~Fading~ [original story]

Loneliness. That was the first feeling that overwhelmed my fragile mind. My chest hurt like I had been running miles, but if I had been, I couldnt say. The cold white blanket under me numbed every exposed part of my body. My hands didn't seem to be there, and my face stung with every single touch. My vision soon came back, and I could see I was in front of a house that had few lights on. Something inside me told me to go into the house, something told me it was where I would be accepted.

Trying to stand was the worst pain yet. It sent shocks of stabbing pains to my head alone, and my legs were clumsy and weak now. I limped quietly to the house, hesitating when I reached door. Without thinking, I opened the door and stepped in. The light was blinding compared to the darkness that hung outside and gave me that sense of loneliness.  I was no longer lonely, though. I was greeted by a girl. Sayla. The name echoed in my mind when the girl ran to me with an excited face. When she got close enough to get a good look, her smile faded.

"I should run a warm bath... You look frozen!" Sayla told me with a giant hint of worry. She grabbed my numb left hand and led me into a bathroom. It was so calming in there, and the tub that was already being filled with warm water was a decent size, too. Sayla grabbed a towel from a cupboard and threw it at me.

I caught it instinctively, "Sayla...?" I said unsurely, watching this kind girl. I really hoped this was her name. Maybe I could tell her that I couldn't remember my name.

"Yes...?" She replied. So her name was Sayla. What a nice ring.

"Could you stay in here.. I have a few questions.." I searched through my mind to finish this sentence. "I have a few questions about myself.." I waited for her reply. There was none. She only turned the water off as steam floated off of the water that rested in the tub. 

Sayla stayed quiet. Was she thinking about an answer? I tried to study her face, but it showed no sign of confusion or hate. Just concern. She let out a sigh and nodded. "get into the tub before you catch a cold. I'll do my best to answer your questions."

I stepped into the tub a few minutes later after stripping off layers of clothing. Sayla sat next to the bath tub in a nice wooden chair that matched the counter of the bathroom. I felt something tickling my back and realized it was my hair. A blonde color, like Sayla's.

Sayla had pure blonde hair that she kept curled. It was hoisted up into a pony-tail style. Her eyes were a bright green. A very pretty shade of green, in fact. Her skin was very pale like she never went outside, and her lips were almost always curved into a caring smile.

After examining her appearance, I finally began debating on questions. There were so many that raged through my mind.

What is your relationship to me, what was I doing outside, Where am I, and most importantly, who am I?

But my dry lips didn't move to speak any of them. Sayla looked at me with patient eyes that showed the biggest concern.

"Who are you..?" Finally escaped my withered lips.

"Sayla... your sister...?" Sayla replied, looking a bit hurt. "We are twins. Age 17." My question was answered.

"Who am I?" I asked, this time it wasn't an escape question, I had released it willingly. She seemed trustworthy now.

"Your given name is Juliet." Sayla replied sternly. Juliet. Not near as nice as Sayla.

I nodded, and sunk farther down into the soothing water.

"you have Memory Loss.." Sayla suddenly said, staring off. It was like she had read my mind. Sayla seemed to be surprised by this statement herself, like she didnt mean to say it. "you must have memory loss..."

I looked at Sayla, only to see her mouth shaped into a frown. Her lips quivered and her breathing became unsteady. I was certain, this emotion was called Sadness. She was going to start crying. She left the room, though. I couldn't see her cry. I washed my hair and then got out. Sayla had brought in Pajama's for me to sleep in, and told me which room to go into.

I slipped into my clothing and then walked into my room that she told me to. She was waiting on the bed, her hair curled against her back, but it was certainly longer than mine. She was brushing her hair out now, in the same pajama's as me.

"Sayla.." I spoke, "what was I doing before... I came inside?" I asked her.

She froze at those words and set the brush in my lap. "You got mad at me and told me you were going for a walk. We had no idea it would snow. In fact, we had a blizzard. You fled the house in anger. When the blizzard hit you didnt come home. We called the police but they couldn't find you. I was worried sick!" She said, tearing up again. "Grandpa told me he was going on a business trip and needed sleep, so I was up all night waiting for you. You weren't home all day today, either. You just got home tonight..." She said to me, covering her face to hide the sadness that I swore I'd never see behind her cute happy smile.

"What exactly were we fighting about..?" I asked her. She shook her head and laid down, shutting off the lamp on her side of the bed. She must have been exhausted, and it was because of me. I laid down next to her and closed my eyes. I knew going to sleep was probably going to be hard now, but just faking it would be enough for Sayla. I wondered what secret she wanted to keep fro me, though. That thought was to be answered soon enough, and before I knew it, I was going to sleep only to have a nightmare.