Some People Are Meant to Be Forgotten

I sustain brain damage from a car crash and end up with a memory akin to a goldfish. However, I remember my feelings for Caleb Warner for seven whole years.

Things change when he abandons me on a mountain top after losing a bet with someone. He sneers and says, "Write this in your journal, Sadie. Consider it a lesson learned."

It's wintertime, and it's freezing on top of the mountain. I almost die there.

I later destroy everything that has to do with Caleb and allow my memories of him to disappear from my mind.

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One night, someone by the name of Caleb Warner calls me. My boyfriend jealously pulls me close and asks, "Who's this?"

I shake my head dazedly. "I don't know."

The person on the other end of the line loses it when he hears my answer.

After getting Caleb Warner's call, I rushed to the mountaintop where he raced. The mountain road was slippery in the winter, and I ended up being more than ten minutes late.

Just as I approached the campsite, I overheard his friends complaining.

"What's with Sadie? She's late. I bet my entire month's allowance on this."

Another man chimed in, "Caleb, could it be that Sadie found out you used her for the bet and showed up late on purpose?"

Just as I was about to walk over, I stopped in my tracks. What did they mean by "the bet?"

Caleb was sitting on the hood of his race car, chuckling like it was no big deal.

"So what if she knows? She'd still come running like a little puppy."

One of his friends frowned and asked, "Is there actually someone that dumb? Hiking up a mountain in freezing weather for three hours just because someone told her to?"

Another guy clapped him on the shoulder. "Hey, don't be surprised. Sadie's always been kind of slow. She hit her head in a car crash when she was 16."

"For real? And Caleb's been letting a girl like that chase after him for years? Isn't that kinda gross?"

Caleb lit a cigarette.

He exhaled slowly and asked, "If an idiot chased you for years, wouldn't you find it gross?"

"Ugh, even thinking about it gives me the creeps."

Everyone laughed at his dramatic shudder.

I gripped my phone tightly. On the screen was a message Caleb had sent me three hours ago.

"I'm hurt. Mount Crescent peak. Get here in three hours."

Because of that one message, I dragged myself out of a hospital bed, ignored my period cramps, and hiked up the mountain for three hours.

I didn't expect I would stumble right into what he really thought of me.

All my worries vanished in an instant. The pain in my lower abdomen didn't even compare to the pain in my chest.

Just then, someone noticed me.

Caleb looked up, raising a brow. He walked toward me without the slightest hint of panic.

His first words were, "Sadie Hartman,