Letting My Brother's Best Friend Take My V-Card

PART 3 - CHAPTER 140

JESS

The campus felt like a ghost town, and I was the ghost haunting it. Familiar, yet foreign.

It's been a month since I woke up in the hospital with a blank slate where my memories should be.

A whole month, and I still didn't know who I was-at least not in the way that mattered. I didn't remember people. Faces, names, the ones I was supposed to love all of them were missing.

Yet, somehow, I knew I liked salt over sweet, preferred summer to winter, and I could still remember how to solve equations or where the states were on a map.

But faces? They were blurry. Names felt like smoke, slipping through my fingers every time I tried to grab hold.

According to the doctors, the part of my brain that got injured was where I stored memories of people-people I cared about. They kept telling me to stay hopeful, that things might come back, but I wasn't so sure. Every day that passed, it felt like h would never get them back.

College seemed like the only escape from it. Nobody here knew me, at least not personally. I wasn't disappointing anyone by not remembering. I wasn't seeing that flicker of hurt every time I failed to recognize a face.

I'd see it in my parents' eyes, brother Josh's, and even Luke's-

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His face was cold and distant like he'd already given up on

than I expected it

was watching me with the same worried look she'd worn every day since I woke up.

I could just remember something about it, something that didn't feel

information's still in my head, so I think I'll catch up

voice came from the driver's seat. He hadn't said much during the ride, and honestly, I was thankful for that. I wasn't sure I could handle more questions or forced

bag-an overnight one, the only thing I had with me at the hospital. The rest was still locked away in my dorm room, a place I hadn't set foot in since

happened, I had flown out to see Luke play one of his football games.

our family, and who my friends were. But

though...I didn't need memories to know why I'd been with him. He was the type

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built like a god, with a face that could charm the devil himself. But when he did talk to me, his voice was cold, and his

was a stranger to him now, just like I was to

Laura had said about us. If any of it was true, why was he being so

relayed the message, explaining that Luke thought it would be easier that way. When Josh told me, it felt like something in my chest cracked open, and for reasons I couldn't explain, it hurt. I didn't know why- hell, I

my dorm

reached the third floor, my legs felt like lead. I had to pull up a campus map just to remember where my dorm was -how ridiculous is that?-but I found it eventually. Room 312. My room and the girl I shared it

the answers I couldn't remember. This is your room. You don't need to knock, I told

a huff, I gripped the handle and twisted. "Fucking ridiculous,"