Casey's Point of View:

    It was four in the morning when I got the text from Reina to come to her house. Lately she's been going through hell, so when she said it was urgent I didn't really question it.

    I knock on the door of the hotel room she checked into, and in seconds the door swings open. Reina's mascara is stained onto her cheeks, and she's crying so hard that she can't breathe. Her mouth is trying to do breathing motions, but no voice is coming out.

    "Hey," I soothe, immediately dropping my purse inside. "Reina, whoa. Breathe."

    "He-" She chokes out, burying her head into my shoulder. "Oh my god."

    I'm trying to get her to calm down, so we just sink down to the floor so that I can hold her. This is what best friends do, and no matter what time of day Reina calls me I'm always going to be here for her.

    "What happened?" I ask.

    "I should have told him!" She blurts out, pounding her fist onto the floor. "That night he threatened to kill himself on those porch steps I should have fucking told him everything came back! I should have said something, a-and if I did, then she never would have existed! If I just remembered a little bit sooner, she never would have been there in that fucking club, he never would have been inside of her, oh my god."

    "Inside of her?" I question. "He had sex with Ramsey?" I'm trying to ignore the conversation in the back of my head that Justin had with Scott in the kitchen the other day, but I can't. He seemed so reluctant about going out with her in the first place, and he had sex with her? I will never understand men.

    "I spilled a drink when I was with Carter on my dress, so I went to go wash it off in the bathroom and they were both in there. I don't know why they were in there, or why they were in the same place that I was, but I stood there in shock for a good three minutes Casey listening to... them." She cringes, putting her face into her hands. "I should have told him."

    The night she remembered everything, she showed up like a trainwreck at our house. That was the first night I've ever seen Reina suicidal. It took hours trying to convince her to go and tell Justin, but she refused. I know where she's coming from, because how do you tell someone after a year that you finally remember them? How do you even begin that conversation?

    "You can still tell him." I say quietly, brushing a strand of hair behind her ear. "It's not too late."

    After about a minute of silence, her crying begins to subside before she says, "It is. Casey, I haven't seen him that happy since we were together. This past year I've put him through nothing but hell. I pushed him away, I said things that were unforgivable. He found someone that fixed what I fucked up inside of him. If anything, I deserve this fucking punishment. I should have believed him, and I should have believed the doctors when they said it would come back, but I was so impatient. Now I have to deal with the consequences. My way of repaying him will be to let him be with someone who can genuinely make him happy. That's the least I can do."

    "Reina, he's not going to blame you if you explain to him what you're feeling. It's Justin, you know how much he loves you."

    "Loved." She sniffled. "How much he loved me."

    "He still does Reina. He will be so fucking happy if you just tell him what-"

    "Stop." She cries, shaking her head side to side. "No. I'm not going to hurt him anymore. He's found Ramsey, and I have Carter. Maybe life was just meant to be this way."

    The TV is running in the background, and as she's crying I start to feel so badly for her. I told her to come stay with me tonight, but she insisted of being alone. More than likely because of Scott, because if he found out then Justin would find out.

    "Why don't you go back to Carter's house sweetie?" I soothe, wiping away more tears. "I'm sure he's very confused. Especially after you just left the club without explaining why."

    "Because I have so many feelings going on right now." She sniffles again, wiping snot with her sleeve. "I have these new feelings for Carter, but it's this fucking tidal wave of love for Justin. Casey, he was the love of my fucking life. I can't go back to Carter tonight when I'm having these feelings for Justin. I'll explain things in the morning to him, but for right now I just have to be alone."

    "I understand that." I say. "Just remember that Justin would understand Reina."

    "I know..." She replies, leaning her back against the wall. "I know he would."

Justin's Point of View:

    I decided earlier today that I'm going to surprise Ramsey with some flowers at her job. This past week has been great between us, and I just want to show her how thankful I am for her. She's truly the greatest gift I've been given in awhile.

    I was reluctant at first to come here because of Reina and all, but a week has gone by since the incident, so hopefully she's calmed down and all can return back to normal.

    When the elevator doors open and I head towards reception, I see Reina and Carter talking in his office. Reina's throwing her hands up at her sides, and Carter has his face in his hands on his desk. The receptionist clears her throat, her eyes glued to the flowers in my hand.

    "Oh, um, hi." I mutter. "I'm here to drop these off for Ramsey."

    "One second," She smiles, clicking some buttons on the telephone's keypad. "I'll page her for you."

    Reina is crying now inside of his office, and he looks like he's yelling at her. I wish that office wasn't so soundproof, because my immediate reaction is to pumble this fuckers face in. I know I need to stop being protective over Reina, and I know I need to stop focusing on her ass that is wrapped so tightly in that skirts material, but it's so hard. Maybe it's too soon to be coming here after all.

    When Reina begins to walk out, I want to crawl underneath a desk and hide, but I can't. She freezes once she sees me, wiping away the remainder of the tears that are on her cheeks. I want to say hello, or ask her what's wrong, but it's way too awkward after what happened last weekend. It's like I don't even know how to talk to her anymore. She's become a stranger.

    "Oh my gosh!" Ramsey shrieks, grasping the flowers in her hands. "Justin, they're so beautiful."

    "You like em'?" I smirk. "I'm glad."

    Reina is in her office now, which is directly behind reception, and she's gathering her stuff together in her bag. I'm pretty sure she's crying again, probably because of the fight with Carter, but I can't focus on that. I need to focus on Ramsey, but Reina's crying. My heart feels like it's being pulled in two different directions, but Reina easily has the bigger half right now.

