"You know?"

"Yes, I know."

"But you said you didn't. Did you mean you lied to me?"

"No, I wasn't lying to you," I say now picking myself from the ground.

"What?"

"I was telling you the truth but.....when you hit me, you made my memory come back."

"Memory?" he asks himself, looking at the very hand that hit my cheek. "What are you talking about?"

"I can't tell you," he hesitates, but I continue, "not here anyway. Let's go back to my room, I'll tell you everything...well at least I'll try."

He picks me off of the pavement and helps me up and guides me to the car. He opens the door for me and I sit. He hops in and start the car and we leave for the motel. Once we arrive at the motel, he tells me to go ahead.

So I go upstairs into my room but leaving the door unlocked. He comes in with an ice pack from downstairs. He hands me the ice pack and says, "I'm really sorry I hit you Marianne."

"It's okay. I guess you deserve an explanation then."

"By all means."

"Well...Allen Macintosh, your friend? He went missing they say?"

"Yeah. All over the news and stuff. His dad's really messed up after he ran away. What do you know about Allen anyway?"

"Well...what if I told you that Allen didn't really go missing?"

"He didn't?"

"What if I told you that Allen is here. Right here, Robert, in the this room?"

"What are you trying to say?"

"I'm trying to say that it's me Robert! It's me Allen!"

"Stop playing games Marianne! I had it up to here about all these games and such."

"It's me, Allen. Allen Macintosh, your friend!"

"I said enough, Marianne!" he says, shooting his body up from the chair and threating to hit me again.

I think and then I immediately remember a phrase I kept telling him to annoy him. I chanted, "Robert Chen, Top Slayer with 564 frags in Halo 3 of 2007!" I really hope it worked and it did.

"Top Slayer? 564 frags? How do you know about that?"

"I just know. I also know that you're scared of rats and you're grossed out by your mom's overgrown toenails..."

"No I'm not...."

I continue with the dirty facts of Robert and I start to joke about it, "And your most embarrassing moment is when you crapped your pants in kindergarten and you had to run to the office in your crappy pants." That was the best one, and I was cracking up at that one...

SLAP!!! My whole body is knock to my right, fortunately into a pillow.

After he slaps me good, he calms down and ponders on the things that I said to him. He remembers that it was only Allen Macintosh that who he told about those things he was disgust of. He then realizes it is me and offers to help me up.

"I need to stop hitting-"

SLAP!!! "That was for the first time, which was not necessary."

KER-SLAP!!! "That was for the second time, which I think I deserved. Now were even."

"Allen? Is it really you?" he looks at me in puppy dog look and my smile sinks. I look into his eyes and nod.

"Yes, it's me."