Five Years, A Forgotten Name

in my chest. Braylon and Dallas were right behind me, their footsteps echoing on the pavement. Wh

ront seat. The impact of her hip against mine sent a jolt of

rry at all. Her eyes met mine, a triumphant glint in

ting for Braylon to do something, anything, to

get in the back," Braylon said, his voi

, motion sickness pills. Not because Braylon remembered, but because he never did. He' d forget my allergy, my name, my discomfort. He' d f

I stated, my voice

. Don't start. It's late, everyone's tired. Just g

looked at him, and saw a stranger. There was no point in arguing. I pulled out my phone, hop

The air was colder now, biting through my thin dress. Fear, cold and sharp, pricked at me. I imagined t

aylon snapped, his

heavy sigh that felt like it came from the

hat time we snuck out of your parents' mansion and went stargazing? We got caught climbing back in, and your dad was furi

rd directed at me all night. "How could I forget? Yo

b, my stomach churning. The familiar nausea of carsickness, amplified by stress and the relentless sound of Dalla

conspiratorial whisper, "remember that promise you made

breaking point. M

oice raw and strained, cutting through their intim

I was just trying to cheer you up. You've seemed so stressed lately, and I just wanted

e in the rearview mirror, his eyes cold and distant. He said noth