Some Pain can't Fade Away

Chapter Four : Testing

Two Months later

~ Eliza

"Feeling any different today?" Dr.David asked me.

"I just wanna go back to my old self." I muttered. After talking to Mr.Stevens- Michael or Ty those months ago... I'm still confused. He was friends with my boyfriend who name was Chris? My mom is dead. And he somewhat sorry for something. Don't get me started on that creepy dream. What was that? Who was that? Most importantly what was i doing there?

"Why?" He questioned.

I glared at him. "Why? I can tell you why, I don't like being clueless to things" i began to mutter. Coughing i starting talking in a normal voice "Not knowing people who know me and i was somehow close to them. I can tell that hurts them. I must've had an horrible past if someone won't tell me what happened. I just wanna remember."

"Ever since i had that dream-- that's what'll i'll dream every night." I added.

Was i a criminal and i stole some money? What money? Or is this my imagination? Are my dreams made up? Am i going crazy?

" Care to explain this dream?" He questioned looking over the rim of his glasses.

"It's not much-- But, Some guy keeps asking me for the money-- then he'll beat me with a belt..I'm not sure."

He stayed quiet as I bounced my leg up and down trying to calm myself. Who wanna stay like this for the rest of their life? If i so happened to have kids or get into an relationship and they ask me about my childhood what am i'm suppose to say? I'm sorry i don't remember anything. That'll seem like i'm hiding something. My past couldn't be that bad. How will i explain this dream if it continues?

Who am i kidding.

I was raped and domestically beated into losing my memory from some guy who was obsessed of me.

"I don't understand how 7 years of therapy wouldn't let me remember anything.. Aren't you suppose to be helping me?" i started to raise my voice. I was becoming angry with this. I was just now wondering? There can't be no cure. I might be stuck like this.

"Is there anyway i could find my father- since my mother is dead?" I asked with eagerness. Hope probably was vi sable in my eyes.

"We could do an DNA Test and look into the system and see--" he started.

"I'll do it." I said. I don't think i could stand being this way.

"You sure?" he questioned.

"I'm sure." I confirmed, he nodded before standing and walking out of the room wanting me to follow.

It wasn't long until we reached one of the labs in the rehab facility, going up a few flights of stairs and crossing the main floor where many people were lounging around and a whole lot of reporters and camera men being guarded from not getting inside.

When i was going to ask Dr.David he just plainly shrugged and with that we continued our journey.

~ Chris

"Chris! How does it feel to be out of rehab?"

"Mr.Brown, after escaping the facility for unknown reason, how do you feel getting out for good behavior?"

"Mr.Brown!"

"When will you and Tyga collaborate again?"

The last question made me glare at the reporter. As of right now me and Michael aren't friends. I might seem petty as hell for holding a grunge against him for nearly five years. He's apart of the reason that Jesse got Eliza and done something to her that caused her to forget everything.