A Forgotten Beginning

Chapter 7: Back To School With Nothing

I stared blankly at Adrian's sleeping figure. I hadn't wanted him to leave, I was scared the loneliness would swallow me if I let him go.

'The pills,' I scowled. 'Those stupid pills.'

The door to my memories had slammed shut and try as I did, I couldn't remember anything.

I had shouted, I was told, something about a boy named Jay or something. I could only think of a boy in my class named Jayson. I knew I had to remember something, it was important, but I didn't know what.

I stood up and paced, frustrated with my own lack of knowledge.

"Megan?" Adrian said wearily.

"What!" I snapped.

"Aren't you going to sleep?"

"Sleep? Are you serious? When you blocked my memories!" I laughed. "I need to remember, Adrian. There's something important I need to remember."

"Oh, okay... Well, at least we know the pills work." He said awkwardly.

"Work! I can't remember anything!"

"Hey, it's not my fault! The memories were hurting you, look at your arms. We couldn't leave you to keep doing that."

"A few scratches on my arms is a tiny price to pay to remember. Anyway look at yours."

He lay a hand across his own scratch marks shamefully but his words were still filled with anger. "Well excuse me! You're telling me that you'd prefer to be in pain..."

"If I could remember my past? Yes! Look!"

I ripped off the bandage on my left arm and ran my nails along it, ripping the healing skin.

Derek burst through the door then and snapped me out of my angered state.

I stared in shock at Adrian, who had spasmed off the bed and onto the floor. He rolled over and I saw his red eyes.

"Megan, stay back!" Derek warned but I had already knelt by Adrian's side.

The blood too close to let go, Adrian lunged, his body pinned me to the ground as his fangs pierced my neck.

"Adrian." I gasped.

I could feel his hunger, his thirst for blood and I knew that my blood was keeping him strong. I stopped struggling and, instead, wrapped my arms around him.

"Megan." Adrian whispered his voice shaking.

I opened my eyes and saw Adrian's eyes were green again, wide and full of horror but they were his, not the beast's that lived within him.

"Better?" I said weakly.

"Why didn't you stop me?" He shuddered.

"You needed it."

He lifted his body weight off me slightly by resting on his elbows. Our bodies perfectly align, only a centimetre or two apart.

Adrian sighed and rested his head on my shoulder. I held him tighter, my arms around his waist and whispered in his ear, before blacking out, "Stay."

***

"How dare you drink her blood! Are you happy now?"

"Don't start throwing accusations at me, you long for her blood too, don't think I can't see it."

"Adrian?" I whispered.

"He's outside." I opened my eyes to see Rixin sitting by my bed and Arigin standing by the door. "Lord Ambrose asked us to keep an eye on you," Rixin continued. "Do you need anything?"