Deathly Love (Book 2)

Chapter Three

9 Months Later

"Kat, please be careful." My father warned me by using my nickname. He worried to much. I'm not the injured women I was 9 months ago from the explosion that happen while camping.

"Dad you know I have to go to my appointment if I want to try and recall any of my memories." I stated as I headed to the front door. I heard my father sigh impatiently from behind me.

"Are you sure that's even a good idea?" He snapped, causing me to jump a bit. He mumbled a sorry as he sighed in frustration and rubbed his temple. "I thought you would want this?" I asked tilting my head in confusion. He always acted this way when ever I had to go to my therapist.

"Want me to come with you? I want to see how the process is going." He stated eagerly. I quickly open the door and step outside. "It's find dad, I'll tell you if anything works! Now I have to go!" I exclaimed hurriedly before shutting the door and leaving the house.

My lost memory is a touchy subject with my father, I don't know why but I feel like he is keeping something from me. Taking my dads car, I begin to drive to the building. With my memory gone, I pretty much had to learn everything all over again, except for some basic things. Driving isn't one of those apparently, I had to learn all over again but it was kind of like riding a bike.

To get to the building only took five minutes from my fathers house, and another two to get to the highest level to get to the room my therapist was in.
"Hello Mrs. Tingley." I greet her as I slid into her room and shut the door.

"Hello dear, how many times do I have to ask you to call me Laurie?" She laughs lightly as she gestures to the chair across from her. 'Funny I don't remember her ever asking me to call her by her first name.' I thought to myself as I sat down.

"Sorry I must have forgotten." I apologize as I get comfortable. Laurie gives a sad and questionable look before pulling out a notebook. "First thing first, I must ask. What is the earliest thing you remember?" She asked me. While getting comfortable in her leather recliner, I think about her question. 

"All I can really remember is a couple days after the incident, with my dad trying to help me re-learn things that I learned once. He told me some basic information from what he knew but that was about it." I declared as I grew frustrated with myself. I hated not knowing anything, it was like a part of me was missing. Obviously a part of me was messing but nothing seems to help. 

"Katherine I would like you to take this notebook home with you, okay?" Laurie demanded as she slid a old notebook across the glass table and over in my direction. I grabbed it off the table and looked over the front cover. "It has all the stuff we talked about since our first meeting, I think you should have it and look it over. There isn't much I can really do anymore." She stated sadly, causing me to frown. 

"One more thing I would like to ask you." Laurie stated with a bit of hesitation. I cocked my head to the side and waiting for her to continue. "Does your dad give you something to drink at night? Like some kind of routine?" She asked. I was confused, what would this have to do with anything.

"I suppose so." I mumbled. "Every night he makes us hot tea that I drink before bed. We apparently use to do it all the time, back to when I was a little kid." I declared as I tired to remember what my father told me about it. Laurie made a 'Hmm' sound as she stared out of the window. 

"Do me a favor and not take it tonight." She demanded as I titled my head. "Why? What would that possible help?" I asked growing confused. "I think... I think he is drugging you." She stated kind of quietly. "What?! He wouldn't do that to me." I declared, a little bit angry that she would accuse my father of that. 

"Please Katherine, just listen to me okay? Just one night, do not take it. Hide it from him, let him think you took it." She demanded fast as she reached across the table and grabbed my hands. "Please do it for me. And if you some how remember this conversation we are having right now, come right back to me, okay!?" She pleaded.

With nothing else left to lose, I nod my head. "Okay." I mumbled as we both stood up. "Read over that tonight okay? Make sure you father doesn't know about it either." She stated as she walked me to the door. 

"I'm hoping that I am wrong but you condition just doesn't seem right." She mumbled as she gentle pushed me through the door. "Have a good day Laurie." I smiled as I looked back at her. "You too Katherine, and please remember this day." She whispered right when she closed the door. 

I promised her that I would not take the tea, but my father wouldn't do this to me. He wants me to get better just as much as I do. But deep down inside I doubt myself and felt like he might just be lying to me after all. There was only one to find out though.