Chapter:Amnesia(4)

"Memory is all we are. Moments

and feelings, captured in amber,

strung on filaments of reason.

Take a man's memories and you

take all of him. Chip away a

memory at a time and you

destroy him as surely as if you

hammered nail after nail through

his skull."

------Mark Lawrence.

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E.H.

Fifteen years before(continued)...

A voice woke me.

It was distant yet so sleek and refreshening,which slowly pierced my ears,throbbing my heart in a fast pace.It was like a siren that kept tugging my heart strings to the world of living.

Something else was there too.

A glorious blinding glow was ahead of me,alluring me with its warmth that sang to me like a stream of divine nectar but that serene voice pulled me to something of a uncharted peace.....still familiar.

I couldn't seriously recall nor place that voice nevertheless my heart knew it that I owned the owner's heart.My counterpart ....Mine.

But how???

What happened?

On focusing more over the light, I felt it gradually blurring out at the edges and then ...I felt a tear drop on my arm.A drop.

An lukewarm drop of rain,infused with emotions and prayers.

A cold shiver spread down my frail body as goosebumps broke through.....

And then nothing, the darkness shrouded me.....

Few hours later.

A beeping sounded woke me up again.Somewhere near me I heard people whispering in low voice.Might be.....I couldn't remember who I expected.

Hastily I tried to pry open my eyes.I failed.

Fluttering the eyes seemed to be so damn tedious that after trying thrice I finally succeeded in getting a full view.It was a blur at the beginning and then steadily all the colors crept in my vision,painting the world with vivid colors.A painting on a canvas.

A bit too sadistic for my taste...if you would ask.

Well what greeted me was the boring lamenting view of a hospital room.I was banged up pretty awfully which I concluded since I couldn't even move an inch.

The IV was attached on my arm and the oxygen tube near my nostrils was quite irritating.

What was more horrible was the fact that I don't remember how I ended up here?

What the hell happened with me?

And with so many thoughts whirling in my head,I felt dizzy and stifled.....My head felt muddled.

But soon someone came close and caressed my face...a relief was what I attained. I pried my eyes off the IV to the person near me.

A girl stared back at me.A fragile young girl with her eyes tinted scarlet....maybe she was crying.....but why?

I don't know what others thought about her though if you asked me she was a beautiful broken angel. Yeah, broken....for something screamed she was fractured.

And then as the sanity struck me and I blurted out,"Who are you?"

"Do I know you?"

Thud!

Something shattered on the floor.A phone I believed...That girl's.

It was then I noticed the pigeon like girl was trembling viciously with her eyes tightly slammed shut.She seemed pale and sick.

What did I do wrong?

Did I offend her?

Ahhh....,I didn't like it when she's sad.

Why did I feel so?

But first I needed to know something else from her too.

Hence I asked her again,"Excuse me miss,can you kindly tell me who am I and how ended up here?"

Then nothing.

Only a silence responded my inquiry.....

The girl was deathly still.

What the hell!