Forgotten

A Little Brighter

I sat in silence as I stared at the beautiful woman. Her gaze never left my eyes.

"What do you mean 800 years?" I say shocked.

You have lived a long life. And there is some higher power here at play that desperately wants you to live forever.

"That.. that's a shame considering I'm locked in a damn psyc ward with no memory of who I am, where I come from, or who I know. Not to mention I can't use my own damn voice unless I'm in the stupid dream world where I have you telling me these silly stories and the apparent love of my life! Now I'm tired of putting puzzle pieces in the wrong spot so can you just tell me what the hell is going on ?"
My face turns bright read as I realize I hadn't taken a breath. I was so angry nothing made sense anymore.

You mentioned your voice, yes?
She says as she connects what I just said.
And a man correct?

"Yes and?"

This voice I can help with, it's partly my fault. When you are speaking you speak from your spirit or soul which is where I am. But I'm terrified that you'll fail again.

"Fail what? Just tell me."

We've had this conversation before. You and I. Only this time your angry which is different. It means your starting to remember, your starting to see things differently. What have you remebered?

I take a deep breath.
"I start to feel love, and passion. I feel it when I see him, when I see his face and the way he looks at me. I remember one night at a ball, we were dressed so nicely. We left and went to our special place. In the clouds where the moon sits in the clear sky. But it has to be just a dream. That's Not possible."

Perhaps stop thinking about things being impossible, instead think of things being right. What's right about this man? What's right about his touch or his gaze? Find out what's right and then you can remember what was. And maybe still is.

"But after I feel the love and the passion I feel nothing but pain and sorrow." I say sadly.

Without great pain can we feel great love.

She places her hand on my shoulder

You are more powerful than you think. Now it's time to wake up.

Her words echo as everything starts to blur to where I see nothing but her purple eyes that slowly fade to darkness.
***
I open my eyes to see that I'm back in the cold woods that dared to make my body shivver. I had so many questions in my head but none about the strange woman inside me.

Where is the mysterious man? Why did he leave? If I destroyed that part of myself will it even come back? Will we meet in the woods again?

So many things were roaming though my head until I hear a dog barking from a distance. Then the sounds of shouting getting closer and closer.

"Jane Doe are you out here? Follow the sounds of my voice."

I can hear Doctor Mathers voice echoing through the trees.

Well I guess of better get up. They'll find me either way and I'm actually looking forward to the chocolate jello they serve.

Doctor Mathers appears from the misty white fog and runs towards me so swiftly you can hardly hear his footsteps on the snow. He hurriedly wraps a blanket around me and carries me back to the rest of the officials. Who then turn back headed towards the hospital.

Mathers doesn't dare to set me down, instead he continues to hold me as he walks. I can't help but notice his Carmel complexion and beautifully dark wild curly hair.

As he walks I can't help but stare. He was just

"So cute."

He looks down at me and I can't believe my own self as I have finally heard my voice for the first time.

He stops walking and is still staring at me unbelievably.

"D-did you just... say something?" He says.

I look into those beautifully light brown eyes abdomen my mouth to talk about but he stops me and starts running back to the hospital.

As he's running, my hair hits my face and keeps getting in my eyes. At this rate I'm surprised we haven't fallen into the snow but he doesn't let go of me, he doesn't show one ounce of weakness as his legs move swiftly and hurriedly past the snow and into the hospital doors. He takes me to his office and sets me down on the couch.

Mathers then grabs a recorder and a pen and paper then sits across from me on a chair.

"Can you say what you said to me in the woods?" He asks

I think to myself, how the hell am I supposed to say that he's cute again without sounding like an insane woman. Not to mention I don't even know how I did it in the first place.

"Can you remember what you were thinking or how you were feeling that might have triggered you to speak?"

I give his a questionable look.

"Please, just try. I won't give up on you. I'm here for you."

Just as easily as he said those words I felt the feeling of being relieved. Relieved that he wouldn't stop until we found an answer. Relieved that we would do this together.

Then an aching pain in my head subsided my thoughts and I started to remember something else.

***
I'm standing in a room that's dark but familiar. I'm alone in a gorgeous blue silk dress. Looking around I can see that I'm in a room with beautifully decorated furniture and a bed that looks so comfortable I dared leave it. I hear commotion outside the closed door. Four maybe 5 voices and one in particular was familiar. His.

I start to walk towards the door and then he strides in, closing the door quickly behind him.

His blonde hair is so perfectly messy I wanted to badly to run my fingers though it.

He turns towards me and before I know he's pulling me in for a memorizing kiss.

"Mon amour, I'm sorry I was gone for so long I had to distract everyone else so we could be alone. Finally." He says before kissing me again.

"It's okay my love, the faces in the paintings were giving me grand company while you were away." I kid with him.

He chuckles under his breath then looks into my eyes not letting there be space between us. His hands are at my waist and his forehead against mine. It was all so perfect and gave me a feeling I'd never be able to unfeel. A feeling of security and safety as if he'd never let anything harm me or break between us.

"I've got everything ready, well leave right as the guards are changing shifts." He says taking my hands in his.

"Where will we go?" I ask.

"Wherever we stop, my love. Anywhere you want to go. We could go to Greece if you'd like or even Egypt. As long as were together I would let anything happen to you." He says then kisses my hands.

"I love you, Bel Ange." I say

He gives me a warm smile as the memory slowly fades and I'm back in the room with Mathers.

"Are you still with me?" He asks. "Where did you go?"

I look at him and out of no where,
"Bel Ange." I say right before I'm swallowed up by a dizzy darkness that is my subconscious.