Wow, sorry this took so long to get out. Having food poisoning for a few days can do that to you. Man that sucked. Well I already got most of chapter 13 written so that will be out soon after this one. Sorry again.
The next couple of months were heaven on earth. I spent almost every waking moment with Ron, sometimes being pulled away by Hermione because we needed some girl time. I swear we acted like a married couple, cooking and cleaning together, waking up and sharing the bathroom, and the love making... Damn.
Everything quieted down with the whole Dementors and Deatheater thing. Because we were missing in action and in seclusion, Dumbledore and the others were able to track most of them down and throw them in jail. They were stupid enough to run around in the open looking for us, thus getting caught. We decided to just stay at the small town since it was nice and quiet. We'd figure out a main place to stay when the time comes. I called my mom and told her that I was talking a long vacation in England and the only thing she said was that she had to come visit and meet Ron. Tony and Aiesha were really cool with me leaving, saying that James was coming around more often looking for me and started to look like a stalker.
Everything was going so perfect, Ron and I were getting closer than ever, Draco and Hermione were happily engaged, and Harry, (who I later found out was Ginny's fiancé) was happy living single and dating around. I should have known with everything going so good that some crazy shit had to come up and ruin it.
I was working on another character project for my job while Ron was out with Harry for some shopping. My job didn't mind the whole location change, since I was allowed to work from home anyway, and I was a tad bit closer, them being in Japan and all. I was almost done with their latest design when I ran out of blue paint. I signed, as I had to get out of the house. Whenever I had projects to do I would close myself up in the house and work until I was done. But being Ron's girlfriend he would sometimes force me to stop so we can... ahem...play. Not like I complained on him interrupting me. Hehehe.
I threw on some gray sweatpants along with my white wife beater. I picked up my keys, bag, and phone and made my way out to the small town that was only five minutes away from our apartments.
"Hey baby."
I loved the way Ron answered his phone when I called him. He had a ring customized for me so when I called he answered his cute little way.
"Hey, just letting you know that I'm about to come into town because I need some more paint."
"Okay, well Harry and I are done buying stuff so we should see you on the way back."
"Yeah, I see you right now." I waved to them as they were going the opposite way.
"Hurry back, I have a surprise for you." Ron said.
"Ooohhh sounds fun."
"It will be. I love you."
I smiled; he said that every time we prepared to get off the phone.
"I love you too."
I put down my phone and couldn't stop smiling as I pulled up to the art supply store. As I walked in I said hi to the cashier, who knew me very well since I was always shopping in there. I bought the things I needed and noticed that it was drizzling outside.
"Looks like a storm." Brian said as he bagged my paint.
"Yeah, better hurry home. See ya."
He waved goodbye as I ran outside to my car. The rain got harder by the second so I had to drive very slowly back to the apartment. I noticed a truck driving behind me but I tried to ignore it. I really hate trucks.
Suddenly I felt a hard jolt and the truck behind me had rammed into me. I sped up as much as I could but the truck easily caught up with me. I swerved around and drove off the road and into the woods. My car flipped over and I ran hard into a large tree. I hit my head against the well and completely blacked out.
"Kris... Kris..."
Damn my head hurt. I could hear someone saying something like Kris but who the hell was that? I opened my eyes and saw an attractive man with corn rolls and shirtless. I jumped up slightly but he pushed me down.
"Who are you?" I asked.
"You don't remember me?"
"No... should I?" I tried to think but that only made my head hurt even more.
"Ummm... yeah, my name is James."
I looked at him and waited for him to continue. James didn't ring a bell at all.
"Your boyfriend."
Boyfriend? Why didn't that sound right? "Are you sure?"
"Of course I'm sure, we've been going out for a while now."
"Okay." I said, not really wanting to argue since I couldn't remember anything. "So what's my name?"
"Kris, don't you remember anything?" He said nervously.
"Not really, every time I try to think my head hurts really bad."
"You need to rest, we will talk some more later." James said and kissed me on the forehead.
I nodded and lied back down, welcoming the soft pillow behind me. James left the room and closed the door, and then sleep took over.
I woke up with a start. I was sweaty everywhere and my head was pounding. I looked over and noticed James was sleeping right beside me, snoring very loudly. I gently climbed out of the bed and walked out the room into a dark hallway. I found a bathroom and I washed my face the best I could. My hair was everywhere and there was a large bruise on my upper right forehead. I must have had some kinda car accident and lost my memory.
But shouldn't I have remembered James at least? Especially if we've been together for so long. Why did I feel so uncomfortable around him?
But what really bothered me was my dream. I kept seeing a redhead everywhere. Kissing him, holding him, having sex with him...
No. Making love to him. That sounded right. Only why does it sound right? And why did my dream seem so real, so right?
I shook my head at the thought, that guy must have been some old boyfriend or something. I was with James now. He's my boyfriend. He's the one I am supposed to be with.
Right?
WOW! That was shorter than I thought! But I figured I'd better post this one since I haven't for a while because of my sickness. Don't worry, I'll have the next chapter out real soon!
