Mike’s P.O.V.

“You are.” Jaime said. “But you hate it because it reminds you of your past”
“Super says bad things about my past.”
“Super?” Vic asked.
"Yeah, Super Softy, my moose. I tell him everything and he always listens. He told me about a lot but he won’t say anything about my parents.” Tony and Jaime glanced at Vic.
“Lily.” I said. “Look at your arms.” It was then that I noticed what she was wearing. It was the same dress, jeggings, and headband we left here in and she was wearing Tony’s hoodie. Her hat was on the nightstand along with a pad of paper, a pen, and a glass of water. She slowly took off the hoodie but didn’t look. “It’s okay.” I said. She looked at me, then got up the confidence and looked at her arms. Her face looked like she had been hit by a train.
“Mike.” she said, pointing at me. “Tony, Vic, Jai….me.” She pointed to each of us. “New fan.” she said poitinbg to herself. “Lily.” She smiled her perfect smile. The same smile she had on when she showed us the dress. “I remember.” We all smiled, and then she frowned. “I remember everything.” Then she looked confused. “Almost everything.”
“What don’t you know? We’ll tell you.” Jaime said, happy to help.
“What did you promise?” she asked looking at Tony.
“To always love you and to never let you go.” he said.
“What is the name of that song you were listening to when I came in?” she asked Jaime.
“Kick Me.”
“I don’t remember it.” she whispered. “How old am I?”
“Three.” Tony said.
“What are those things you made called?”
“Waffles.” Vic said, slightly laughing. She looked at me then extended her arms out.
“Why did I do this and how do I stop it?”

Notes

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~That Noob