Maya P.O.V.
"So, up to 4 free coffees a week", I questioned with a grin.
Laura laughed lightly, "Yes, the perks of working at a coffee shop."
It was storming outside. A bolt of lightning every minute or so, followed by a loud crack of thunder. Storms are relaxing, comforting.
"Do you remember anything, yet", Laura questioned, taking a sip of her freshly brewed coffee.
Our first kiss, by our I mean Emily and me. It was passionate but wrong. I was in a relationship with someone that wasn't her, but I can't remember who. Obviously, it was something worth ruining for Emily, and we've been together since.
I remember a girl, who was terrified to come out, but made the step because she wanted to be with me. I remember small things, but I don't remember the bigger things. Like when I knew I was in love with her, and how I knew I was ready to propose to someone. That feeling of knowing I wanted to spend the rest of my life with them. These are memories I wish I could conjure up.
"I don't remember much", I finally say, "but Emily seems to remember you."
The color in Laura's cheeks disappeared almost instantly, "Has she said anything?"
Curiosity struck me in a way it hadn't in a long time. Why Laura was almost scared that Emily remembered who she was? Was Laura someone from my past that was in the past for a reason?
"No", I said, not adverting my eyes from hers, "but should she?"
The question seemed to catch her off guard, because every time she began to speak she stopped.
The bell rang from the door, and Laura stood. Almost excited to get away from the conversation.
A girl with blonde hair was followed closely by a girl with brown hair. Out of the corner of my eye, I saw Laura slink to the back of the building.
"What can I get you", I asked, when they finally approached me.
The blonde looked hurt, "I guess she really doesn't remember us, Spenc."
"Spencer, this is Hanna", the brown haired girl said pointing at the blonde.
Hanna snorted, "We are good friends with you, and our best friend is Emily."
Once again, I'd have to disappoint someone. I didn't have even the slightest idea who these people were, but they must have been important to me.
Spencer gave Hanna a stern look. It was enough for Hanna to give me an apologetic look.
"I'm sorry I don't remember you guys", I whispered, "but do you guys want anything to drink?"
"Two vanilla lattes", Spencer said quickly, before Hanna even had the chance to reply.
"I will be back with those in a second", I said with a small smile.
Hanna and Spencer took a sit at the closest table, and it looked like Spencer was angry with Hanna. Probably had to do with the way she was treating me.
"Why'd you walk away like that", I asked Laura, when I finally got back to where she was.
Laura thought for a second before replying, "I wanted you to take this one. More practice the better you'll get at this job."
It was probably the lamest excuse I had ever heard, but I knew I couldn't keep Hanna and Spencer waiting for their drinks forever. Although, I wanted to know what had Laura so skittish. It started when I told her about Emily, and then continued when Emily's friends came in.
"I don't mean to be too forward, but do you guys remember a girl named Laura", I asked in a low whisper to Hanna and Spencer.
Spencer looked down, "Yeah, we do."
Hanna finally spoke up, "It isn't our place to tell you what happened. Emily or Laura should. I'd ask Laura, she has to feel somewhat guilty."
Guilty? Guilty of what?
"Did she do something to me", I asked, curiosity overtook me.
Spencer shot Hanna a sideways glance, "I guess Hanna gave that away."
"Emily is coming by later. I guess she knows about Laura, seems pretty mad", Hanna said.
Spencer put some money on the counter, "Thanks for the drinks, hopefully we see you around soon."
Just like that, they were out the door, and I was left with more questions than usual.
Emily P.O.V.
"Did you see her", I questioned when Hanna and Spencer closed the door.
"Yeah, it was definitely her. She was watching Maya like a hawk", Hanna said, with a disgusted snarl on her face.
Spencer sat back in the chair, "I just don't know how she can look at Maya every day, knowing what she did."
"Do you think Laura will tell her", Hanna asked, looking between Spencer and me.
Spencer shrugged her shoulders slightly, "I don't know. She'd have to relive ruining someone's life."
"That's why I don't want to be the one to tell Maya", I finally said.
The look on Maya's face the time she found out what Laura did was still burned into my brain; the hurt, anger, disgust, betrayal. Lost, how could I ever forget how lost Maya was? She felt like she had nobody, not even me.
"Hopefully Laura does something that triggers those memories", Hanna said as hopeful as she possibly could.
The coffee shop wasn't too far from my house. The storm was finally starting to dissipate, and a small rainbow was seen in the horizon.
The bell above me ringed when I opened the door. Maya was sitting in the corner reading a magazine, and Laura was nowhere to be seen.
"Hey", I whispered, trying not to startle her.
Maya looked up, "Hey. Can I get you anything?"
Not the warm greeting I am used to with Maya. Usually a hug or a kiss, something to show she loved me. But things were getting further and further from what they use to be. Everyday made me feel less hopeful that she would regain some of her memory. At least any part that showed her we belong together.
"I'll just take a coffee", I said, pulling out my wallet.
Maya raised her hand, "It's on me."
Butterflies shot into my stomach, for the first time in forever. It was a small gesture, but it was something.
"Thanks", I said with a grin, "Uh, where is Laura?"
The question wiped the smile off Maya's face.
"Did she tell you", I asked.
Maya cleared her throat, "She didn't have to."
"What", I said, the confusion evident.
"Lindsey was here", Maya finally said.
Lindsey? How could Lindsey have possibly been here?