Kyle's P.O.V

At the beginning of the ride with Liza, I had no idea where were we heading to. But after a few minutes I started suspecting somewhere.. A certain place that only I should know about. If I really took her there then it means I truly loved her.

After a few more minutes I was sure that she's taking us to my secret place. We parked in front of the forest and she helped me till we reached the cabinet. The fact that she had the key to the cabinet confused me even more.

We got in and she turned on the lights. Everything was the same. Everything was as I left it. But when she stood and stared at a certain portrait I knew that I somethings really changed.. Even if I don't remember them.

"Do you remember this one?" She asked as she turned to look at me. I looked at the sunset portrait that I don't remember seeing it before. I opened my mouth to say no but I was cut by a sudden and quick flashback.

Flashback :

"Come on, let's hang it" I said as I took her hand and walked to the empty nail I put earlier for our portrait. She hung it up with a sweet grin on her face before she wrapped her arms around me. I wrapped my arms around her and pulled her closer as we stayed there for a while staring at the portrait and the whole wall.

End of flashback.

"Kyle, are you okay?" Liza asked worriedly.

"Yeah, I'm fine" I said as I tried to process what I just saw.

"Are you sure?" She asked.

"Yeah, I'm okay" I repeated.

"So, do you remember this?" She asked again.

Should I tell her the truth? Should I tell her that I remembered a couple of things? But what if I don't remember anything else? I would just give her a false hope. And she would be more upset.

"No, I.. I don't. I'm sorry" I said with so much guilt.

"It's okay, don't apologize" She said sadly after a moment of silence.

"We should get back to the hospital" She said as she turned around to leave.

"No" I said stopping her. She turned back to me and looked confused.

"Can we stay here for a little while? Maybe you could tell me about.. Us" I suggested hoping she would say yes. After I got this flashback I actually got really curious to know more.. To remember more.

She silently walked to the wall beside the door and sat down. I walked and sat beside her. We sat in silence for a minute before I decided to ask.

"So, what else do you know about me?" I asked curiously. She took a moment to think before she spoke.

"I know about your father" She said shocking me.

"Probably that he's dead" I said nervously.

"No, you told me that he's probably alive" She answered confidently.

"Wow" I said in amazement.

I told her the two biggest secrets in my life; my father and this place. I must've really trusted her.

"Do you want to know more?" She asked.

"I guess not. You know my most two private secrets. You probably know everything else about me" I said honestly.

"Then what do you want to know?" She asked.

"What's the story of this portrait?" I asked as I looked at the sunset portrait.

"We painted it together. Well, actually you painted it, you just used my own hands. It was a few months ago and it was the first time you brought me here. Then you brought me here again so we could hang it" She explained.

And I had this unexplained feeling that there was something she wasn't telling me. Anyways I ignored that feeling and looked at the painting table. I kept replaying what she said in my mind till I suddenly felt another flashback digging it's way out.

Flashback:

"Close your eyes" I whispered in her ear as I stood behind her.

"Would it matter?" She asked.

"Yes. I don't want you to see this, I want you to feel it" I answered and she thankfully obeyed.

I moved her hands that were softly held mine to get the paint. I smudged her fingers with a dark blue color.

"Dark blue" I said.

Then I moved her fingers horizontally on thr panel. I described every step we were making. The colours, the movement and what we was creating.

End of flashback.

The flashback ended and I was back to the present. I thought that these flashbacks would make things clearer to me but; everytime I remember something I get more confused.

Why did she say that it wouldn't matter if she closed her eyes? And why did I make her close her eyes if I'm going to describe everything? Why was she wearing shades in class the first time I got a flashback? I have so many questions that I can't really ask. Now I have more questions than I ever did in my life.

"I think now we can go back to the hospital" I said with a little frustration as I tried to stand up. She quickly stood uo and helped me. We got back to the car and had a silent ride to the hospital.

"Are you going home?" I asked Liza as I sat on the bed and she was on the door ready to get out.

"No, not yet" She said and I looked at her confusedly.

"Look, I know that you don't remember me. And I know that I might be annoying you by my existence. But when you had the accident, I promised that I won't leave unless you're leaving with me. So, bear with me till it's time for you to go home" She said calmly and made me kind of speechless.

"I'm going to the cafeteria. Do you want something?" She asked normally.

