When we met

I've postponed this for way too long, but I've had a really busy week, but I might post another chapter on Friday, I don't have school that day, Yass! Happy thanksgiving if you're reading this that day. Anyway, have you seen Fantastic Beasts? Its frigging awesome, ugh I love Newt way too much.

Here are special thanks to SarahMichelle13, Maxerica15, katewilliams248, MileyRowling and Abizeau, that have been commenting this story since the beginning. Thank you for your support.

America will be going through a rough time, slight depression, eating disorder, self guilt, of this is a trigger (I'm gonna say something persona and tell you it is to me) do not read.

Love you.

Marlee never came that night, and I was glad for that, I didn't need anyone listening to me crying my eyes out. I eventually fell asleep, but it took a while. I could hear this voice telling me it was my fault, at first I tried to ignore it but it just got louder and until it was all I could hear.

In the morning after I'd shower I put on black sweatpants and a white t shirt with a sweatshirt over it. I tried covering the dark circles under my eyes but it didn't work, I shrugged, at least now they're less noticeable. I grabbed my backpack and my keys and left the room. It was hard to walk down the stairs but I did it. Today I made sure to wake up sooner, I wanted to look around a bit. Once outside I did a circle and saw a court yard, a football field, a basketball field, a few buildings, the parking lot and some other things. I heard people coming so I kept walking, I didn't go to the cafeteria, I wasn't hungry. I looked to the first person to ask, which was walking behind me, and turned out to be Ryan, one of my friends — I had to remind that to myself every time I saw one of them — he gasped in surprise and went to hug me but saw the awkwardness on my face and backed away a couple of steps.

"Hey" he said, clearing his throat awkwardly. I gave him a small, forced smile.

"Um, they gave me my schedule and I was, um, wondering if you could tell me where they are?" I asked him, looking at him hopefully. Ryan was actually pretty hot, dark blond hair, tall, blue eyes, but I knew I was in no mental state to date.

"Sure, I'll take you to your classes. If you don't mind?" he asked quickly, looking a bit panicked. I chuckled at his expression and nodded.

"Do you want me to take your bag?" he asked, and I sighed in content as I took it off my back. He took it and put his hand on the small of my back, at first it was a little uncomfortable but I soon relaxed and "walked" with him to my first class, which was English. I walked into the classroom and almost everybody in room turned to look at me, and I guessed they all knew of the accident. I blushed a dark red and tried to walk to the back but I stopped halfway, seeing I couldn't even walk past the front row without knocking everything off it. So Ryan took me by the elbow and forced me to sit down on a chair. I grunt in discomfort but stayed sit. The teacher came in and stopped when she saw me, her eyes aunt immediately to my leg and she looked at me with pity, I looked down, feeling ashamed.

"Ok class, open your books on page 362. Oh and Miss Singer, welcome back" she said, I nodded and opened my book. We were told to read almost twenty pages about an English author, I wasn't paying much attention. Someone tapped my shoulder so I turned around and the guy behind me smirked before handing me a folded piece of paper, he winked at me when I turned around, I opened it.

Hey beautiful

Meet me behind the bleachers at second period

~Aspen

I turned around and saw a different guy wink at me he was sitting, a couple of rows behind me, I nodded, assuming he was the one who asked. He smirked at me and the teacher cleared her throat making me turn around and a blush creep to my cheeks, I mumbled an apology and listened to her during the rest of the class.

After class I went as quickly as my crutches allowed me to my locker and took my third period stuff and put my first period things in. I walked down the stairs and out the door and walked across the court yard to the football field and went behind the bleachers and waited for the guy to come. A couple of minutes later and Aspen, I suppose, he sat down next to me and took my hand, I froze and yanked it away, he looked confused but didn't comment on it. We sat in silence for a bit and I heard the warning bell go off, I sighed in discomfort, for I had never skipped a class.

"So you aren't with Schreave anymore, how's that?" he asked and I flinched at the blunt question, he sure didn't seem to care. I shrugged, not saying anything as I watched a few dandelions move with the wind, and it calmed my thoughts that have been a mess since Maxon's and I's fight. I turned to look at him to see him already watching me, I looked down, uncomfortable under his gaze.

"How did you know I was no longer with him?" I asked genuinely curious.

"Kriss overheard your fight, something about you not wanting to be with an asshole like him" he chuckled. I sighed in relief, he didn't hear the rest of it. But something he said strikes me, if he doesn't know about the rest, he might not know I lost my memory and don't remember him and this Kriss person.

"So you're Aspen, right?" I asked. He looked at me with shock clear on his face.

"How don't you know, we have been talking since the begging of the year" he said.

"This isn't common knowledge but, I-uh lost my memory, I can't remember all of this school year" I said, looking down ashamed of myself.

"I'm gonna kill him" Aspen said slowly, his hands clenched into fist so tightly that his knuckles turned white.

"Who?" I asked, though I already knew the answer, but I was still afraid to hear it.

"Schreave! This is his fault, you don't remember me, though I'm glad you can't remember that fucker, but I'll kill him, or at least beat the crap out of him, he deserves it, be took you away from me" he roared, I flinched at his harshness, he ran a hand through his hair and abruptly sat up, I did too but with much more difficulty. I followed him into the classrooms building, though I almost lost sight of him, he looked in every classroom until he found Maxon, he asked the teacher if he could let him out, ne did and once Maxon was out, Aspen inmeaditly shoved him into the lockers and punched him square in the jaw.

"What the fuck?! What do you want?" Maxon yelled at Aspen, and that only angered him more, he continued to punch him, Maxon fought back, but Aspen was holding him steadily so he couldn't move. I tried to help, to move Aspen away from Maxon but Aspen shoved me and I fell to the ground. A loud thud resounded through the halls and I turned to see Maxon fall to the ground, I screamed in horror, the classroom doors opened to see what the fuzz was about. Maxon was on the floor, blood streaming down his nose, he had a split eyebrow and lip. Aspen wasn't any better, but he was conscious. Arms circled around my waist and helped me up, tears were making my sight blurry, kept screaming. This was my fault too.