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A/N: Chapter 37 already? I didn't expect to get this far, thank-you for all your support
Wes' P.O.V:
Shane was back, awesome! Of course, he and I didn't have a great ending a few years back but he's changed now – I just know it.
When I told Lily, she seemed a bit hesitant but she said that everyone deserved a second chance. That's the great thing about Lily - she always gives people the benefit of doubt, unless they proved her wrong that is.
My phone buzzed. A new text message from Shane, I'd told him not to call me; Gran could not know that he was back or a war would begin... and it wouldn't be easily solved.
I opened the text almost immediately. It read:
Wanna meet up 2 tlk?
Of course I did, I mean we had so much to discuss, about three years worth. So I texted him back: Sure, where do u wanna meet?
I received a text from him, only a few seconds later. I didn't need to actually open the text to know where he had decided. The smoothie bar was most definitely his favourite place; we used to always meet up there – the smoothies were absolutely delicious, they were pretty cheap too. Is the Smoothie bar still open?
I smiled, physic connection I tell you. C u dere in 5
I grabbed my jacket and shoved my phone in my pocket. Gran was doing the grocery shopping and then visiting Mrs. Galvin, her old time friend, for some tea and gossip. She wouldn't be back for a while. I locked the door behind me and started up my car.
Ian's P.O.V
Wanda was hurt and angry at me. She was trying to hide it by asking many questions. Trying and trying to understand something that was unknown to her. Something I hope will always be unknown to her. Losing your memory is horrible, and then afterwards when you try to build the bridges that you burned down, it is so hard – even though it's not your fault, well... not fully. I had answered all of Wanda's questions and I don't think she had anymore. Mel and Jared were long gone, Mel congratulating me on getting my memory back after hitting me on the head when I pretended I didn't know her. Kyle was long asleep; we should get those sleeping pills for him on a regular basis – not a snore out of him.
But the big problem was, how are Wanda and I going to go back to normal? Wanda seemed to read my thoughts.
"We should take things slow."
"Yeah..." I didn't agree with this, I wanted us to go back to normal. Why did we have to get him by a stupid locker? Of course, I should be grateful that I am alive and not 6 feet under like Burns but... seriously? Why my memory? And out of all my memories, why Wanda and Mel? And then as if things weren't bad enough, I went and kissed Lacey!
"I should go." Wanda whispered.
"Do you need a ride home?" I asked.
"No, I'll call Jeb."
"You want to come over tomorrow? You know... to talk about how we are going to take this slow and all." I muttered.
"Can't, it's Adoption Day tomorrow and I have a counselling session, even though technically since Burns is dead I have nothing to worry about..." She drifted off.
"Adoption Day?" I asked... just to spark up conversation again.
"The day Jeb adopted me, even though well... he's my real father." I already knew this, and the story about her psycho grandmother and mother. It happened to come up in conversation.
Jeb's van pulled into the carpark.
"I'd better be going then." She said softly, leaving my side.
"Bye." I whispered. This was going to be so hard for me.