Choke

I ended up going home and waited for him. I texted him I would be there waiting on him.

He text me back "no."

I chuckled and felt relieved. "At least, he's alive and well." I thought.

He finally came home. I stood up so fast and rushed to him.

"Are you okay?!" I grabbed the side of his arms as I was examined him.

He just examined me back and I looked up at him. He smiled and showed me a bag.

"Food?" I questioned him. "Where did you get the money for this?" I asked really concerned.

He showed me his wallet.

"Oh you have a wallet. Then I can charge you for our therapy session we had earlier." I stated crossing my arms.

He put the food on the table and wrote "no."

I chuckled and couldn't believe him.

"You haven't ate?" He wrote.

"No cause I was worried about you."

He just smiled and pointed to his phone.

"Unbelievable." Is all I said.

We sat down and I asked. "Where were you? Why didn't you tell me you were leaving? What did you do for so long? Next time tell me before you do anything."

He texted me a thumbs up.

"Hey! I'm right here." I shockingly said.

He chuckled and ate. I just looked at him. He pointed at my noodles.

"No." I said really upset.

His eyebrows went up and he clapped his hands.

"Hey! Leave me alone. You can't do that." I pointed my finger at him.

He just tried not to laugh.

I ate the noodles he bought and I watched the news. He just watched me.

"Are you done?" I asked looking at his plate.

He picked up his plate and then mine.

I went upstairs and then came back. He just looked at my purse and I didn't say anything.

I walked outside and he text me "where you going?"

"You want to come?" I asked but he didn't text back anymore. I was about to walk away when I heard the door behind me shut.

I looked back and there he was.

"I really thought I would get you to text back yes." I chuckled as I informed him.

"No." He wrote on his phone screen.

I just nodded my head sideways. We ended up walking to the grocery store and I bought some flowers. Yoongi just followed along. We made it to the graveyard and he sat on the ground. I sat next to him after fixing the flowers.

"You know why I write or record everything I do?" I looked at Yoongi as I asked.

Yoongi didn't move or say nothing.

I chuckled. "It's embarrassing to say this but I can't remember anything. Not even the simplist things like what I ate yesterday or if I brushed my teeth. I'm sure I did but I don't remember. It's crazy but at least I can remember what I did this morning. Actually, that was before I met you. Now, that I've been hanging out with you my memory has improved so much. I wish I could remember my parents but I can't. I'm supposed to feel sad that they're not here but I can't. I feel like a bad daughter." I said now feeling really guilty.

"Can I ask how it happened?" Yoongi showed me his phone screen.

I informed him. "Some car drove past the red light drunk and sadly they past away."

I looked at him and then away before continuing. "That same night it was raining and I guess we were all trying to get home in a hurry that we didn't make it." I chuckled as I continued again. "I got in a taxi crying that I distracted the driver and while he looked back to check up on me. He lost control and the taxi car flipped over making me lose my memory."

I looked back at him and saw he was trying to see the dates. "Yeah it happened 10 years ago. I kind of lost hope of recovering my memories. I really wish I knew why I was crying in the first place because I didn't know about my parents until after."

Yoongi didn't say anything I didn't even look back at him. "You know I think about it and it was probably about some dumb guy that dumped me." I laughed. "I mean what else could I have been crying about. I hadn't got my results to my exams either." I added.

We just sat there in silence. I thought about it more maybe it was all to much for him to listen to. "Maybe, it's good that I did forget. What if it was to painful? I don't think I could handle the pain." I said out loud maybe I could take my advice for once.

"I'm sorry." He wrote.

I smiled and said. "Don't worry about it.  Just promise me you'll tell me your story one day no matter how hard it is to speak about it."

"You'll listen to me?" He asked on his phone.

"Of course! I'm your therapist! That's what I'm here for."

"Promise?"

"Yes, I promise!" I said showing him my pinky.

"You won't judge me?"

"I'll give you advice."

He gave me his pinky and I smiled.

We left the graveyard but he had to stop for a hat. He bought me one too.

"This isn't necessary..." I told him as we walked out the mini store.

"I want to match with my therapist." He wrote.

I just chuckled and he stopped me.

"I need to use the restroom." He wrote before going back inside again.

I just waited for him. Next, thing you know a man bumps into me. I was going to say it was okay when he apologized but he didn't. Instead, he pushed me on the ground and began to choke me with his bare hands. I gasped for air and looked around for Yoongi. I thought this was the end when I got weaker trying to push him away. However, I got hope when I saw Yoongi coming out with ice cream in his hands but I don't think I would be able to taste it.