Amnesia

Chapter Seven - 'who was I?'

The last bell vibrated and I was reunited with Chase. I hadn't stopped thinking about him. He kissed me goodbye at the gate, where I waited for Adria.

10 minutes later Adria arrived. After waving goodbye to her friends and hugging her closer friends, Adria begins to walk with me back to our house. I'm already unsure of how to get back, since only following the route once this morning.

"How was your day?" She asked me politely, examining her nails.
"My friends are all nice and supportive, apart from this one girl Danielle." I reply, giving her a shrug.
"Jealous of Chase, huh?" Adria smirked, knowing about Danielle's jealously.
"You know about him?" I ask consciously.
"The whole family does," She informed me, "you two were together long before your amnesia."

I fell silent for a second. Remembering what Hannah told me earlier. I had been with him for a long time and the fiver incident wasn't so long ago that the guy had got over it. I felt a bead of sweat fall down my face and then blamed it on the heat. No, I didn't have to explain myself to Adria, but to myself.

"What was the old Vienna like?" I furrowed my eyebrows, suddenly remembering the previous note to self.
"Do you want my honest opinion?" Adria frowned.
"Yes."
"She was a queen bee, not a care in the world. All the boys wanted her, she treated them all like dogs." She looked back at me, "Disgusting reputation yet popular as hell."

How could've I woken up a completely different person? I was the most popular girl, the queen bee. I had been in a relationship with someone absolutely stunning and we had been the 'it' couple (and still were I guess). I had worn disgusting clothes and had a reputation to match. Had I cheated on Chase for a measly five euro note?

Most importantly - who was I?

I shrugged it off and put my mind to rest. This increased stress was not helpful. I needed to keep my cool and not give a damn about what the old Vienna did. I had been handed a second chance on a silver platter and I needed to use it.

We had just reached the house. I gazed at it, I certainly like our house. No particular reason, I just did. Adria opened the front door for me, "We're home!" She called through the house, making me jump.

Joe walked toward us from the lounge and hugged us both. "How was your first day back Vienna?"
"It was alright." I forced a smile upon my face.

Alright was the furthest thing from it.

I raced up the stairs and dumped my bag on my floor. Hopefully it wouldn't get buried again. I pulled out my phone and launched myself onto my bed. Once comfortable, I spent hours on my phone. I accessed everything that could tell me more about who I was.

There were two voice recordings and hundreds of photos that could indicate who I was. I listened to the recordings first. The first one was of someone singing. It sounded like me and someone else. Our voices were beautiful. I felt a sudden urge to find out who that was.
The second was of the sound of popcorn popping. I assumed that I was a little thick.

The photos were many group photos and selfies. Maybe too many. Selfies with many of my group of friends, selfies with Chase, selfies with a girl I hadn't met. Lots of selfies with the girl I hadn't met.

I called Adria into my room. It sounded like a needy, help me cry. She walked in quickly, "Vienna?"
"Who's is this girl?" I held up my phone and flicked through selfies and photos of the girl and I. Her expression (which was previously laughing at me), wasted away, leaving a regretting look.

"Her name was Holly, she was Joe's girlfriend." Adria miserably muttered. "You and her got on really well, mainly because you had identical personalities."
"I used to be a horrible person," I stated an obvious fact.
"So was she in a certain sense, but it's disrespectful to say that now she's gone."
I nodded signaling for Adria to complete the story, desperately wanting to know more about her.

"As I said before, she had an identical personality to the old Vienna. She was a queen bee and had people bow down to her. Despite all that she was deeply in love with Joe, when she was around him she changed. She was like her old self without him though. Then she lost her popularity and people began to hate her. Things got bad, then worse. Then she..." Adria abruptly trailed off.

I knew what she was about to say, nothing else needed to be said.

I know that this is upsetting. I apologize for anyone this had the potential to upset.

My favorite line this chapter was...

The second was of the sound of popcorn popping. I assumed that I was a little thick.

I wish you all a nice day.
Liv