Chapter 5

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Allie

            I poked my head around Aaden and looked at the gigantic white room in front of me. There were screens everywhere with pictures of the world and specific countries. I noticed that most of the screens had different pictures of Russia on them. I looked down from the screen and finally noticed all the eyes starring at me. My face started to get hot and I moved behind Aaden again.

            “ALLIE!!!” I heard my name and I thought the voice was familiar but I couldn't put my finger on it. I stepped around Aaden again and saw a tall blonde girl making her way to the front of the crowd. Her eye's were a gorgeous blue, and her skin was flawless. It was hard not to be jealous of her, but she looked nice enough. She quickly came over and gave me a hug. I guess that broke the ice because then everyone was running over and telling me how much they missed me and hugging me. Aaden got lost somewhere in the crowd. My heart started pounding hard in my chest and I began having a mini panic attack. Suddenly I heard a loud shout from a gruff and low voice and everyone turned around. I took this chance to find Aaden and lean against him. Aaden wrapped his arms around me.

            “I'm sorry Allie.” He whispered to me. He looked really worried so I just gave him a reassuring smile to tell him I was ok, when really I was still recovering from the hug attacks. I looked up at the man who had gotten everyones full attention and noticed that he looked just like me. “That, my friend, would be your big brother.” Aaden must have noticed the astonished look on my face and thought I needed an explanation, but I didn't. His eye's were the same deep blue as mine and his hair was brunette with some blonde and black mixed into it just like mine. He looked down at me and a look of relief flashed over his face. He jumped down from the desk he was on, from the corner of my eye I could see Erica admiring him and I couldn't blame her, he was incredibly handsome, just not my type, obviously...

            “Allie? Aaden! You found her!” My brother came running at me and Aaden took a protective step in front of me again. “Aaden? What are you doing?” His voice became rough and his eyes darkened with anger.

            “She doesn't remember you Derek... She doesn't remember me either, or any of you for that matter.” Aaden turned around and looked at me, his eye's were sad, and the adorably sexy smirk I had just grown used to was gone. I looked down at my hands and I could feel the tears start to come again. One dripped to the floor, and the silence was almost unbearable. “Allie, its not your fault.” I looked up at Aaden and a small, genuine smile was on his face and I decided I liked this one much better than the smirk. Aaden, moved aside and my brother, Derek I guess, came and stood in front of me.

            “Allie, whats the last thing you remember?” Derek's question stumped me. What do I remember?I asked myself. Certainly nothing from the last four years, right? I looked up at my brother and knew what I should do.

            “Maybe,” I started, “if I just get back into my regular routine my memory will come back...” My voice trailed off and I looked at all the people around me. None of them were smiling and some of them had tears rolling down their cheeks. Had I been friends with all of them? There were so many, how could I forget them all so easily? My brother looked down at me and a smile began to spread across his face.

            “Its a long shot, but maybe your body remembers things that you don't. So, you're going to stay?” He looked at me hopefully, and I couldn't say no to him. He looked at me with so much love in his eye's, and even though I didn't remember him I couldn't help loving him back. I hugged him and he squeezed me back as tight as he could without squishing me.

            “Yeah, Derek. I'll stay.” I whispered.

            “Alright, come on, I'll show you your room.” Derek wrapped his arm around me in a brotherly manner and guided me up the spiral staircase to my room.

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