two sides to every story.
part 15.

I wasn't sure if he was giving me a horrible hug, or trying to keep me warm as it started snowing. After a couple minutes of me crying, and him just humming some song, and having his arms around me, everyone came out side and walked over to us.
"why can't anyone be happy? Jessie remembers everyone, and he's fine. We should be happy." Jeremey sighed.
"Everyone?!" I screamed, and stood up.
"Yes. Everyone." Jeremey repeated.
"So.. I'm no one? I must be. If he remembers everyone, but me." I shrugged.
"well, then I guess you didn't mean anything to him, if he remembers his ex, but not his girl friend."  He laughed.
"JEREMEY" Jamie screamed.
"whatever." I screamed, and started walking away from the hospital.
"you're seriously not walking home are you..?" John yelled, running after me.
"I am." I confirmed.
"It's more than 7 miles from here to your house." He said. I turned around.
"I don't care, and frankly, neither do any of them." I yelled, motioning my hand to the hospital.
"you're wrong. Jessie cares." He yelled. I sarcastically laughed.
"YEAH the guy who doesn't remember me... Right." I nodded with a glare, and continued walking.
"no.." He sighed and jogged over to me, he stood infront of me and starred at me.
"once you ran out of the room, everyone else left to, I was alone with him, and he said to me, Even though I don't remember her, she seems to really love me. Make sure she's taken care of. Leslie, I promised him. I'm not going to break a promise I just made. If you continue walking, something is bound to happen to you." He sighed.
"Let whatevers meant to happen, happen John. I doubt that Jessie will care all too much If something does at this point in time, considering he doesn't remember one thing about me." I said, and walked past him. Just as I was walking past a driveway, John ran over and tugged me backwards, and a car came flying past us, down the driveway, and it sped off into the distance with a dangerous speed.
"See... you could've freakin DIED Leslie!" He screamed.
"John. I don't FREAKIN care." I screamed back, and got out of his arms, and continued walking. After I got a good foot away from him, I thought he had given up. But, He ran up behind me and threw me over his shoulder. He carried me all the way back to the hospital and locked me in his car. He offered other people a ride, but nobody needed it. He hopped in, and then drove off to my house. I remained silent, and just looked out the window as I saw him taking the longest route to get to my house ever.
"why are you so mad that I'm driving you." he asked.
"cause, I don't need anyones help. I can do things on my own. I'm not 4." I said crossing my arms.
"looking out for your saftey, and treating you like a four year old are two different things Leslie." He sighed.
"ok." I said sarcastically. The rest of the car ride home was very tense between John and I. He tired so many times to convince me that Jessie will remember, I just had to give it time. But, how much time do I have to offer?