The Awakening

Chapter Sixteen

I hate that my head is pounding as I wake from a long slumber. I look to my left to see Frost sleeping peacefully on the couch beside me. I am still in my clothes from yesterday, but Drost must have put me to bed because I don't remember anything past the car ride. Then, with a sudden urge, I run to the bathroom and throw up everything that was resting in my stomach. My head is still killing me, so I strip, and slide into a warm shower. The water is nice and cleans the stench of vomit from my skin, but it does little to help my head. When I step out of the shower, I put a pair of jeans, and a simple light pink shirt on before slipping out of the room with my purse. I walk towards the elevator, trying to shield my eyes from the light above. Even the blink and beep of the elevator causes pain to surge through my head. As I make my way to the lobby it gets worse, so I dig my hand into my purse to find my sunglasses and put them on. This makes the sunless of a nuisance, but I wish I had some earplugs to help with the noise. I make my way down the street until I find a drugstore that sells what I have been looking for.  I pick it up and walk over to the cash. The lady at the counter stares me down, but I don't say anything. I think any more noise will make my head explode, so I'm glad she doesn't say anything. I hand her a ten and leave without picking up the change. I almost cry when I realize I forgot a bottle of water, so I try to quickly make my way back to the hotel room. I ignore the staff in the hallway who ask if I need help with anything, and just simply shake my head at them. As I make my way up the elevator, the beeping has become even more annoying, and I flinch every time it makes a noise. Eventually, I get so ticked of, a small surge of power escapes my hand, hitting the speaker, and silencing the noise. I reach my room door, swipe the keycard, and push it open.
"Good morning, where have you been?" Frost questions loudly, but I shut him up with one swipe of the hand. He doesn't try to talk, but I catch a smile coming from him out of the corner of my eye. I scowl at him before I find a cup in the bathroom, and fill it with water. When I come back out, I open the small bottle of Advil I have just bought, and pop two in my mouth. After that, I lay silently on the bed until Frost finally speaks. "I'm going to get something to eat, you coming?" I moan in response, and Frost laughs, heading towards the door. I face down into the pillows, flinching at the sound of the door slamming and then falling asleep.
I don't know how long I have been here. It's a cold, and dark place. I can feel drifting along what feels like a river. I sit up and look around. As I do it's like the world around me springs to life, and I can see I am on a small canoe, with the stars twinkling above me. I turn around to see the same lady from my last dream episode. I feel like I am on the brink of remembering something, so I stay quiet, trying to focus on what I am seeing. She is not looking at me, just staring off into the silent stream.
"What's wrong?" I ask, not aware of my words. She looks to me, and I notice a subtle glow around her that is much more noticeable in the dark. Her cheeks are still rosy, but the sparkle in her eyes seemed to have disappeared as I notice the frown on her face. 
"I'm afraid something terrible has happened," she replies, looking back to the water.
"What has happened?" I ask, my voice full of fear, even though all I feel is confusion.
"I cannot reveal that to you, for I have taken what you know," she responds, her glow softening.
"You mean you took my memories?" I question, meaning to say it this time, and the woman nods. "Why would you do that?" I say, meaning to feel angry, but only speaking with sadness.
"I know you may not understand now, but it was the only way. When the time is right you will remember again, and you will remember who you are, who you truly are," her voice is still soft, and it makes me feel relaxed.
"Will you take my memories of this too?" I frown, knowing this may be my last chance to change her mind.
"Yes, I will, and then I will send you off somewhere he cannot hurt you," she moves towards me in the boat and caresses my face with the soft skin of her palm.
"Why do I need to fear him? Why can't we talk?" I ask, moving away from her hand.
"Because he is already gone, his heart frozen after what he did. You must forget, to make him remember," she tells me, finally smiling.
"I don't understand, I don't remember what he did. How can I help him if I don't understand?" I pry, wanting deeply to know more.
"Don't worry, just be yourself. Your heart is still full of goodness, and you have always been able to share yours with him before, now will be no different," she tells me, giving me a wink. I about to ask another question, but she taps my forehead, and I feel my world spin around until I am sucked out of this dream, and back into the real world.