So I did. She drove and I didn't know what to say. I knew she won't tell me where are we going.

She suddenly stopped like 15 feet from some house.

"What mom?"

"Just shut up and watch."

There was a blonde guy, just coming out of house. And there was a girl in cute black dress. They were talking and smiling at each other.

"Well?" my mom said.

"Well what, there's nothing to see I guess."

"You don't know this girl?"

"No.. What? Is it.. Her?"

I looked at that girl again. I couldn't see the details but I realized it was her.. Her hair was long now and she was using makeup.. I wanted to get out of the car and run to meet her.

"Mom, would you mind letting me out?"

"Stan, haven't you learn anything? She has a new life now and she is happy? Do you really wanna bring everything up?"

"Yes?"

"We're going home. Now." She started driving and I yelled at her.

"MOM! LET ME THE FUCK OUT THIS IS SO UNFAIR!"

"No, believe me, someday you'll gonna be thankful .

"OH YEAH? SO WHY DID YOU BRING ME THERE? YOU ENJOY MY PAIN DO YOU?!"

"I TRIED TO LET YOU SEE, BUT YOU'RE SO FUCKING BLIND, STAN! DON'T YOU SEE SHE HAS A BOYFRIEND?"

"Mom, Kyle likes girls."

"Oh."

"Just let me out, I promise I won't upset her!"

"Oh honey, you can upset every girl.. I mean look at you."

"That means yes?"

"Get out before I change my mind!"

Kyl(i)e's POV

I really liked the house we just moved in. But I had this strange feeling I've been to this town before. After I lost my memory all I knew was my new family which adopted me. Nobody wanted to tell me about the life I had before, but they confessed I will meet people who I've already known. Jamie is a really nice guy and he's the only one I can really talk to. He's my step father's son from his first marriage. Thanks god we're not related. He's really cute and funny but there's something stopping me from liking him. Every time we're about to kiss I get this weird kind of sadness and I don't feel like… you know. Maybe I'm a lesbian. I would rather look at the hot girl than at hot guy. God I'm such a mess. But he didn't give up on me yet. We're now laughing and sitting at the backyard. He's telling me something boring and I'm not really listening. I'm not looking at him as well. I'm looking trough him and he doesn't notice. I play with my hair. It's now long enough It falls on my chest.

"So what do you think?" Jamie asked me. Shit.

"Well I'm not really sure…"

He didn't listen to me, he was looking at something.

There was a guy walking right in our direction. He stopped right in front of me. He was.. I don't know what to say. He was gorgeous, tall and he had those painfully beautiful blue eyes you can't look at without getting hurt. His skin was pale, but not as pale as mine. He had raven black hair that was falling on his eyes.

He looked at me… like he knew me.

"Hey?" I tried to break the awkward silence.

"Kyle? Do you even remember me?"

I was confused. What could he be to me? And why did he call me Kyle I just stood there, staring at him.

He looked down, hurt.

"Hey, do we know you?" Jamie said after watching us for a few seconds.

"What do you mean "we"? She knows me."

"Kylie, do you know this guy?"

"Yes." I lied.. Well it wasn't fully a lie because I did feel something about him.

"Can we talk for a few minutes than?"

"I don't think that's a good idea." Jamie said, starting to look pissed off.

"I don't think that's your choice.."

"Jamie I won't be long, Okay?"

So that cute guy took my hand into his, like it was something normal. I got that mini heart attack when our fingers touched. I didn't pull away, his hand was calming and relaxed the thoughts in my head.

"Where are we going?" I asked.

"Home." He replied.