Serendipity - Finding something good, without looking for it.
After waking up from an accident, Katy finds herself looking at the world in a different light. With diagnosed Post Traumatic Amnesia, Katy sets out on a mission, along with some trusted...
That night, I slipped out of Zak's house. The presence of a blanket over my body when I woke only confirmed that he knew I didn't leave when I said I had to go. It smelt like him, everything smelt like him and the scent was still a safety net for me. Even if he wasn't everything he claimed.
I had folded the blanket and placed the memory card on top, vowing to myself that keeping it would only cause more harm and by leaving it there, it gave him the opportunity to destroy it and move on. Because that's what he had wanted all along.
By the time I made it home and put the chain across, I realised Zak had gone to some lengths. Taking the memory card, going through my laptop deleting photos, some videos, lying, lying to the police as well and covering himself as much as he could.
Was I really that bad?
Am I a terrible person to be around?
Sinking into the couch, I looked around my neglected apartment and decided that.. 1- I need to clean it. And not just a quick vacuum, I'm talking the full works because a clean home would give me a clear mind. At least I hoped..
2- I would take a hot bath and relax myself because the emotional draining wasn't something I could deal with.
3- I would leave Zak alone and let him move on. He needed it and instead of hanging onto the past, I should just leave it alone.. Like he wants.
Hours drifted by as I scrubbed, vacuumed, dusted and polished my home. Venting my frustration through the cleaning, shedding a few tears and whimpers before going even harder, even when the photos creeped in my mind. The bath bit my skin as I sank into the hot water holding back the small voice in my head that was telling me that it was too hot.
Before finally, I laid on my couch, staring hopelessly at the TV with a blanket. Eventually, the black abyss swamped my mind and I was out like a light.
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I was sat in the kitchen when I heard the door open and close. The clinking of keys and a hearty sigh allowed me to determine that Billy was here.
"Hey." He smiled coming in to the kitchen and putting his keys down.
"Morning."
"How are you? You look tired."
"Thanks." I replied. I was tired, but that's what happens when your mind decides to replay memories on a loop.
Once or twice last night I had to turn the light on and check that I didn't have Zak in the couch beside me, but the feel of his hands felt real and I remained on edge.
"Any plans for today?" He questioned helping himself to some food.
