You slam the backdoor harshly without looking back at realize that Dave and Dirk are outside still. Except Dirk isn't there anymore, it's only Dave outside. He is sitting under a large tree thinking with what he has to himself it looks like.
You walk up to check up on the poor guy, and end up sitting next to him in the grass. Dave glances at you curiously, unaware of who you are.
"You doing alright?" You ask unsurely.
"...i don't know, what's going on?" Dave asks.
"Honestly, i can't answer that question." You admit sadly. "But all i know is that John doesn't want us anymore."
"John?" Dave cocks his head like a confused puppy.
"The kid back in that house is John. He has black hair and square glasses." You descirbe.
"Oh, him!" Dave smiles a little feeling relieved before frowning again. "Why doesn't he want us?"
"Aparently it's my fault you can't remember anything. He wants me to leave and i have no where to go and now i'm just sitting in his backyard," You sigh.
"That weird guy who says he's my brother went back inside with another man. I don't know what they're doing..." Dave says.
"I don't have a clue. I'm kind of going through a bit of memory loss as well." You explain.
"I lost my memory?" Dave asks surprised.
"Yeah, i kind of smacked it out of you in an accident." You admit barely above a mumble.
"Oh. It's okay," Dave smiles.
"What? Really?" You look up with your brows raised.
"Yeah, accidents happen. Honestly, i bet i've been clumsy too." Dave shrugs.
"Wow...were you like this before?" You ask yourself more than Dave.
"Its not like i can remember..." Dave frowns. "But hey, if it means anything i can help you find a place to stay."
"Wow, you're being so nice after all i did to you..." You say sadly.
"Don't be depressed, you're not even the one in that much trouble. Hey, why not stay with me period?" Dave asks.
"Woah woah, you'd do that?" You pause.
"Yeah. I don't remember much about you, but there's a scrap. I remember you weren't the best friend, but you were John's. I would do anything to help," Dave says thinking a bit.
"Thank you," You say with a weak smile.
Dave simply nods and looks down at the grass. You observe him as he gently smooths his index finger over the blade of the grass. You blink. Was Dave really this nice before, you didn't bother to observe.
"Aye, get away from him!" You hear someone order.
You stand up immediately and look to where the sound originated. Dirk was walking out the back door to spot you. He walked around you, snatched Dave by the arm, and stepped back.
"Don't touch him, ever again." Dirk warns.
"I didn't do anything, i swear." You raise your hands in defense.
"You did everything, look at him!" Dirk complains.
"Brother..." Dave mumbles softly.
"Just look, he's so brainless it's ridiculous!" Dirk goes on.
"Brother." Dave says a little louder.
"What?" Dirk utters softly looks down at Dave. "Did you just call me Brother?"
"Yes, and i have something to say," Dave says patiently. "I said that he could stay with us since John isn't keeping him."
"We arn't keeping this little brat, he's annoying and he's the reason you're mentally challenged." Dirk put simply.
"I'm not going back on my word, he seems pretty sorry for it anyways." Dave reasons.
"Fine, but only until he gets more capable of himself. Once he can take care of himself, he's out." Dirk decides.
"Thanks, Bro." Dave says softly.
Dirk sighs and ruffles Dave's hair submissively. "Come on, we're going home."
The two began to leave the backyard and you trailed behind slowly. What are brothers? Are brothers supposed to be close? Is brother just a nickname, or is it a role? It seems to be detering Dirk a lot.
And your time limit...how long will you take to get your memory back? John said you won't even get it back. But is John being doubtful? Either way, you need to get your memories back fast. Or...perhaps make some new ones.