The Power Within: A Rose Full Of Emotions

14. Fading memories.

When I awake, I'm in a park but the colors aren't bright or colorful, their grey...you would think this was a old movie before colored film was made.

I'm standing on the grey sidewalk, I'm in full color, Red Hoodie, Blue skinny jeans, and my grey and white Nikes. As the demon appears in front of me, I see a big flash in my vision. For a second I thought I was electrocuted.

For once my vision wasn't blurred. My vision is perfectly fine when my anxiety, Post traumatic stress disorder, and my mind doesn't take over my entire body. My vision usually blurs when I'm really stressed or anxious. Which is usually all the time.

I notice the demon smirking. "What?" The demon chuckles and says, "No, No, carry on. I like watching you think in your own mind. Your thoughts are amusing to me." I asked confused, "Why?" The demon looks me square in the eyes and says, "Cause you're so stupid." He laughs like he can't hold it in any longer. I want him to hear me so I try my hardest to connect with him with telepathy so he can get a taste of his own medicine. I want him to subconsciously hurt.

Dick.

"HEY. THATS NOT NICE!" The demon shouts. He looks pretty angry but all I can do is smile and chuckle. "You don't like name calling, do you?" I say with an amused look on my face. The demon pouts for a moment before smiling like I fooled him.

"Clever girl." The demon says, while his back faces me. I didn't notice what he was wearing until I looked at his back. He was wearing a nice black suit with a black sharp tie, and black shoes, that make a satisfying sound as he walked.

"Admiring my awesome taste in fashion I presume? No, no, Don't thank me, I know I'm stunning." He says in a cocky tone.

"I wouldn't put it like that. More like a cocky asswipe who thinks he has good fashion but actually gets his so called "fashion" from his daddy." I say staring at him, basically drilling a hole in the back of his head with my glare.

"Atleast I have a daddy." The demons replied not looking back at me. The demon continues, "Well, you kinda have a dad...that doesn't love you..." We both chuckle. I don't know why I'm laughing but I actually thought it was funny.

I'm so messed up. "That you are, Miss Davis. That you are. Oh by the way, I'm Nathan. Nathan Douglas." I smile, "Our minds are connected right? So you can here my thoughts?", I say, walking slowly behind him. "Yep", The demon says, as he keeps walking, but I stop once I look over to my left. My mom sitting on a nearby bench, my real dad sitting next to her, with younger me on my dad's lap. "What's with the picture perfect family?" I ask, pointing to them.

Nathan stops and turns around, "Oh, that's your memories. But that one's not real." I look down and realize something I should have a long time ago. I say looking at him and saying in a quiet voice, "You've been lying this whole time haven't you?" The demon looks me in the eyes with a smile, "Maybe. Did I get you good?"

I chuckle, "Sure. What are we doing here? Where are we?" "Woah, Hold you horses,
Woman, Damn. Can't even think in this bitch. Oh sorry. But you are a bitch." I whip my head in his direction, "Thanks for the compliment Nathan. I love that you just get me, you know?"

He chuckles and I dismiss him by looking around, he finally answers my questions after another pouting session, "We are in your memories, but these memories don't exist anymore. I was telling the truth about that. But your brain is shutting down, which means your memories are turning grey. Which, means your forgetting and then when your brain shuts down completely, you will die. Bummer. I was starting to think we were getting close."

"Then why the fuck am I here talking to your lying ass!?" He whips his head in a dramatic motion and says, "Bitch, you think I want to be here!? I fucking hate this job. I want to be torturing people in hell, but no, I'm here with you you little bitch ass little 2 by 4!"

We end up bursting out laughing at ourselves. "We are so dumb." I say between my laughs. All Nathan can do is agree with a nod. "I agree, you are." We laugh even harder as I say, "That hurt." He says bending down, already laughing harder about what he's fixing to say. "Honey. It's only funny cause it's true." We start wheezing and can't catch our breath. I haven't laughed this hard in years.

Unfortunately, our laughter is quickly interrupted by my mind feeling like I'm being stabbed right in my temples over and over. I grab my head and tumble to the ground, wanting anything to stop the pain.

I want to blackout again. It was peaceful there. I want my memories back. I want my family back. I shake the thoughts away quickly and look back at Nathan, looking for an answer to why my brain feels like it's melting and he just shrugged. He has no idea.

"Oh Jesus , I'm gonna die with HIM?! REALLY!?" I scream out while looking up at the grey sky. I hang my head for a moment to focus on what I need to do to survive. I can't think of one god damn reason why I need to live. That's reassuring.

I look at Nathan, who is still standing there looking around. I didn't notice how grey everything was until I saw the grey strands of hair in my face. I'm turning grey too.

I hope the gang finds out what's happening to me. Maybe they have an answer. Ooh maybe I can contact Jack! I lower my head and concentrate the best I can to contact him but all I can hear is static.

I look up at the sky and lay down on my back. Nathan lays down beside me, both of us not wanting to die. He grabs my hand and I squeeze it to let him know he won't die, maybe.

I try again to contact Jack, but with Nathan's help this time. Soon enough I can hear Jack's voice. I scream out in my mind of course, but he doesn't answer, but I feel a light breeze and everything goes silent. The grey park fades to the hospital room.

I can hear the beeping monitors and a lot of people all talking at once. As I gasp for air and open my eyes wide, everyone is silent.

I feel a huge burst of energy force it's way throughout my body. My vision is purplish and I have some type of weird x-ray vision. As I calm down I can see everything clearly.

"That was fun. How long was I out?" Everyone just looks at me like I'm crazy. "Come on, we dont have all damn day. My brains shutting down. Spit something out before I forget all of you in the next 3 seconds." I say as Jack steps up, "Andrea, you've been in a coma for 3 months. I had to move you to another dimension so you would heal faster in your dimension. In this dimension though, you were out for 2 and a half years."

I laugh, "I'm sorry do what!?"