The Fallen

Chapter 2

The next day I decided to ask my parents if they knew how I ended up having amnesia. The only answer I got, was that they found me in the forest that is west, a little bit far away from home. Obviously that's suspicious. But who knows, they might actually telling the truth. I would appreciate it if they were a little bit more detailed.

"So what you're saying is that both of you found me unconscious inside the forest in the middle of the night," I spoke with my monotonous voice while giving both of them a gaze filled with doubt.

"That's right."

"Okay then what was I doing there? Didn't I said anything to you?" I questioned while crossing my arms. Both Kelsey and Tomas exchanged glances and finally turned to face me.

"You see honey, you told us that you were going to visit a friend of yours but...hours passed and you still didn't show up. We tried to call you but you wouldn't pick up your phone which made us worry even more," replied my mother and I sank deeper into the couch. A small sense of guilt washing over me.

"Me and your mother decided to call your friend's parents instead but they said they they didn't saw you at all. Afterwards we started looking for you and finally found you inside the forest with blood all over your clothes," explained my so father and my eyes widened in terror.

"What exactly happened to me...?"

"Sarah, unfortunately we don't know what happened to you in the forest and that terrifies me even more. What happened out there is possible to happen again so please Sarah, sweetheart, please don't leave the house until you regain your memories," pleaded my mother and I bit my lower lip.

"There is a chance she will not regain them Kelsey," voiced my father and mother turned to glare at him with tightened fists.

"Take that back Tomas! She's strong enough to regain them!"

"Uhh...guys?" I said as I saw that this conversation was getting worse by the second.

"How are you sure about this?! I mean if she did in fact lost all her memories maybe, I say maybe, that's for the better!"

"For the better?"

"Then what about all the times we spent together? Our memories?!"

"We can make new ones!"

"Couldn't you just speak to each other? Only with conversation we'll all be able to find an answer to our problems," I voiced, louder this time, in order to bring peace inside the house.

Both of them stopped immediately and mother turned to see me with melancholic eyes, "You were always like this Sarah... It turns out you didn't changed at all. I'm really happy."

I didn't said anything as I only kept looking into my mother's chocolate brown eyes that were drowning in sadness.

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Day's passed casually. I still didn't felt completely comfortable around the house and with my parents. I preferred to stay inside my bedroom instead. I had many questions to make them but I was afraid of knowing the truth. What was I supposed to do? What was I supposed to say? What would be the best action to take?

I was scared of the future more than anything else.

Suddenly, a doorknob was heard and I got up from my laying position and sat on the edge of my bed.

"Hey there sweetheart, how are? Are you feeling alright?" asked my father with concern detectable in his voice.

"Yeah, I am doing fine." I said with a somewhat monotonous voice even tho I was glad to know that they cared.