I Will Always Love You

Chapter Twenty-Four: Memories

6 Months Later...

Jade West

"So what is it today? Another talk about my feelings 'cause I'm pretty sure that I've told you all the feelings I'm going to tell you," I said. "Not to mention all this feeling talk we've been doing for the past like... 2 months has gotten me nowhere with my memories."

"Talking about your feelings isn't supposed to help you remember, it's supposed to get you to open up about your life so you become completely comfortable telling me anything," reasoned Laura.

"Anything? Ms. VeraVerto, do you wanna know about my sex life because I mean, if your boyfriend isn't giving it out you can't just live vicariously through me." I wiggled my eyebrows and she laughed.

"I don't need to know anything about your sex life unless you wanna tell me about it. Not to mention, if anybody I imagine you'd be living vicariously through mine." She winked at me and I laughed. She was right, I felt almost as comfortable with her as I did with Beck.

"But no, we're not going to talk about your feelings or your sex life today, Jade," said Laura with a laugh.

"Oh?" I'm surprised. I expected her to make me cough it up again.

"We're trying something new today," she said with a sly smile.

"And that is..." I made a motion with my hand for her to elaborate.

"I'm going to put you under hypnosis."

"No fucking way," I responded coolly, leaning back in my chair. I might feel comfortable talking to her but I don't feel comfortable being so susceptible. She could make me start like... feeling myself up every time that someone said hi. I know she could do that because that's what I made Sinjin do two months ago. Eventually he promised me one thousand dollars to switch it back and I finally did.

"Come on, Jade. I'll even videotape it so that you know exactly what happened. I won't trick you or anything," said Laura. She held up her right hand, "Scouts honor."

"You were never a girl scout," I challenged.

She shrugged her shoulders, "Still counts." I smirked. "Jade please, don't you want to uncover some of your memories?"

"Well duh," I responded. "But not when I'm like... under your fucking control. I'm not controlled, I control."

"Don't think of it as control, think of it as..." Laura paused as she though of just the right thing to say. "You're controlling me."

I raised an eyebrow. "And how in the world would I be controlling you if I'm the one snoozing on the couch?"

"Well If I mess with you I'm screwed because you're the customer, I'm actually pretty much under your control."

I think on it for a few minutes before responding. "Okay. However, I want to see those videotapes and I want to be able to clearly see the numbers of the digital clock."

"Deal," Laura said, offering out her hand to shake. I shake and the deal is struck.

"Now, lie back down on the couch." I did as she said. She pulled a stopwatch attached to a string and started swinging it back and forth. "Now watch the clock and focus only on the sound of my voice."

A trustworthy voice echoed around the halls, "Now imagine your in a room with doors." Suddenly, I'm in circular room that never seems to end with thousands upon thousands of door and windows. "Choose a door," the voice said again. So I do, enchanted by the mysterious voice.

I looked down at the fish tank, filled with small fish that Trina called "Pooka Fish." Apparently she knew a guy. My gaze turned back to André, Robbie, and Trina. They all gave me a reassuring, all-too-gung-ho look. "Are you sure this is safe? Beck asked.