The Fallen (On Hiatus)

Chapter 7

The next morning I had decided to take a small stroll close to my house, my feet slowly making their way through the thick snow and towards the tall and naked trees of the forest.

I didn't paid much attention on my surroundings. I just felt the need to breath some fresh air and calm my nerves down. I was angry, no, angry was an understatement. I was beyond furious. And the worst thing was that I didn't do anything to defend myself yesterday. I was furious towards myself.

"I was naive... But what could a person of no memories even do? Should I stop trusting anyone at this point? Or to just have faith in everyone instead? I don't know what I am supposed to do! I hate it! I hate having no memories of myself!" I thought as I fell on the ground and grabbed my hair in despair. My trembling widened eyes staring endlessly at the snow before me.

"Who...am I? What... What am I?!" I yelled as tears started falling down my eyes. My heart heavy and my unnerving breath speeding up.

"It really doesn't suit you to cry," suddenly, David's gentle voice reached my ears and I raised slowly my head to face his sorrowful gaze.

"David... I-I'm sorry... You were right all along... I should had listened to you," I breathed softly and his frown only deepened. New tears escaping now my eyes, "I shouldn't had been so harsh to you...,"

"Sarah..."

"It's my fault! I was too naive to even trust anyone at this point! Maybe... Maybe it's better to not remember anything!" I sobbed while hugging tightly my body with trembling hands and shut close my eyes.

Just then, I suddenly felt a warmth around my body. I opened quickly my eyes and only after a few seconds, I realized that it was David who was surprisingly embracing me tightly.

"Don't say that... It's not your fault and you most definitely aren't naive. You are just...too kind but that's completely fine. You, more than anyone else in this world, deserves to know yourself and remember your past. I... I just want to see you happy...," he voiced softly into my ear, his breath sending chills down my spine. My eyes widened as I slowly lifted my arms and hesitantly returned the hug. He in return tensed up but almost immediately tightened the hug even more, as if his life was depending on it, "You have your parents by your side... Even... Even me. I'm also here for you Sarah. I promise that I'll help you regain your memories."

At his kind words, I couldn't help but show a warm smile. Was it desperation that made me trust him? Helplessness? Or the genuine worry and kindness I felt from his embrace? I didn't know, but whichever reason it was, it really made me see my situation in a more positive light than before.

I rested my head on his shoulder and let the tears roll down my face once more. Hope washing now over my tired mind.

"I... I really don't understand you...," I chuckled and even tho I couldn't see he face, I knew all to well that his lips wore his usual smile.

"What if I told you that I don't understand myself either," he voiced with a light chuckle himself.

"Seriously tho... Thank you David...," I spoke softly as we both let go of each other, David holding a hand for me to take so I could easily get up from the ground. When I got up he flashed me a small, almost unnoticeable smile and began to walk away from behind me. When I turned to see him, he was already gone.

"You really love appearing and disappearing from nowhere, don't you," I laughed to myself as I began to make my way back home, with a much more carefree feeling surrounding my body and soul.

"Stranger, ghost, it doesn't matter who or what he is... I'm thankful to him for giving me the slightest of hope."

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