To Kill A Girl

Chapter One

Present

Black.

I remember seeing black when it started, just black. To me now I figure it was kind of like that moment after you click reset on a computer and the screen turns black, it was that kind of black. A new beginning black.

When I try to remember anything beyond that moment my brain hurts, there's a searing pain in the back of the head like I'm not supposed to remember back that far. I know I had a life before it happened, I just don't know what it was like, I don't remember who I used to be. Maybe I have a family somewhere, living in a house opposite the local bakery, maybe my mum and dad owned a small business and I went to a little public school. Maybe I had friends, maybe they miss me... Or maybe they can't remember me either. Whatever my life used to be like, it was gone now. Wiped from my memory like it never happened it the first place. I don't blame them though, they needed us to be focused, family would only get in the way. I don't know why I was chosen, I don't know why any of us were. All understand is what they need me to do, and I can do it.

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Past

The black abyss vanished once I peeled open my eyes. I expected to open my eyes and see a familiar sight but instead once they were opened I let out a choked screech. My voice felt rasped and rugged like I had been screaming all night. Maybe I had been, as I was sitting in a hospital room. I searched my memories of last night thinking that maybe I would remember how I got myself into this mess, how I ended up in hospital. As I looked back my head started to ache. I clutched the sides of the hospital bed and groaned. Why couldn't I remember anything?

Where the hell am I? What the hell happened?

I rubbed my eyes, and looked up. Grey walls surrounded me on either side, there was a door on the far side of the room. My heart pounded in fear like a mouse cowering from a cat, it's whole body shaking in terror. Why was I here? Where was my family?

I froze.

My family.

My head ached when I tried to visualise the face of my mother and father, I cried out and gripped the sides of my head.

I couldn't remember.

Why couldn't I remember?

I felt a dull ache on my right arm, a slight pressure in my wrist. I glanced down and my eyes widened, I was attached up to a IV containing a bright purple liquid. I felt my heart start to race and a thump of adrenaline glide through my veins.

What the hell was going on?

My head was spinning, thoughts racing and emotions as strong as iron caused through my blood. I screamed out before spinning into darkness.

* * *

"She's stabilising"

There was a muffled blur of voices and the soft beep of a heart monitor. My eyes felt heavy as if someone had tied little weights on the lids and they were softly being pulled down. I struggled against the weights and fought to open my eyes.

A women wearing all white was leaning over me, eyes curious, she smiled when she saw me looking up at her.

"Good to see you're awake" she nodded at me and ducked backwards to scribble something down on what looked like a clipboard. I clutched the bed as I sat up a tad, my fuzzy eyesight growing clearer within the minute.