Chapter 6: Home
Mark's POV
It had been a half hour drive with the man I didn't remember. He was quite handsome. His skin was a fair color, not to pale, not to tan. His hair was a dark brown scattered with white and cut short. He had a slight, dark colored, scruff covering his cheeks and around his lips. His body was small but toned, as if he had once been a runner of some sort. But out of all these things the one point of him I noticed most were his eyes. They were like seas of blue that flowed with his emotions and caught his laughter before the sound even passed his slightly pink lips. His voice was soft most of the time and held an accent of some sort, Irish or maybe Scottish, I couldn't tell. Before I knew it I found my eyes traveling over the rest of his body as he drove back to my house. I had to force myself to look away before my mind got ahead of me. I looked out my window and looked at the scenery as it passed by. I gave an audible sigh.
"What's up Mark? You've been quiet." The man said, Sean I think he said his name was.
"Huh? Oh ya. I'm ok. Just trying to remember everything you know?" I said.
Sean nodded and he glanced at me quickly before looking back to the road. I continued to look out the window and soon remembered the places I use to go and how to get to them. Everything was coming back to me slowly, except the memories of the man next to me, but the doctor did say it would take some time to get everything back. Maybe that was all my brain needed. Just time.
*The next day*
I had woken up and walked around my house, looked into every room, and found everything as it was before everything happened, even tho Sean had basically been living here for the past few months. Finding everything in order I had went into the room I kept all my recording equipment in and sat down to record a short video explaining everything to everyone. I was really happy to see that no one seemed to have left the channel, and that someone named Jacksepticeye had told people about what had happened and that I'd be back in no time. Why did that name sound familiar? As I was about to type it in and find out my stomach growled. I shrugged off the search for the name in favor of a search for food. As I went into the kitchen I smelled something that reminded me of bacon and pancakes. I smiled a little and started humming the little song about mixing the two together before I looked up. I stopped dead. Stopped humming, stopped walking, stopped everything except staring and breathing. Sean was making breakfast shirtless. I felt like my heart was going to explode when he turned and noticed me.
"Oh hey Mark. Say something next time haha," He said with a smile as he left to eat what he had made at the small table in the next room, "There's more in the skillet if you want it."
I slowly walked over as my mind cleared and glanced into the skillet. My mind was right. Sean had made bacon pancakes. I smiled and chuckled, completely forgetting about what had just happened for a few minutes.
"This looks great!" I called out.
"I thought you'd like it. You never use to shut up about how you wanted to try it." Sean called back.
I smiled to myself and walked out into the room he had just gone to. I wish I remembered Sean more. He seemed like an awesome guy. He was funny, smart, a total gamer and nerd. He seemed like the perfect guy for…..not me. Nope. Not in my entire memory could I ever remember having feelings like this. So they're not real, just a side effect of trying to remember him….I hope. Just thinking about it again had my mind wondering back to him and I let my eyes settle on him as I ate across from Sean.
"You ok buddy?" He said.
I must have been staring. "Ya...ya I'm fine. Just thinking." I said with a smile.
"Alright," Sean said, "Well if you have any questions you can ask me ok?"
I nodded and stared at the food on my plate, trying to think of questions to possibly ask him. My mind went through everything before it settled on the lamest question you could ask someone and decided it was good enough to start with.
"What's your favorite color?" I asked, not looking up at him.
"Green." Sean replied after a few seconds of silence.
"Favorite food?"
"Cookies….and cake."
"Favorite movie?"
"Umm….that's a hard one haha."
