Do You Still Love Me?

Chapter 6

Flashback

"I'm telling you it isn't safe. Not for her, not for any of us."

"Oh shut up will you? She's fucking fantastic. She knows how to take on even the most powerful of people. I trained of her well."

"Doesn't matter, she will die."

"No, no, no. You can't let her. Promise me you will save her if anything goes wrong?"

"Why not just make her stay?"

"I want you all to see what I've created."

"Right....fine I promise."

"Good."

END OF FLASHBACK

Cherry's P.O.V.

I wake up to see Brad staring at me with a glazed expression. I snap my fingers and he looks at me and relaxes instantly, like he's comfortable around me. But not just comfortable...it's like he has known me for years. The way his eyes look over me in a protective manner...weird.

"Good morning." he says jokingly.

"Fuck off."

"Not a morning person?"

"I just hate when me and Jake fight. I mean he can get pretty violent, he's never hit me, of course, but I he takes it out on others and I just feel responsible for their injuries."

"Well he shouldn't yell at you-"

"SHUT UP!"

I roll my eyes as I hear the loud, booming voice of my boyfriend. God he can go fuck himself. I can't stand him, so why am I with him? No really, why am I? He treats me like shit half the time and I'm not happy here. Sometimes when I dream I get weird visions, visions of what may be the past. I'm with some guy..and I seem so happy, there's also a little girl. Did I have kids? Surely I would remember giving birth...but...who is this guy? I feel like if I could find out who he is I could solve some kind of puzzle and finally know who I am.

Jake told me some bullshit story when I first woke up here. That he saved me from the streets, saved me from cold and hunger. I, of course, don't believe this. Jake isn't the type to save the homeless or the needy. He's the type to ridicule them, make them feel worse about their situations than they already do. God he's a dick.

"Cherry?"

"What? Oh, sorry I was just thinking. I had this weird dream."

"What about?"

"Me and this guy...well he was a guy I think. He sort of looked like a...clown...but a monotone one. He was really cute. And I was there, with him, and this little girl. She was the cutest little girl ever. We were all laying on the grass, looking at the stars, laughing, hugging, being happy. What do you think it means?"

"Sounds like a memory.."

"Yea...it does....I wish I knew who he was, then I could leave this hell hole."

"Why don't you anyways?"

"I don't remember my past, at all. Don't know if I have family. I have no money, no house, no food, nothing. I choose to believe his bullshit for now...until I find something better to believe."

"CHERRY!!!!!"

I growl and stand to go find the asshole I call a boyfriend. As I pass by I tell Brad he can stay here or go somewhere, there's no more practicing for the day. Then I leave the room with another eye roll and head down the hall, Jake's yell getting louder with each step.