Monster

Parchment 42: Familiar Face

I ask around if anyone knew the address to my new home, yes I don't know the address, yes I know that's sad, and very pathetic. I'm able to scramble some numbers that do sound familiar, and I head towards my destination.

"It would be so much easier if I had that powder stuff.." I sigh and head out of the station, I stand on my tip toes trying to find the right street to follow, for its somewhere off the main highway and near a forest and a lake.. I believe..

"Think Nebula! Think!" I rub my temples and close my eyes. Hoping my brain will come up with an answer to this annoying problem. I hear a voice behind me, it's a familiar one but, yet again, everything familiar or not. I turn to see a face I know but the name, it's gone.

"Nebula..?"

"Yes?" I reply, I study the face hard, I know who this is! I know this person! But I can't think of their name!

I'm taken in by a sudden and surprised embrace. The arms just hooking around me perfectly, I stand stiff. Do I return the hug or not.

We stand their for about a good minute or two, I take in this warmth I'm receiving. I haven't felt this much warmth in such a long time, but something is different about it. It's not what I was expecting or its someone else's touch I want and desire for.

But who's is it..?

They, whoever they are, finally draw back. I gaze into their eyes, letting the facial structure get drilled into my brain. Remember. Remember who this is stupid!

"Nebula, where have you been? Everyone is so worr-"

"Who are you..?" The person stops talking, I get a facial expression that I got just before I left, or whenever that was. It was by him. But he is...

"You don't...oh no.." The disappointed yet worry filled voice is starting to bring up a name by my mind isn't giving me the whole answer. "You lost your memory..?"

"Not all of it, most of it though. Now who are you..?" they let out a loud gulp and reply to my question.

"Flint, Marcus.." my mouth goes dry, I stare at him with my eyes wide. I stagger back and shake my head. How could I have no recognized him! He is, well, changed.. For the better though, but I suddenly feel ashamed and embarrassed by this meeting.

"I'm sorry.." I whisper, he kneels down and lays a hand on my shoulder. His eyes just glazing over with tears, he isn't letting himself cry? Why?

"It's okay, I understand.."

"But you don't.. I feel like such an idiot. I can't remember anyone's name and I look like I came back from the grave! You don't understand!" I rage, he lifts his hand off my shoulder and pain is written all over his face.

"You want to go to my place? It's close by."

Stupid. Stupid. Stupid!

"I don't have anywhere else to go.." Flint gives me a smile and helps me up.

"Then let's go."

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Harry, Ron and Hermione are together, for once during their summer, their sixth year was just around the corner and some of them were happy while others weren't as much.

Though they were laughing and telling jokes to one another they all had the same thing on their mind.

Nebula still wasn't back.

Maybe she was never coming back.

Harry pushes Ron shoulder as he gives a smart remark. Hermione did find it funny but Ron didn't find it humorous at all. 

"Come on, loosen up, sixth year is going to start and-"

"We won't have Nebula with us. You think everything is going to be good and back to normal. Well it isn't to some of us." He snaps, Harry and Hermione stay quiet, they know if they push the subject more then he will explode.

"I can't believe that still happened, it's, insane and unbelievable." Hermione says looking down at the ground. Harry nods his head and fiddles with the wand in his pocket.

"Yeah, it won't be the same..at all.. Especially how George took it, that was awful." Ron rolls his eyes and crosses his arms.

"At least you didn't have to sit through it every single day of your summer this far. He cries, believe it or not, over Nebula."

"So were you." Hermione points out, Ron looks away from her and blushes madly.

"Well, it was-"

"Just admit it mate." Harry says.

"Fine I was, gosh.. I can't get my true feelings out?"

"But once you do when we bring it up you deny it never happened." Hermione points out, once again. Ron sighs and hangs his head low.

"I guess it's true but, I don't understand anything at all.. She can't just leave, she is with him but what does that actually mean..?" He asks, the other two shrug their shoulders and continue walking. Silence taking over the conversation.

But little they know they passed her at the train station, but being so invoked with the previous conversation that made them loose the touch of their surroundings. Harry didn't even notice his scar hurting when they walked right past her and Flint.

I turn my head watching the group of three walk in the complete opposite way. Raising my eyebrow I shrug my shoulders.

"What's up?" Flint asks. I glance up at him and let out a breathe of air.

"That group that walked by us, they seemed familiar, the one with two boys and one girl, the girl being really pretty.." Flint moves his own head around, the trio far gone by the time he was trying to spot them out.

"Oh what did they look like?"

"One of the guys had red hair, a few freckles and a serious face.. The other guy had dark hair, green eyes and a gash near the top of his head. Then the girl was super pretty, clear skin, beautiful brown hair and brown eyes. One interesting group if you ask me." I chuckle, Flint nods his head and we continue walking.

"One very interesting group.."