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She looked confused. "What are you talking about? I'm your girlfriend."
She looked confused. "What are you talking about? I'm your girlfriend."
Ryan's face turned to confusion, "What? Wait. Who are you?"
She stood for a second, thinking when suddenly she took in a sharp breath. "They didn't…" She whispered. Someone's gon' die! They messed with the wrong girl…
(QAQ!!!
@ShadeStar.exe has broken from the overload of emotions. Trying to fix the problem now.
[Cancel] … [Reboot] … [Continue])
"Okay… What's your name?" Ryan would normally kick someone out of his house but there was something about her. He trusted the stranger.
(Cause you can mess with his brain but not his heart)
She cleared her throat. "Guess we're back to square one." She muttered. "My name is Belle Adams."
"Belle?" He lingered on her name. He walked over to her and looked at her necklace curiously.
She nodded slowly. She fiddled with the necklace. "I know you probably won't believe me but you're the one who gave this to me."
He looked down at his hand and took his ring off. He put the blue gem on his ring to the red rose on her necklace causing a bright light to emerge. "I believe you,"
(I think I'm broken. I feel no emotions right now. Is that weird?)]
She cracked a small smile. "Really? That's a relief."
(Lol what?)
The next thing he looked at was her eye, not the eyepatch but her eye. He stared into it and closed one of his eyes, "Belle," He kept his eye closed and got a notebook, wrote something down, then showed it too her. It read 'They're Listening.'
(I gtg. Food.)
(AHHH OKAY)
(I is back!)
She was slightly confused but went with it. She took her own pencil and wrote (in her elegant cursive cause she's overly self-critical about her printing.) 'Who's listening? And why are they listening?'
(YES)
Ryan pointed to his still closed eye, and wrote 'Camera'
The hell?! Why am I not surprised? She nodded. 'But why are they listening?'
He shrugged and wrote, 'Are you squeamish? I need to take it out…'
Ahahaha! That's funny! She choked back her laughter. 'Me? Nah. You go ahead.'
He opened his eye and literally dug to get it out causing blood to drip down his cheek. He squealed victoriously when he pulled it, he put it on the floor and stomped on it, "Well that was fun," His eye was closed.
"Depends what you call fun. Now we need to get you cleaned up, I don't want you to end up like me with this thing that I hate so very much." She gestured to her eyepatch. She grabbed his arms and took him up to the bathroom to grab a first aid kit.
"It'll heal beauty, give it a second," Ryan blinked, it looked gross but already better.
She tensed a little. Did he remember? She shook her head. No, he would've said something. "While that's fine, infections aren't so just stay still." She dabbed around his eye with a cotton ball soaked in peroxide. "And there! Perfect."
"Thanks," He smiled and winked. "We're you okay while I was gone?"
She smiled, her cheeks going slightly pink. "I was fine, thanks for asking. But now I want to murder someone for messing with my boyfriend's head, especially in the way they did."
"I remember stuff," He looked at her, "Not everything but like, clips,"
She chuckled. "Don't worry. It'll come back." She walked back down the stairs and sat on the couch. "Tell me, what do you remember?" This should be interesting.
"We played truth or dare and Never Have I ever at Darren's house," He smiled. "You laid on the back of my couch because it was cozy. I remember I love you and I would never leave you. I remember leaving," It was random things he remembered.
She bit her lip softly. "Not what I expected but that's good. I'm sure the other memories will come back soon."
"And Beauty and the Beast," He laughed and sat next to her, resting his head on her shoulder. "They are looking for you,"
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