Well Damien followed the group like usual. He even sat with us everyday and it's been a week. A week folks. He also is thinking about coming to friends-giving we had planned.

I know why this all seems like it's going fast but he is getting along with everyone, everyone but me. When we talk it's awkward and depressing and I don't enjoy it. I'm not going to ruin his friendship with his friends though. I'm heartbroken, not a monster.

Right now, we were at lunch again.

Like I said, he's been with us all week.

"What's wrong T?" I heard Damien call making me completely jump.

"Did you remember that or did you just make it up?" I questioned, picking at my sandwich. I heard the chair scrape beside me before a warm arm brushed mine.

"Well I woke up and remembered the name T." He said with a bit of tude. I rolled my eyes at him but almost did a double take at what he said.

My mouth kind of slacked open for a moment and the void was filled by Ashley's talking.

"Can someone explain to me why Tyler and Emily look like they are planning something." She called, plopping in her usual seat in front of me. I gave her a small shrug before turning to glance at them.

They were staring intensely at this table and Kyla does know about Damien's issues. I didn't care at this point so I turned back around, not wanting to remember old times.

Buttholes.

Alex slid into a chair and gave me a big sigh, placing a apple in front of me.

"Thea what did we talk about? Skin and bones, no we like healthy boot-"

Alex got interrupted by a person behind me and yet again the voice brought back memories of my first ever party.

Tyler started to talk but I let out a huge sigh.

"Really, again? We are gonna do this again? This is like the third time?" I mumbled turning to him with a bored expression. He let out a small chuckle and pulled a chair up to sit beside me.

My eyes slowly turned to Ashley who held a spork tightly like it was a safety blanket.

"I was just wondering if you wanted to go out sometime?" He chuckled, a small smile on his face as I felt a hand rest onto my thigh. My face couldn't help but scrunch up in disgust.

"Id rather die." I mumbled shoving his hand off me. What I didn't expect to Happen is him twisting his hand around to grab my wrist roughly.

I let out a small huff of air and turned to Damien. Only Damien was no longer sitting beside me. Nope, not at all. But before my eyes could turn back Tyler's arm yanked away from me as his head was slammed against the grey lunch table.

"Damn Tyler, you're really trying to die this year, first the party, then the lunch room a month ago and now this?" Damien's voice chuckled, his head bending down so it was close to Tyler.

"I can't tell if your faking your loss of memory or not," Tyler said quietly, a evident smirk playing across his lips.

I don't think he's faking it one bit. In fact he was found almost fifteen feet in front of his car when the police arrived.

I couldn't tell you if I wanted Damien to stop or not. It was almost thanksgiving and him getting suspended would really suck. Yet at the same time, I wanted him to beat Tyler until one of his eyes fell out.

Maybe if I just close my eyes I won-

"Damien." I mumbled, my arm reaching up to grab his. I stood up as well, watching his eyes meet mine.

His eyes watched me for the longest time until he let out a heavy sigh. Damien grabbed Tyler's shirt and shoved him off the table and onto the floor.

"We'll talk later. " Damien smirked, watching Tyler almost freeze in fear. I wonder if he said that what happened to Tyler gets worse or not.

I turned back to ashley who was glancing across the room to Xavier. I turned to look as well, my eyes turning into somewhat daggers.

Yes I was mad at him, at the moment at least.

"Thea?" I heard Damien call, attempting to call me from my thoughts. I turned to him confused, his hand reaching out for me to take. I stared at it for a moment before taking his hand. He didn't look happy- in fact he looked conflicted as I grabbed it.

He tugged me away from the table and pretty much all the way outside the school, by the bench where I first attempted to ditch school.

Damien is acting like himself again but when it comes to me it's like talking to stranger. Or someone you love that doesn't love you anymore. Was it bad it felt like I was dying?

He was killing me..

"Are you okay?" He whispered, his hand coming to grab my cheek gently.

No.

I glanced up at him and my eyes almost closed at the touch. I nodded my head, my eyes looking down at his arm again.

"Hey.." He whispered, making me look at him through my eyelashes. Damien looked the same, like my Damien. The sharp jaw line and beautiful cheek bones, The bright green eyes.

"Hm?" I mumbled, getting his arm to push my hair out of my face.

Oh the stupid butterflies.

Ugh.

Ugh his stupid cute face.

"Let me see your hand." He whispered making my frown slightly before holding my slightly throbbing wrist up. I saw a frown form on his beautiful lips as he ran his fingers over it instead of my cheeks.

"You remembered him..." I said quietly, my eyes staring at my wrist. I knew I couldn't do anything about it, I couldn't force him to remember most of me-of us.

"Sometimes we get to remember things we don't want to...I was gonna tell you T." He whispered making me shake my head at him. Not really sure if I understood everything.

Everything just seemed so off. Even me explaining the situation was off. I didn't feel like myself anymore, I felt zombie like.

The worst part is I actually miss the shitty nickname he gave me. I missed being called that. I hated the name T now, With a passion. It was like being stabbed right into a freshly healed wound.

"You don't understand how badly I want to remember you Thea. I feel a need to constantly touch you or just watch you." Was it bad those words were enough to make me melt. I immediately felt somewhat normal again just from him saying that.

"Maybe forcing it isn't helping Damien." I breathed out, watching his eyes meet mine again. He had somehow managed to pull me extremely closer, probably just to see if he remembered.

"I know, I'm trying, but It's all I think about." He whispered, his head burying into my hair.

I felt bad for him. It was like he had to find himself all over again. It was worse that I couldn't help him. I couldn't put those lost piece back into the puzzle for him.

I held a warm hand cup my chin to pull my head from my thoughts. Damien had the prettiest eyes. I wonder if he knew that.

"Thea you're like a fucking magnet."

Thank god.

Thank to the higher powers that I at least woed his unconscious mind. Maybe I was bound to be remembered, it's just a lot to process.

Maybe Damien was trying to just give into it or maybe it was because Tyler had helped him remember something about me and he just didn't want to admit it.

"I'm glad." I confessed, my cheeks radiating heat onto his hand. Damien cracked a smile, making me mentally clap.

But instead of leaving back to class, we stayed outside. We talked, cracked a bit of sexual jokes and cuddled. It was how it use to be, but the fact he couldn't remember any thing that I did. I couldn't crack a inside joke between us because he wouldn't remember and that made my smile always stop short.

There was two things I did know, he was coming to friends giving and I was going to wait for him to remember me. Even if it takes years.

Even if It kills me.