The last day. I don't know what will happen if I don't get the last memory but apparently it's bad. And it's stressing Jayden out. He told me to stay home today and pretend to be sick so I got more time. He told me to not even do the homework there was no need.

So everyone was at school. I was home, trying to think of different things that could make me regain any memories.

Hours has gone by and I sighed, standing up and grabbing my jacket and book bag. I slipped it on and walked out the house. It's about 8:30. I'm going to check into school. Why? I don't fucking know.

It wasn't a long walk to school and I eventually made it at 8:46. I checked in at the office and walked down the halls towards class. I just want to see Jayden. I love him so much. Ugh.

I walked in and everyone looked at, since I interrupted the lesson Jayden was teaching.

Jayden frowned at me and put on his little teacher show. "Aiden. I thought you weren't coming." But I could see in his eyes that he was wondering while I was here.

I frowned and ignored him. The whole memory thing was making me depressed.

Jayden turned to the board and I watching as he sighed. He started writing on the board but his hand was shaking. He stopped writing and put his hands to his side, gripping the Expo marker. He took slow calm breaths.

"Mr. Lowell? Are you okay?" Zane asked. Zane looked at me and frowned, us both wondering what was wrong with Jayden.

"I.." Jayden started but his voice shook. He put his hand up to his forehead and took shaky breaths before turning and walking out the room.

Me and Zane stood up about to follow after him when a guy in the classroom said, "Don't follow him, you'll get in trouble."

I glared at him. "Suck my dick." Then I grabbed Zane's hand and dragged him out of the classroom. I wasn't in the mood to play with these mother fuckers.

Jayden was no where in sight. We walked into the bathroom and could hear faint crying. We saw Jayden leaning against the wall, facing away from us, in his normal form.

"Jayden..?"

He became silent and just stood still. I could tell he was trying to regain his composure.

I walked close to him and put a hand on his shoulder. In the quickest movement ever, he pinned me to the wall. He leaned his forehead against mine and I saw silent tears run down his face. He stared into my eyes.

"Why are you here?" He asked

"Because I couldn't think and I thought-"

"Do you not understand how serious this situation is? You have 11 hours to get the last memory." He said harshly but in a pained voice.

"What will happen if I don't?" I asked, slightly scared.

"I can't tell you. But you need to remember. If that son of a bitch didn't do all of this we could be happy right now." He closed his eyes and sighed.

I leaned forward a little and connected our lips in a sweet kiss. But he acted as if it was the last time we would ever kiss. Was it?

"Go home. And think. You can even go to my apartment. There is a spare key inside the pot next to Zane's door." He said against my lips.

"O-okay." I stuttered. I was turned on by his voice.

"And you can fix your little problem in my bed if you want to." He smirked against my lips and rubbed against my boner. I blushed scarlet.

"O-okay. Well I'll go n-now." I said flushed.

He smiled a little and turned around. We both looked at Zane. Who had been recording us.

"I'm keeping this. Just in case." Zane smiled

So I left and went to Jaydens apartment.