Psychotic Love

F I V E

Chapter Five
MAX - Lights Down Low (ft. gnash)

"and here is your room Ms Ivanna"

I was held in that stinking torture cell for two whole days before the finally released me. It's been two days since I've last seen Mr Vasiliev and had our little discussion about my coming living circumstance and the customs of his manor.

I will be staying at his manor for the next week or two until his best profile investigator can find out information about me and my forgotten life. He was curious and I couldn't say I wasn't either. The profile investigator will track everything down to the very last detail-To the point of where and what time I was conceived, what are my parent's full names. The profiler will even discover my most loved shading of colour. I should be slightly scared of what the profiler could find, but I wasn't.

I could have made an erotic sex tape before the bump of the head and the profiler could somehow come across it and show it to everyone in the manor. That would be mortifying, yet I wasn't frightened. Like I should be.

There was one part of me deep down thinking I couldn't be something that dangerous. For some odd reason something in my head was telling I wasn't their enemy yet, I wasn't their friend either. I was just someone on the sidelines. I wasn't apart of their world before all this.

But now, it seems like I am.

At that point, my negative thoughts swiped in. The small amount of dread lingering at the back of my head. It was telling me that I wasn't different. I was exactly like them. Their reality is also my own. The world they lived and battled in.

That could explain how I battled them precisely. Exactly like them.

I couldn't imagine a girl my size with zero learning experience fight and take down two heavy grown men like I did only days ago. It was impracticable.

"Sweetie, you are dazing out again. You might have a concussion! Dear lord, I should go get one of the boys!" Mrs Smirnov was ready to run out the doors, but my hand grabbed onto her's. Stopping any of her further movement.

"Mrs Smirnov," I said slowly trying to stop her jittering nerves and emotions " I am perfectly fine. I was just thinking of something. Trying to start my memory up, that's all. You don't have to get anyone" I smiled, hoping she would accept my words and carry on

happily, she did "Okay sweetie. I believe you" she smiled and unexpectedly smacked my arm playfully "and don't call me Mrs Smirnov, I sound older than I already do! Call me Diana, I sound sexy and young when you call me that" She winked causing us to both laugh at her humorous words

Diana was an old short woman. She looked around the same age of Thomas, maybe mid 60's, or quite possibly early 50's from how much movement she was doing.

I wish I look and act like her when I am her age.

Diana had grey hair and grey eyes. From what Diana told me when she was my age. She had bright green eyes and blonde hair. All the colour she had before drifted away after the years. I felt bad, but Diana told me to not worry about, she said she felt sexy for her age. Bunch of guys still asked for her number. I couldn't help but laugh at her response.

Diana Smirnov was starting to become my favourite person in the manor so far.

"So this is my room Diana ?" I made sure I said Dianna instead of her last name. Didn't want to angry the poor women"No roommate or anything?"

"Oh, don't worry. No roommate, this room is all for you" She smiled and made her way to the bed- Or well, my bed and rested on it comfortably like it was her very own "Everyone on staff gets their own room. All rooms are the exact same. Same size and furniture. You can decorate all you want sweetie"