Memory Loss

Chapter 8

Before she had met David, Lydia's life was actually pretty normal. She lived with two friends, as they were young girls they would save up their money and then go out at the weekend. She would still visit with her family, and every day she worked at a boring office job, wishing for something better. But when she had got with David that all changed. When they first met he wasn't the evil man he was now, he was actually pretty sweet and kind to her, and he always made her laugh. He took her out to nice places and he was extremely nice to her family and friends, making them all like him pretty quickly. But after a few weeks that all changed.

She wasn't sure what had triggered that change, she still wasn't sure even to this day. But she knew from then on he wasn't the same and he probably never would be again. That saddened her, because she knew what a brilliant man he was, but that person was gone. It all started with her nights out with her friends.

As they had moved in with each other, she moving into his flat, he didn't like the fact that she returned from her nights out late and drunk. He said he got jealous of the guys they would sometimes hang out with and he started to stop her from going out so much, until she had completely remained at home. Her friends didn't like that, though he told Lydia they would just be jealous.

As time wore on he began to stop her from seeing her family and friends so much, she complained, but in the end he forbade her from seeing them. He was violent with her and because of that she was scared. Scared of what he might do to her and the people she loved. Because that was the kind of man he had become. In the end her job wasn't some place where she hated being, every day she looked forward to work. Every weekend she wished would go quicker, just so she could get to work, so she could get away from David. That was her only outlet, it was the only freedom she now had.

When she had woken up in the boys flat, she was scared not knowing where she was or who they were, but she was elated at the fact that she wasn't with David. Though she remembered nothing about herself, her life or anything else for that matter, what she did remember was David and how he was. She couldn't remember her life with him; she just knew it was something so terrible; she didn't ever want to speak of it.

Perhaps that was why she had lost her voice, she had been through something so traumatic, not only living that terrible life with David, but what he did to her that night. It had all been something so horrific; her voice had left so she could never speak of the horror of it all. Spending all that time with Gary her faith in guys had been restored. She had really fallen for him, but then he had let her down again, just like David.

"I don't know what the hell you're talking about David. Just leave me alone and we can both get on with our lives." Lydia stood from the bench to leave but before she could get away, David grabbed hold of her arm, preventing her from moving any further. She turned to face him, only to be taken aback at how close his face was. He stared into her eyes, he looked angry, which wasn't unusual. But this time he looked like he was really pissed off with something, as if this time she had purposefully gone out of her way to annoy him. She also noticed how he looked like he wanted to hurt her.

"David..."

"You're not getting away that easy. You know you have something of mine. I want it gone." She frowned at him. She was utterly confused with what he was saying; it was as if he was talking a foreign language.