Telepath For The Rescue

Hey young blood

Doesn't it feel like our time is running out?

I'm gonna change you like a remix

Then I'll raise you like a phoenix

You're wearing our vintage misery

No, I think it looked a little better on me

I'm gonna change you like a remix

Then I'll raise you like a phoenix

-          Fall Out Boy: Phoenix

Memory. That’s an important part of your life, right? Without your memory you don’t know who you are or anything about yourself really. Without it you have no idea what made you, you.

What if you lost your memory? How would you deal with the fact that you didn’t know those people who are close to you? Who is part of your family? Do you have siblings? A girlfriend, perhaps? What makes you love them?

When you don’t even know what your own favorite food is? Or anything really, except the really ordinary things; like how to walk and talk?

You do? Then you must know how I felt. I had no idea who I am or where I was standing right now.

I took a deep breath, but then I remembered that I don’t need to breathe. I was a vampire and it’s kind of weird that I didn’t forget that when I got my memory loss, right? I guess you had to remember what species you were…

I was so lost in my own thoughts, that I didn’t feel anyone close to me until this someone pumps into me. I looked down to the girl I had my hand around, because if I didn’t she would’ve fallen to the ground.

This girl was just beautiful. I just had no other words for describing her. She had blonde hair that could have been kissed by the sun itself. Not to mention her brown eyes and they weren’t boring like brown eyes usually are. She also smelled just fantastic but I won’t eat her. That I swear.

She was wearing a rose print sun dress which suited perfectly for her body. It was like the dress was made for her. She was also wearing floral heart necklace which fit perfectly for her and was almost the same shade as her dress.

“I’m so, so sorry,” the girl told me after I helped her up to her feet.

“It’s OK,” I replied to the clumsy girl. It was such a weird feeling to hear yourself talk to the first time ever. Sure I must have talked before my memory loss, but I don’t remember it. I have only heard myself speak in my own head.

“I swear I didn’t see you,” she said to me and I smiled at her.

“Like I said it’s okay,” I assured her.

“What are you doing here at night anyway? And my name is Sookie Stackhouse by the way. This is my property.”

“Oh,” was all I stated to her.

“So…?”

“Hmm?” I wondered. What did she ask me again?

“What are you doing here? In my property…?” She asked me.

“Right… Truth to be told I don’t know,” I told her honestly, because it was the truth.

“You don’t know?” She asked in disbelief.

“No. I don’t really know anything, honestly,” I told Sookie.

“Nothing? Nothing at all?” She asked me shocked.