The Aftermath


I sputtered, taken aback. I looked at Daniel, then over at Lionel, then back again, although Lionel was so caught up with the girl sitting next to him that he didn't notice what was going on two rows behind him.

Suddenly shy, I hastily packed up my things and stood up, intending to move to the seat in front of me. Or better yet, right behind Lionel. But Daniel's voice called to me.

"Claudia, wait!" he cried, his hand grabbing my wrist and pulling me down. Angrily, I obliged.

"I was just trying to help you recall a memory." he whispered.

I glared at him. "Well, I've never seen it done that way before. Do you kiss every girl that has memory loss?" I grumbled under my breath.

He didn't look entertained as he shook his head, clearly frustrated. He leaned his back against the headrest and closed his eyes, obviously trying to think of something to say that would ease the tension.

In this little awkward moment of silence, my mind once again wondered. I was  climbing a tree, laughing; taunting the person below me. Once again, I couldn't see the face, but deep inside me I now knew that it was Daniel. My suspicions were confirmed when he climbed the tree behind me and we settled on a limb to talk.

We were young, maybe four or five, but I could tell we were close friends. He was telling me that he was moving, and I was laughing, thinking it was a joke.

Something inside me snapped, and I was taken back to the present. Every fiber in my body told me that that memory was not true, but my heart told me otherwise.

I was confused, shaken. I guess that's why at that moment, I unintentionally let my heart take over. Without thinking, I tapped Daniel on the shoulder. When he turned to me, I did what my mind refused, but my heart urged. I kissed him back.

The End

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