Chapter 4: Just like in the movies
Two years later on any given wednesday night Michael and Kate were curled up together on their couch watching a movie.
The action hero started shooting the bad guys left and right on their huge HD tv. The baddest guy was played by Gary Oldman, Micheal's favorite actor.
The hero was played by Tim Roth, Kate favorite actor.
The movie was directed by Tarantino and the soundtrack was manly U2's material. That action movie was no waste of time. It had it all, great and unpredictable plot, better cast, awesome direction, wonderful FXs and of course the mind blowing music just made it an all around mind blowing movie, but what struck Michael the most was its ending.
Oldman puts a bullet right in Roth's head. It goes in and out, not before shredding his temp lobe and without affecting any of his motor or hearing functions or taking his life but erasing his memory completely. Wiping it out until there was nothing left, not even his own name. Right after Oldman fires that bullet he is arrested, but he never makes it alive out of the bank he was robbing because the hero's lady shoots him right through the heart thinking she was actually avenging her beloved's death.
But turns out that the writer apparently had other plans for them. The vengeful lady, played by Kelli Williams and the amnesic hero lived happily ever after in a little cabin in the Patagonia, in the middle of nowhere where she created a whole new memory and life history for him. She taught him what his new name was and who she was for him, she told him how they met, how he took his coffee and what his favorite cologne was, she made him fall in love with her all over again. She didn't stop at that when she started fabricating their life together, no. She invented a new name for her as well, she changed her hair color and her entire life. After all, she wasn't going to be needing it any longer since she created a whole new life for both of them to remember together for as long as they lived. She made memories up for him and for her as well. She made sure he believed her every word, although is not like he had much of a choice because she was his only source. She was all he had. They were all they had. The rest of the world didn't matter, in fact, it didn't even exist anymore. There was only the two of them and four miles of beautiful nothingness in all directions.
Then the music exploded in crescendo and the camera zoomed out slowly at first and then in sync with the increasing music's tempo, displaying a killer air view of an amazing landscape that looked a lot like Peyto Lake, in Canada and then THE END appeared on the HD screen while Michael silently pondered how such a small thing as a bullet can be such a huge game changer at any given time, just like in the movies.
THE END.