I wake up the next morning knowing two things.
1) I need to find Isaac.
2) She took it from me. She did this to me.
I honestly have no idea who to believe or what is true anymore. I get little snippets of memory ever so often. My name, or Hayden's eyes of darkness, pain, faces. I often think of the five strangers that visited me and that girl at the station. They all seemed so familiar, but I don't remember their names, or most of the time their faces.
I shake it away and stretch out of my bed. I tug open my closet doors, and I'm half sure these clothes are mine. I jump back onto my spine onto my bed, closing my eyes. I barely even remembered my house. What's going on? It feels like I just moved here.
Wait.
I struggle to sit up, and kick around some loose clothes on the closet floor until a shirt catches my eye. I pick it up, and am confused. It's a men's shirt, and it's crinkled and worn. It's so soft and it's grey color is actually kind of soothing in a way. I put it on, along with my white jeans and red converse, as I leave my hair as it is. I grab my bag and head out of the house. I climb into my car and start to drive.
I'm almost to school, and I check my car's clock. I assumed it wasn't working when it didn't change after a while, but then it slowly moved a minute. It's going super slow, and it scares me somehow. Suddenly, an image of Hayden comes into my mind, and I know this has something to do with her. But what?
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I fumble with my locker, everyone's eyes on me. I get it open, embarrassing myself, and slide my books in. I look over to see the same five teenagers staring at me. They sheepishly smile and come racing over to me. I almost run, because I have no idea who they are or what they're planning on doing. I back up a step and they all hug me,
"Grace! You're here!" They lean back at me, puzzled and ask what's wrong. I can't breathe, and they all look so unfamiliar. I hear a clock ticking in my head and I step back, causing the five teenagers to become even more puzzled. I softly say,
"I don't know you guys." ASs the words fall out of my mouth, time freezes. Well, not really. It just seems so. Everyone except for me and the five teenagers have left the hallways, and it looks so empty. It's almost teeth chattering. It's still, and the clock ticks slowly. I whisper,
"Hayden."
THe five all look around,
"Hayden? What are you talking about?" Suddenly, the tiny girl with curly hair who sat with me at the station screams, and I have to cover my ears. Her power. It's back. She stops screaming, and shakes,
"I-I remember! I remember everything!" How is that possible? suddenly, the clock ticks another minute, and a buzzing in my ears fills my brain, and I clamp my hands to my ears, groaning. I fall to the ground, wincing, trying not to scream. Trying not to show pain.
Hayden feeds off of pain.
And somehow, she's after me.
To destroy me.
I finally let out the most blood curdling scream, almost ripping my ears out, and I collapse on the floor.
Then, it hits me.
Like a wave on the beach.
I shoot up, and look at the not so unfamiliar teenagers in front of me.
I remember.
I smile, but they look at me puzzled. I get up, and brush myself off, then go rush into Liam, hugging him. He doesn't hug back, though. Weird. I step back, still smiling.
"Guys! I remember! I'm back!" I stand there smiling, but it quickly fades as they stare at me blankly. I shake my head, confused. I repeat, "Guys?" Nothing.
Then, Lydia shakes her head, Malia shakes, and Stiles gives me a blank stare. Scott holds his forehead, as if it's hurting, and Paige chatters her teeth. Cassidy looks at me with tears in her eyes, and Liam steps out, into the middle of the five. He looks at me for the longest time, blankly, trying to think. He finally asks,
"I'm sorry, who are you?"
