secondhand memories: the novel

an on-going serial cell phone novel in English. a simple story about a high school love. one loses their memories.

Chapter 75

I slammed into the wall behind me and felt a million stars burst around me. The world was spinning again. My lack of sleep, racing mind and disoriented nerves put me in some sort of alternate universe.

“It’s all your fucking fault!”

I felt a ton of bricks hit me as someone’s fist collided with my cheeks. But in my muddled condition, I still knew that the punch wasn’t meant to be full force.

“Aoi loved you and this is what you did to her! You bastard.” Still smarting from the first punch, I saw another fist clenching up ready to strike again.

Punch me again. I wanted to say. Just a while ago I was hoping for someone to hit me. My wish was finally granted. And granted twice. Because those were the words I wanted to say to myself. But I knew I wouldn’t be able to.

Then I saw a face in front of me. It was Yusuke.

Huh?

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