"No, no. Thanks" I said before she smiled at me and left.

It might've seemed like I thanked her for the cafeteria offer but.. I thanked her for the speech before that. If she is my girlfriend, and if I loved her as everything proves then I would want her to stay. She's right, I don't remember her. But she doesn't know that everytime I remember something I get one step closer into wanting to remember everything else.

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One week later:

I'm finally home. Dr. Jonathan insisted on keeping me in the hospital this last week to check everything. And when he was confirmed that I'm fine he finally allowed me to leave.

Liza did what she promised. She didn't leave the hospital until today. She slept on the couch in my room but for a very few hours everyday. Unfortunately this past week had no flashbacks which made me a little upset. I tried to remember as hard as I could but I guess Dr. Jonathan wss right when he told me to not persuade myself.

Tyler helped me to my room before he went downstairs to help Rach in the kitchen since mom is still in the hospital. She'll finish her shift in a couple of hours. I sat on my bed and looked around. Nothing was really changed in here too. Just a pile of things I didn't recognize in the corner of my room. I ignored them at the current time, I'm too tired to figure them out.

I was going to lay on the bed when something on my drawer caught my attention. There was a large jar with colorful pieces of paper in it. I held the jar in my hand but I almost dropped it when a sudden headache accompanied with a memory broke into my brain.

Flashback:

"Just a little hint; blue is positive quotes for the hard times, lavender is things I want to do with you and pink is reasons why I love you. Open one everyday.. only one. No cheating" She said giving me instructions. I stared in her eyes for a moment thinking of how beautiful and creative she is. Then I threw the jar on the bed and crashed my lips on her.

End of flashback.

I sat properly on the bed and opened the jar. I decided to cheat and see what these papers contain. I took the papers out of the jar and started separating them according to colors. I decided to ignore the blue ones for now so I put them back in the jar.

I took a deep breathe before I picked up a lavender paper. She said that the lavender is the things she wanted to do with me. I opened the paper and smiled and read it out loud.

"I want to go to the beach with you" I read.

I picked another lavender one and read it.

"I want to have a road trip with you"

I picked up a pink one which is supposed to be one of the reasons why she loved me and read it.

"I love you because you're simply you" I read.

I picked another one and read it.

"I love you because you accepted all the shitty things in my life" I read. Well, right now I want to remember what are the shitty things in her life.

I ignored my messy thoughts and went back to reading the papers. I read a few pink ones and smiled at the sweet things she wrote. I was cut by the opening of my door.

"come on man, dinner is ready" Tyler said as his head popped into the room.

"What's that?" He asked curiously as he came in and sat across me on the bed.

"It's a gift from Liza that I don't really remember" I answered him.

"It's probably one of your birthday gifts" He said as he looked at them curiously.

"Gifts? How many gift where they?" I asked confusedly.

"Well, I don't really know. But I remember that on your birthday she carried a lot of things to your room" He said as he picked up a pink card and read it. It was the one that said that I accepted the bad things in her life.

"I feel kind of exposed" I confessed.

"What do you mean?" Tyler asked as he gave me his attention.

"She knows everything about me. She knows about my father. She knows about my secret place. While I.. I don't know a single thing about her. Well, I know..  I just can't remember" I said what I had on my mind.

"Don't put pressure on yourself, man. You are already starting to remember. Yes, it might take you a while but I can see that you finally will. As you said, you know everything about her, you just need time to remember. Maybe you can ask her to tell you a few things" He explained and suggested.

"Ask her how? Go tell her 'Hey, Liza. I'm your boyfriend that doesn't really remember that he's your boyfriend. Can you tell me your darkest secret?'" I asked.

"If that's how you want to ask her then, yes. She'll be glade to do whatever it takes to help you remember" Tyler answered.

"No, man. Even if she's willing to do that, I won' t do it. She's already hurt. I'm not going to make it worse. I think I'll have to do it on my own. Maybe ask her to help without her really knowing" I said but it was more to myself.

"You're a good man, Kyle. You will remember. Just take it easy on yourself" Tyler said supportively.

"Thank you for having my back, buddy" I said honestly.

"Always" He said as he smiled.

"Come on, let's have dinner" He said as he stood up and offered me a hand. I let him help me up then we went downstairs.