Remember Me

Luna

Chapter 1: Luna's POV

"I'll find you no matter where you are."
I jolted awake, pulling myself out of the dream I was having. It was more like a nightmare; it was a recurring dream/memory of letting go of someone I didn't want to. I would try to reach out to him in my dream, but I couldn't. We were too far for me to get a grasp on him. I try to also call out to him, but I have no voice. No words are coming out of my mouth, and I'm just stuck. Being pulled further and further away from him.
God, I thought to myself as I sat up with my knees tucked under my arms. I thought I had moved past this. I felt that Dr. Redrun and I had talked this all through, and these nightmares would halt. I finally figured I could close my eyes and rest, knowing that the pain of that memory would fade. But it hadn't. I would have to make an appointment for another session with her soon.
I rolled over onto the side, reaching for my phone on the nightstand. The clock on my phone read 8:00 am. SHIT!!!!!!! I jumped out of bed, racing to my bathroom to hurry and get ready. I was supposed to be up an hour ago. I brushed my teeth and brushed out my hair, untangling my brown locks. I looked at myself in the mirror as I quickly curled my lashes and put on some mascara. I put on the mascara to make me look less zombie-like, and I also liked how it made my brown eyes pop. I didn't have time to do much with my appearance since I had woken up late.
FUCK, it was my first day at a new school, and I was already going to be late. I slipped on the school issued uniforms from the private academy I was going to be attending. I slipped on my skirt, tucking in my white dress shirt, I slipped my sweater vest over my head before finally fastening on my tie. I grabbed my converse and put on my socks that went just above my ankle.
My family and I had just recently relocated from Meridian City. We had lived there my entire life, but dad got offered a huge raise if we relocated to the city of Thunderbay. I am not quite sure what my father does for a living; all I knew was he did a lot of business with other wealthy men, which had something to do with properties. But it's not like we needed the wage increase. We were one of the most affluent families alive. The Fernandez family was a name that everyone knew. We came from old money, meaning our family has always been wealthy. Hell, the house we live in now has ten bedrooms, six bathrooms, a media room, a double-way staircase, and an indoor gym. Did I also mention the two swimming pools and one of them is also indoors?
I was sad to leave Meridian; I loved it there. All my friends were there. I was going to have to leave everyone behind again. I was starting a new school and not at the beginning of the year either; I joined the school two months in. School started in August; I was starting at the beginning of October. Which meant one thing, I was going to be the new kid. I never enjoyed that feeling; you start as an outcast, and chances are you stay that way.
I got to the dining table, where my family was seated. There were five members of the Fernandez clan. My father Luther, my mother Linda, my brother Luka, and my sister, Lynette. Yes, all our names started with an L. It was intentional of course because when my parents started dating, a family friend of theirs suggested naming their kids, with names that start with L to keep the tradition going. Of course the guy was joking but my parents actually thought it was a good idea.
I was the youngest of my siblings, Luka and Lynette were twins and were two years older than me, already away at college. Lynette was studying to become a Dr. at Cambridge, while Luka was at Julliard studying to become a professional cello player. They were both on fall break so they were staying at the house visiting until their break was over. I liked having Luka home, even though he and Lyn were twins, it always seemed like me and Luka bonded more. We both had the same interests; music, art, Star Wars, and superheros. Lyn wasn't interested in those kinds of things, sure she loved reading but she was more materialistic loving fashion, magazines, and getting in on the latest trends. Her favorite activity was shopping. Which don't get me wrong, I'm always down for a good shopping spree. But not the kind that makes my father turn red in the face learning that $1,200 was spent on a singular shirt at Burberry. She believed my obsession with superheros was weird and was something I needed to grow out of.
"Guys won't wanna date you Duckie, if you're so childish and won't grow up." She would always comment when I would say something that to her standards sounded immature.
Duckie, that was my nickname from Lyn, it was a reference to the story, The Ugly Duckling. Mom says that the only reason she calls me that is because growing up that was my favorite story, but I knew the real reason why Lyn called me Duckie. I wasn't exactly on the latest trends before high school began. Before then I had just barely learned that your eyebrows were supposed to be seperate and not so hairy on the top. I learned how to style my hair instead of just pulling it back all the time. I also learned how to apply mascara. And how to clear up my acne. In middle school I may have been a tid bit more hairy on my face and covered in red dots, which is why Lyn called me Duckie.
Now her nickname doesn't have the same effect as it did when we were kids. I wasn't ugly, hell I never was, I just learned to clean up my appearance. The more than enough attention I received from guys was most definitely proof of that. I liked who I was, I would never want to change who I am or my appearance.
