Allison's POV
"Now blow out the candles, sweetie" my mother said.
My 11th birthday?
I blew out 11 candles and everybody cheered and started to dig into the cake.
"Allison!" someone yelled.
I turned around and saw my best friend in the entire world.... Calum!
Wait, Calum's my best friend? I always remembered it being Amanda.
"Come here!" he yelled again. "I want to show you your present."
We went outside to my backyard and into my treehouse. Calum and I had built it with my dad last summer and ever since it's been our favorite place.
"So what's my present?" I asked after we finally climbed inside.
"Look" Calum brought out a tiny golden box with little tiny horses painted on it.
"Open it" he said.
I opened the box and there were two people; a boy and a girl.
They were holding hands skating. A little tune started to play.
"Oh Calum this is great!" I thanked him.
"Your welcome, anything for my best bud"
I noticed a little white button on the side of the box and pushed it. A drawer opened. There was a mini happy birthday card inside.
"Calum your the best."
"I know"
I was going to give Calum a kiss on the cheek like I always did since it never meant anything. Just as I was about to reach his cheek he turned his head and I accidentally kissed his lips.
I pulled away quickly because it was kinda weird kissing my best friend.
There was an awkward silence for a while until Calum finally broke it. Thank god.
"We should get back to your party before your parents start to worry."
"Yeah. There's nothing weird between us now is there"
"No I know it was an accident." He said with a small smile. "But I wish it wasn't" he mumbled.
"What was that last part" I asked.
"Nothing" he replied quickly.
I set the music box on a desk in the treehouse and made my way out. Calum made his way down the ladder and I was just about there until I missed a step and fell and I hit my head on the ground, hard. The last thing I saw was Calum rushing towards me. Everything went black.
I woke up.
Whew. It was just a dream. Why do I keep having dreams of my childhood that didn't happen, or at least I don't remember ever happening. Whatever it was just some stupid dream. Where am I. I tried to move my arms and my legs but there was something holding them down and it wouldn't release it's grip on me. It was definantly a person, maybe two.
That's when realization hit. I had been kidnapped. In the park where I was suppose to meet Luke. By who was now the question that lingered in my mind. Who would do this. I have no clue except for Luke had something to do with this, and the last person I saw was Michael.
Michael wouldn't do this. He couldn't. Could he? No, he wouldn't.
"So your awake I see." a distant voice sounded. I couldn't see who it was due to the pitch black room but it was defiantly a guy and his voice sounded awfully familiar. But from where?
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The Quiet One l.h (On Hold) Editing
FanfictionLets just say karma, and in this case amnesia, is a bitch.