Baz
Penelope and I... we've been looking for Simon for three weeks. But he is nowhere to be found. We don't know what to do. I constantly text and call my phone which he took with him. I never get an answer.
"Simon is never coming back," I moan.
Still, I try calling again.
"Hello! Simon's phone!" a man says, but it isn't Simon.
"Who are you? Where's Simon?" I demand.
"Lou!" I hear Simon say in the background. "Give me my phone."
"Just a moment, love," the boy, Lou, says. "Hey stranger, Si wants his phone back, so bye!"
I hear the phone change hands.
"Simon! Please-"
"Don't bother calling me again. I need time and space." Simon snaps.
"When can I see you again?"
"I don't know. Perhaps never," he says after a pause.
"Simon... I love you. I want you home," I plead.
"I know." Then Simon hangs up, and I break down crying.
Simon
I hang up on Baz and Lou notices my sad look.
"What's wrong?" Lou asks. "You can tell me, babe. That's what I'm here for."
"That was my ex," I say. "He did something I don't know how to forgive. He... he really hurt me and I don't know what to do."
"What did he do?" Lou asks.
"He erased my memories," I said in a low voice. We were in a Magic bar, but sometimes Normals wandered, so I had to be careful. "He used a potion."
"Shit, Simon! Did you get them back?" he asks, wide-eyed.
"Yeah. There was an antidote."
"So you ran off to California," Lou says with a smirk.
"An old friend lives here, but I haven't gathered up enough courage to talk to her yet," I say with a frown.
"I'll come with you. Who is it?"
"A girl named Agatha," I say.
"Wellbelove?" he sounds surprised. "Small world. She hangs out at the beach all the time. That's probably where she is now!"
I blink at him before feeling the excitement set in. "Sounds grand! Let's go!"
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Regrets
Teen FictionWarning!!! Carry On spoilers!!!! Simon is a mess after Watford and when things get really bad, Penelope and Baz resort to drastic measures to help Simone No wings or tail in this fic It all belongs to Rainbow Rowell. It might get triggering. Be war...