Who Am I? [uncomplete]

Chapter two

"Sweetie, you got to be hungry, you're as thin as a twig." The motherly looking woman looked down at her with concern, "I know people nowadays think being thin is pretty, but it is really just not good for you. When's the last time you ate?"
She gave a trembling smile. She felt lost. She didn't know anything, the last time she ate, her parents' names, where she came from, who she was.
"I can't remember... I can't I just can't!"
Her eyes teared up, her body trembled, and despair swamped her. What was she going to do?
"Oh dearie," the woman took her into her arms, "Calm down, you can stay here until you regain your bearings. Oh and by the way my name is Betsy Jones, and that rude boy that was just in here is Jack Stanley, he's the neighbor's son; though he does stay here more than at his house. His parents are always traveling so I practically brought him up." Betsy gave her one more squeeze before walking out of her room and into the kitchen. "I'm going to make you nice hot soup and you'll tell me anything you remember. Okay sweets?"

"Sure Mrs. Jones." Elizabeth answered, looking around her, the room was small, but cozy, with light brown walls a large bed and a fireplace. Whose face was it that she remembered, why did she remember Jack's name, why was it in silver. So many questions plagued her mind making her dizzy. She felt weak, small, just a tiny dot in the giant world. Alone.

"Awww. Poor little girl, she can't remember anything and now she's crying." A mocking voice came from behind her and she hurried to wipe her tears.

"I'm not crying!" She said swinging her pillow at him, "And leave me alone!"

"Oh looks like Crybaby is getting feisty," he grabbed one of the dark purple pillows from her bed and swung it at her,

She glared, "My name is Elizabeth not crybaby!" she yelled as she ducked the onslaught of pillows and blankets he was throwing at her.

"Crybaby, crybaby, crybaby."

And with that, after yet another onslaught of pillows he left the room.

"God I hate that boy." She muttered just as Mrs. Jones came back in.

"What has that boy done now?" Mrs. Jones stared at the piles of pillows surrounding Elizabeth and then at her tear streaked face. "What has the boy done now? JACK!!!!!!!!!"

"It is fine." Elizabeth said leaning back on her headboard sipping at the steaming vegetable soup. Just as Jack slunk back in.

"He is just a pain, it is his nature, so you can do nothing about it." She smirked at the boy who was really starting to be a nuisance.

"Crybaby, you will pay for this!!!" Jack whispered in her ear. Before walking out the door once more.

Why did she have to lose her temper! He was a key to regain her memory and because of her temper she had made an enemy out of someone's whose help she needed.
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