Not Me

I hate it. I hate it. I hate it. I hate it. I hate it. I hate it. I hate it. At least I think I hate it.

I don't know if I actually hate it or not.

The reason I think I hate this situation is because of this whole new world. It's so different.

I hate this cheap bed, I hate this room, I hate my lack of knowledge, I Just hate it all.

I hate Mother, Father, my other brothers, Nox, and that girl Alicia, I hate them all.

I grew angrier by the second.

What started as a spark of anger quickly grew to a huge fire, engulfing a whole city, then devouring a country,until my whole world is plagued with fires made out of my wrath and pride.

I'm suffocating, I can't breathe in my own world, my eyes are getting teary by how mad I was.

I want it all gone. I want it to burn-

"Are you okay?" A voice called out sounding concerned. I turned my head to face the person. It was that girl from yesterday.

Why is she here? She isn't in the same outfit, but rather in a pastel brown dress.

I noticed she was holding something in her hand, I still don't know what that thing is.

I usually would yell if anyone entered my room while sleeping but this isn't my room, it's just a room in a place not of home.

I just nodded.

"I was worried, you seemed to be shaking" a glint in her eye showed she was genuine, "I think Damon said my name yesterday but just incase let me reintroduce myself" gave a poor attempt of a smile, "My name is Salem Xiao"

....Silence filled the room.

When you can't speak and the only other person here being someone you don't know makes for quite the awkward silence.

All of a sudden a loud ring can be heard.

"Hmmmmmmmmmmm Aaaaa Hahahaha" She groaned.

"Press the button, Reinhardt said if you woke up to call Damon and get some food...and....and to brush your teeth!" Those were the last words she said before she rushed out the room door.

I'm alone again.

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My phone is vibrating.

Reinhardt is calling.

I looked at Emily and told her I'll be back but I doubt she cared.

I hastlity walked out of the room and into the hall and answered the phone call.

"hmm?"

"Are you two doing okay?" Reinhardt asked.

"Y-Yes, Emily seems to be a bit down" I answered.

"Well that seems to be about right after all that's happened…."

"You still won't tell me what happened"

A sigh could be heard behind the phone, "I can't tell you, we talked about this-"

"Can't or won't? You know this isn't something that happens in Deaor!"

"I love you and that's why I don't tell you things, just remember that Salem"

I stayed silent for three seconds, she began saying something else but I didn't listen and hung up.

"I love you too..."I mumbled as I made my way out of the hospital.

I wish Reinhardt would tell me these things. I know the cases she takes outside Deaor take a huge toll on her, I just wish she wouldn't bear that burden alone.

"Damon, I'll be g-going now..."

"Alright dear, stay safe"

I nodded while I walked out of the white building.

I smiled at the bits of liquid falling from the sky.

I should call Allen.

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Allen is someone I know from school. He helps me quite a lot whenever I'm behind on something, comforts me whenever I am not in the best state of mind, brings me treats, he's just the best.

I just hope Reinhardt opens up a bit. After all, who wouldn't be curious when the first murder in years comes up?

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I don't think I'm me.

My hair isn't the same blonde, it's black with a bit of a purple hue to it. I'm way bigger than I was before. Damon calls me by another name. This room seems to hold technology far advanced than my homeland.

What I'm trying to say is that one doesn't need a mirror to know that they aren't in their body. If I'm not me, who am I? What happened to me? How did this happen? I wasn't kidnapped, was I?