    "They're amazing." Ramsey gushes, smiling from ear to ear. "I have to put them in a vase!"

    "Yeah." I nod, hardly listening. Reina opens up the door to her office and walks up to reception. She's talking to the receptionist, I forget what her name is, but her mascara is everywhere right now.

    "Awkward, right?" Ramsey says, catching my attention. "Her and Carter have been fighting in his office for the past like, two hours. Plus, since I'm an intern, I'm forced to get her coffee and stuff. I don't even want to after last weekend, you know? She's been rude to me all day today too."

    "Weird." I shrug, acting as if it doesn't bother me. "Well, I just wanted to drop off these to you to make sure you have a good day. I have some errands to run, but maybe we can get dinner tonight?"

    "I'd love to." She smiles, and for a second I forget about Reina. For a second it's just her, and she's so damn beautiful.

    Leaning in to kiss her cheek, Reina walks past us in a hurry, trying to carry all of her things.
    "Carter needs espresso." The receptionist says to Ramsey, giving me a look as if to say, you need to leave now.

    "On it." She says, gripping the flowers tighter. "I gotta go. See you later tonight."

    When she disappears down the hallway, I jog in the other direction to the elevator and see Reina stepping into it. I can see her try to press the button to close, but before it does I reach my hand out to stop it and get in beside her.

    "Reina." I whisper, sending her a concerned look. "Is everything okay?"
    The doors are closing now, and she's not saying anything. She's biting on her bottom lip, and I know that's to stop herself from crying. I hate seeing her like this. Every being in my body wants to just hold her right now and let her cry into my shirt.

    "It's nothing." She mutters. "I'm fine."

    "Reina, I know you." I spit back, stopping myself from saying things that will annoy her. "I know the new you." I clarify. This causes the tears to finally spill onto her cheeks. "Tell me what's wrong."

    "I don't want to talk about it." She whispers. "I'll be fine."

    We're almost to the ground floor, and as soon as these doors open she's going to dart out of here without telling me what's wrong. I don't want her driving like this, or going home like this. It's not safe.

    Reaching over to hit the emergency stop button, the elevator comes to a halt and Reina is looking at me in disbelief.

    "What the hell?" She asks. "Justin, why did you do that?"

    "Because you're going to tell me what's wrong." I say, taking a seat onto the elevator floor. I pat the spot beside me, and for a second she stands there contemplating what to do until she finally lets out a sigh and sits beside me. The elevator is quiet, and I'm waiting for her to say something but nothing comes out.

    "What's wrong?" I repeat for the millionth time.

    "Carter and I got into a fight." She mumbles, biting a little on her lip again. "That's all."

    "About what?"
    "He thinks that I'm cheating, or I guess he's afraid that I'm going to cheat on him. I don't know which one it is to be honest."

    "With?" I question.

    "In general." She shrugs, and when she does this her eyebrow slightly raises before she looks away. When we were dating, she would always do this whenever she was lying.

    "Interesting." I say. "Are you cheating on him?"

    "No." She chokes out, shifting uncomfortably.

    "Are you thinking about cheating on him with someone else?"
    Her eyebrows raises slightly again, turning her head to stare at the wall. "No."

    I don't want to question her and make her more upset with me, because honestly we haven't had a deep conversation like this since we dated. I want to savor this conversation for every second I can.

    "Are you okay?" I finally ask. "Kinda wanted to beat the shit out of him for yelling at you."

    The tears fall onto her cheeks slowly at first after I say that, one at a time, before there's a whole flood of them spilling off her face and going onto her sleeves. She's trying to get ahold of herself and calm down, but she can't. She used to get this way about her parents, and when she got this way the only way to calm her down would be to just hold her in my arms and rub her back. Once she starts crying like this, there's no stopping it. You just have to wait it out and hold her.

    She hugs her knees up to her chest and she's rocking back and forth, my heart breaking into two. I don't know what he said to her, but I want to go right back upstairs and knock all of his fucking teeth out.

"Hey..." I soothe, gripping onto her elbow. " I know you don't like me talking about the past, but we used to do this thing and-"

Almost as if she knew exactly what I was going to say, she's sobbing even more as she climbs into my lap and I'm honestly in shock. Her body is enwrapped with mine, and I immediately grasp her body to try and remember every curve and every detail of her being.

It's been over a year since I've held her, over a year since I've been so close to her. I know this is just a moment in time because her boyfriend and her just got into a fight, but I will take whatever I can get. Even if it's just for two minutes.

"Hey," I choke out, trying to calm her down. She's sobbing so hard that I'm actually speechless. I need her to breathe. "Reina, breathe."

Her hands wrap tightly around my neck, so I bring my fingertips to rub up and down her back.

"What did he say to you?" I growl. "What did he say to you to make you cry this hard?"
    "N-Nothing." She sniffles. "I'm s-sorry for crying."

"You have nothing to be sorry for." I reassure her.

When she crawls off my lap a little piece of my heart seems to break, the lump in my throat growing all too quickly. I haven't had that contact in so long, so for her to take it away so soon hurts like hell.

"I shouldn't have done that." She mumbles, quickly stopping her tears. "I'm sorry. Carter and I don't really fight that often. That's all."

"It's okay." I say. "I get it."

After about a minute of silence she says, "Thanks, though. For..." She looks around, letting out a sigh. "Everything."

I stand up and reach out my hand to help her, pausing a little once we're face to face. Fuck, she's beautiful.

"Anytime." I smile. "What are friends for?"

A/N:

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