All Chapters of Remember Me, Aly : Chapter 11 - Chapter 20

"Hello?! Is anybody here? Can someone hear me?!" I yelled so many times near the door. Hoping for a miracle to happen. I searched for things which could at least help me escape here but I only saw scissors. I forced myself to insert it on the locked door but accidentally slipped causing my hand to have a little cut. When I failed, I chose to sit on the floor. What if someone hasn't heard me. All the students on the campus were already resting themselves comfortably on their home. And all I can do is to wait here until tomorrow morning. I will sleep here all alone with flying insects or rats running nearby. Gosh! I'm getting paranoid. I stood up and kicked the door making my feet hurt. I don't know what I should be concerned about first. Either my growling stomach, my wound or how to escape here. I shouted once again as loud as I could. I don't care if my veins would be cut off or my voice would turn hoarse. My desire to escape here prevails. But… I see no hopes here.Maybe I shoul

The next day, I asked Lily to have lunch with me. I can't eat well in dining alone, it feels boring and empty. For the past few days at home, I ate only a few and sometimes asked our housemaids to eat with me at the table. With much presence around me while eating is better.  "Amber!" Lily greeted as soon as she arrived here in the cafeteria. She planted a kiss on my cheek before putting down her books and bag on the table.  "I missed you, Lily!" I exclaimed, grabbing her hand to sit beside me.  She groaned a little when her waist bumped on the table. I smiled sheepishly and gave her a peace sign. She rolled her eyes then hugged me tight.  "It's been a year or a decade since we last met," we laughed when she said those words in sarcasm.  She pulled herself away from me. "Do you have colds?" she asked, scanning me up and down before touching my forehead. Y

As soon as I arrived at home, I immediately plopped myself on the couch. I removed my sneakers then placed my feet on the center table. This day is tiresome. I leaned my back on the seat, massaging my temples. How was it possible to feel all the tiredness when I arrived here? I haven't felt this earlier in the Gymnasium.  "Ma'am Amber, Sir Marcus wants to talk to you." Charie, standing right next to me cooed. I was tired going upstairs just to answer his call. Why won't he just call me on the phone.  "Can you please tell him to phone me instead? Thank you," I replied, still in closed eyes.  Her presence suddenly lost. Maybe she's heading her way upstairs, to the library where the telephone was. Just a few minutes later, I received a call from Marcus.  "Hey," I lazily greeted.  "Are you fine? You sound sick," he chuckled on the other line. &nb

Imagine being together with the man who always ruins your day. Being locked in during a stormy night and almost got a heart attack from fear. I closed my eyes, trying to calm myself. What takes Kuya Jon so long to make his rounds here? I want to go home.  I instantly screamed when the light turned off followed by a thunderbolt. I tried to pick up my phone and dialed Jordan's number again and again but he is out of coverage. Everything was wrong timing. I wonder if they already lost their signals. A tear suddenly escaped to my eyes as I saw another flashes of lightning. This is so traumatising. Being in this kind of weather gave me only a chance to squeeze on my parents' bed or sleep in Marcus' room while he slept on the floor.  I jolted at once when a blare crack of thunderclaps struck again. Plus, the loud pitter-patter of the rain outside adds my fright. I tried calling random people on my contacts but my sig

I was smiling the whole time for unknown reason as the cold air welcomed us in the parking area. Well, maybe I was just happy to be back home and the thunderstorm has calmed.  I walked a little distant from the area to check the weather while holding my phone's flashlight. This seems useful this time. I opened my arms to check how strong the rain was but a minute later, I felt no touch of water on my skin.  "Amber, let's go?" Blake invited me. Thunder on the other hand, rubber her eyes. He must be disturb from sleeping.  "I will go ahead, Blake, Amber." The tired Thunder bid his goodbye. I nodded in response while Blake tapped his shoulders.  "Thanks, Thunder." Blake and I greeted in unison.  He quickly rode off to his motorbike and vroom it away. I stared at his back until he zoomed out. I hope he can go home safely.  Blake came