to them,
And what’s most scary is the blanks I have in my memory,
Suddenly I don’t remember anything from my past, or nothing seems clear,
I have to do something about it, and I don’t know what but I have to bring my memories back.
“Angie, hey slow down. Where are you rushing to?” his words made me realize I got lost in my thoughts again,
I apologized and changed the topic before he asks too many questions,
Not that I wanted to hide anything from him but I wasn’t sure of anything myself.
“I think I should do it by myself, you can go?” I told him,
“Why what happened did I do something wrong?”
“No, it’s just.. um.. nothing. Please I want to do it by myself.” I walked away as soon I finished speaking,
I wanted to look back but I couldn’t. Leaving him felt bad,
And that too without telling him what was going on with me.
It feels like I am betraying him after everything he has done for me, and he might not even know it.
Because of him I felt alive again, and started loving everything around me,
I will thank him after all of this is over,I will.
All alone I marched towards where I knew Carl and Cindy lived,
Or where I think they live because apparently I can’t even remember their last names.
The doorbell rang and a timid looking woman opened the door,
“What are you doing here, you evil witch.” she screamed on seeing me.
My feet went cold, and listening her scream a man, who seemed like her husband, came outside.
I didn’t know what to do next, and so I stood there staring at them to get a chance to explain my visit.
to be continued…
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