The past

"Alexandra listen to me, you won't remember this until I find you again but remember... I love you my future wife and only you." I can see an outline of a man whispering to me as my parents are pacing in the background. "But.. where are you going?! I don't understand! What's happening?!? Tell me. TELL ME", I scream as I suddenly awake. Master Angelo is holding me and I feel tears running down my face while sweat covers my body. As he whispers soothing words in my ears I look around, my mind still hazy. "What was that about Alexandra? Are you okay?.." I look at him with more confusion than ever before slowly becoming agitated. "Well MAYBE if you weren't hiding things from me that have to do with MY past I would know that the dream was about!" I'm tired of him keeping things from me. Does he think I'm that stupid I can't tell he knows about my past?! He looks at me with a look of shock written all over his face. So he really thought I didn't know.. "The memories will come back in time. Who am I to tell your body when your ready to remember your memories." His voice is steadily increasing in volume as he continues to speak. "I wasn't the one who took them in the first place!" My heart filled with sadness and confusion wondering why I can't remember the one thing that seemed to bring me happiness. I've lost everything and when I need it now more then ever.. he won't even give that to me. "All I can tell you is that, you need to learn your powers and how to use them in order to get them back. I will help you with this however I do not know how long this will take." My parents never got to teach me how to use my powers, they wanted to wait until they saw fit. It's very common among young vampires to lose control due to lack of blood and go insane, killing whoever or whatever in their path. "Okay, I'll do whatever it takes I just want to remember him..." I close my eyes trying to remember what I saw but I can't... it's like someone or something is forcing my memory into submission. Before I can get lost in thought Master Angelo picks me up and starts carrying me towards the bathroom. I look up at him, his face is blank but his eyes are filled with sadness. Like yesterday when he walked out of the bathroom... I wish I knew what bothered him so much. Seeing him like this.. and not knowing how to make him feel better makes me feel useless. He puts me down so I'm sitting on the countertop and starts to run a hot bath. Why is he being so...nice after I blew up on him like that? He goes to walk out without a word and instantly my hand flies up and grabs his arm. I look down at my feet and bite the inside of my lip wondering if I should speak or not. Before I realize what's happening his arms wrap around me and tears pool in my eyes. "Why do you look so sad every time you look at me..?", I ask quietly as a tear comes running down my face. I feel his body stiffen up, he leans back, whips my tear away and says, "because it pains me to see the one I care about the most tearing herself apart just to remember something that can make her happier." With that he shoots me a pained smile and leaves without another word. Uncontrollably, the tears come rushing down my face and I don't know why. What does he even mean by that? I strip myself of my clothes and submerge myself in the water. Pulling my knees up to my bare chest I stare at the wall slowly getting lost in thought. After 15 minutes go by I slowly get out of the water and dry myself off. I need clothes but I don't want to face him again, he'll have on a fake smile and pretend like nothing ever happened. I comb my damp hair out, wrap a towel around my body, and will myself out of the bathroom and into the room where master Angelo is missing. I don't know where he is but I don't want to talk anyways, I grab my clothes and undergarments and hurry back to the bathroom. Slipping on my undergarments I look at the casual dress I grabbed and smile. I'm not usually into dressing fancy, I wasn't really raised to it was always plain dresses for me. I slip on the plain white dress and it reminds of the one my parents got me for my birthday. A birthday isn't really a big deal for vampires as we seem to live longer then humans but in my family each day counted. Many people seem to take that for granted nowadays. I walk out of the bathroom and look through the many bookshelves occupying the walls along the large room. Many of the books were about supernatural beings, their powers, weaknesses, facts on each different one. None of these seemed interesting to me at all, except one book titled, "Memories". I grab the book, sitting on the edge of the bed I start to skim through the first few pages. "Memories are valuable things that cannot be destroyed, only hidden in the mind. Memories can be like forgotten things, still there but just unknown to a person." As I start to get lost in the words taking up the thin pages the book was yanked out of my hands. I look up to find Master Angelo, he shuts the book and reads the title. "Don't worry I've tried to find the answers in this book as well.. trust me it won't help. However you may read it if you find the book interesting." He hands the book back and looks at me cautiously as if he doesn't want to set me off again. "Are you hungry?", he asks with a concerned tone. "I've lost my appetite after this morning, however I would like to go on a walk through the garden. My parents always wanted to start a garden when we were younger but they could never quite keep up with it." I see sadness fill his eyes for a quick second, then he covers it up and smiles. Extending his arm, he gives me a charming smile that any woman would swoon for, and silently asks for me to take it. I take his arm and he leads me down the out of the room, towards the stairs, and out to the garden. I look around to take in the beauty and see many servants working to pull weeds, trim bushes, and make sure the garden was nothing less than perfection itself. As we walk along the path Master Angelo points out the different flowers. As we're walking we come across a singular white plumeria flower and I stare at it in awe of its beauty. "Your favorite flower if I remember correctly, a white plumeria. They each have unique smells, some as sweet as honey, while some as spicy as a pepper." I look at his with confusion, "so you are a part of my past but.. I wouldn't of told you that if we weren't close... Master Angelo, ...what are you to me?" His eyes widen at my question, he looks around trying to avoid giving me a answer. Is he the guy that keeps appearing in my dreams?