"What the fuck" Damn those alarms are noisy. I rolled over to turn my morning alarms off. Now that I'm not in school, I have to earn money somehow right? I got me a fucking job. Woo hoo. Like I said being a struggling actress is hard. Life sucks anyway.
I pick up phone to see I have a missed text message from Clark.
"Coffee?" I mean is this really a good idea? Oh what the hell, why not. I have to start somewhere.
"Sure meet me at Gypsy's cafe on Lincoln street" I sent the text and started to get ready to take a shower. After I'm all clean , dry and about 30 minutes later, I'm on my way to Gypsy's. I walk into the cafe and immediately spot Carter in a booth in the far back of the diner. Why the far back? No fing clue.
"Hey so glad you could make it"
"Sure, so you said you knew me before?" I question. As I ask this question, I can't help but notice his muscles tense and his face goes blank. That gave me a really bad vibes.
"Uh yeah, we were neighbors in another life time ago" interesting.
"Oh really? I'd like to know more about that."
"Yeah a long time ago, you had moved when you were about 16, I don't know why" Something about what he said felt kind of familiar, almost like a memory. I was shaken out of my thoughts by the server.
"What can I get you two this morning?"
"Coffee with cream and sugar please."
"Make that two, thank you" As the waitress walked off, I looked at Clark. He had this dark, cold look in his eyes.
"I don't really remember that. I mean it feels familiar, like a memory but I don't remember."
"Don't worry V, it will come back to you"
V no one calls me V. Haven't for a really long time. Not since Duke. I stared at Clark a little puzzled. Duke is dead. No one calls me V. No one know's that Duke called me that. How does he know that?
The meeting with Clark went okay, still no luck on the memory thing. Every time I talk to Clark, I just have the feeling that sets me on edge every single time. I need to be careful around him, he could be dangerous if he's putting off a feeling like that. I've kept in touch with Clark a little here and there. Sometimes I get flash backs of old memories, scattered memories whenever he talks about our childhood as neighbors. And only one memory sticks out the most.
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I was playing in my backyard with Clark, we were just maybe 7 years old then. My mother is walking towards us with a man who shares and uncanny resemblance to Clark. I remember looking at my mother with this strange weird look in my eyes. My mother and Clark's father Michael looked like more than neighbors. They were kissing and holding hands. Then I remember trying to keep Clark distracted so he didn't raise suspicion to our parents. In the back of my mind, I knew it was wrong of my mother to do that to Clark and I, but we were only young then. We didn't understand what adultery was back then. My mother was a saint in my eyes.
I still feel very disconnected from myself. I need to remember who I am. I feel my brain is going insane with no identity of who I once was.
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"I want you to show me where I grew up, if you'd do that for me Clark?" Okay in retrospect it's probably not a good idea to ask a total stranger to take you anywhere, especially if they give you a weird creepy vibe. Forgive me, I'm desperate.
"Sure, how does tomorrow sound?"
"Great I have a friend who is going to tag along, her name is Leanne. I'll see you tomorrow Clark" I got up and walked out not really bothering to stay and hear what he had to say.
"Hey Leanne, I need you to do me a major favor" I begged her, I'm not usually a beggar. Like I said, I'm desperate.
"What can it be this time" uh hello, insert eye roll.
"Do you remember that boy I told you about Clark? He's taking me to see if I can remember who I once was, will you please tag along? Pretty please?" Man I'm really pulling out all the stops.
"Whatever" I knew my best friend would come through.
"You're the best"
"You owe me" Like always.