"So Lu, are you excited for your first day of school?" my mother asked me in an ecstatic tone from across the dining table.
"I guess so." I replied with a shrug. I was eating the toast and eggs our house chef had made for breakfast and taking a sip of my orange juice.
"I'm sure you will be fine Lune, just ya know find one good person to be friends with and stick with them." my brother chimed in.
"Omg, you're so wrong, you need to be in with the cool kids. Find the most popular girls at the school and become friends with them, and also always date the star athlete." Lyn chimed in. I was half-listening to Lyn's advice focusing on hurrying up and finishing my breakfast so I can head to school. I took a sip of my orange juice as my brother began to speak.
"Thanks, Lyn, now we know who to go to if we want Lu to peak in high school!" Luka exclaimed, turning to look at Lyn.
I spit my orange juice out as I broke out in laughter. Spilling it all over the table I quickly covered my mouth with my hand after realizing what I had just done. Lyn scoffed, turning up her nose at Luka. One of the house maids came over and started cleaning up the mess I had just made on our dining table.
"Luna Devine Fernandez!"
Uh oh! I knew whose voice that belonged to. The head of the table or better yet, father dearest. My relationship with my father was a complicated one, ya see I wasn't exactly the standard for a proper young lady, my manners were good due to all the training and classes I had taken however the times when I slipped up he was there to catch it. And he never let it slide. He praised Lynette since she was the perfect imagery of what a Fernandez girl should be like. My mother was also the ideals of perfection raising the bar pretty fucking high for me to reach.
"How many times have I told you to stop slipping on your goddamn manners!" my father exclaimed, slamming his hand on the table.
"Luther, we do not take the Lord's name in vain!" my mother intervened.
We were a religious family, both of my parents being catholic. In fact we used to belong to Thunder Bay's church but that was a long time ago. He was a long time ago. We stopped going when we moved to Meridian due to how we didn't have a church near by us, the closest being in Thunder Bay. We would be rejoining the church this Sunday, my mother and father made sure of it. And all of us were required to go. I didn't mind church, I liked going into the confessionals, it gave me a way to release everything building in my chest in a peaceful manner. I liked going into the confessional booths even when it was empty due to how I felt free to say anything and everything out loud with no judgment.
"My apologies Linda" my dad turned to my mother apologizing while straightening out his tie. "but our daughter seems to have forgotten how to behave like a Fernandez."
"Calm down dad, it was an accident, things like that happen all the time." Luka chimed in trying to defend me.
"This doesn't concern you!" he waved him off, focusing his attention on me. "Luna, I will be scheduling more manners classes for you to take, seeming as if you have forgotten how to have them. Also, due to having an important dinner with a buisness partner of mine and his family, I will not have your improperness and lack of mannerisms embarrass our family." my father stated.
I lowered my eyes to the floor. That wasn't the first time dad had said something like that and it wouldn't be the last. I found now as good of a time to excuse myself and leave for school.
"Yes father, I understand." I let out.
"Good! Also don't forget you have your piano lessons after school today."
"Of course father, I'll be home as soon as school ends."
I scooted my chair away from the table, standing up and picking up my backpack to walk out. My family continued eating and finishing up their meals before they embarked on whatever their plans for the day are. I pushed in my chair and turned to walk, stopping before I got too far away from where my family remained.
"Um, mom?" I said.
"Yes dear?" she asked.
"Could you make me an appointment for another session with Dr.Redrun?" I asked in a more timid and hushed tone.
The room fell silent and everyone stopped eating abruptly. I felt the gaze of all my family's stares. Luka with a look of concern in his eyes. Lyn looked at me as if I was being dramatic and making a scene. My father was staring at me with a hesitant and puzzled look. And my mother with her eyes widening upon my request.
"Oh, I didn't think you needed to see her again." she stated.
" Why do you need to go back to therapy?" my father questioned.
"I'm having that dream again, and it's really messin with my sleep. I was hoping maybe talking to her again might help and might make it go away." I explained.
"Of course dear! I will call her today and schedule that. Now you should probably head off to school. I love you and I hope you have a good first day!" she replied in a tone where she was trying to hide the concern in her voice and cover it with joy.
'Thank you mom! I will try! I love you guys too."
I resumed my walk heading towards the garage before quickly hearing my father's comment.
"You are a Fernandez, Luna! Act like one today at the school."
My head hung low as I couldn't bring myself to turn around and look at him. I knew what he meant, if all eyes were gonna be on me I needed to act like the proper Fernandez girl my father wanted me to be.
"Yes sir." I replied.
And I picked up the walking pace making my way to the garage.
I exited the garage, and headed towards my car. A 2001 Mercedes Benz. He was a little on the ancient side but I liked the antiques. I hopped in the car and started it up, exiting my house's driveway and making my way to the school. Nervous for what the day ahead was going to bring.