Guilty, Confession.

  'Alice?' I heard him say. My eye widen momentarily. My breath hitched in my throat. I didn't want to think about anything but the fact that he remembers me.

  As soon as I heard him say me Alice. It was like someone switched on a radio in my head and it started ringing with all the times we had spent together.

  "Wait for me here Alice." He had said.

  "You will be the first person I'll look for once I come back. " He had said kissing my forehead. 

  And I had believed him. 

  "Alice, ain't my name?" I had asked him the first time he called me that in the hall way and he had answered me with a cute smile.

  "Yeah, it's special. Just I call you that." He boasted. And it was true only he did.

  Melissa once suggested calling me that. I hadn't refused her at first but then I told her not to. It reminded me of him. And I wanted to be away from these thoughts as much as I could.