Amnesia

Chapter 10

"You stupid phone!" I yelled out in frustration as I had once again, locked myself out for the tenth time. I hung my head low and chucked the phone onto my bed. It was useless. I would never be able to unlock it. 

The skies that were once clear and bright became gloomy and spitting rain. I listened to the drops of rain hitting the windows. One after the other, rapidly. 

"What's even the point," I mumbled to myself as I dragged my bare feet downstairs. The wooden stairs creaked under my weight. I wrapped the gown tighter, suffocating myself with the tight squeeze against my stomach. My eyes felt heavy and my vision blurred with black spots. Exhaustion had gotten the better of me. It took twice the energy to lift a single finger. In the kitchen, I reached for a mug and made myself some herbal tea. As I stirred the teabag I read the front of the package, 'increased energy and metabolism'. Binning the teabag I grabbed the mug and sat on the couch in the living room. I finished reading my book, the rain created quite a calm and relaxed atmosphere or it must have been the herbal tea. 

I sighed deeply as I set the book down on the table, here I was keeping myself trapped inside this house like a prisoner when I should be brave and step outside. I rubbed my eyes with the palm of my hands and fluttered my eyelids to adjust my vision. Tomorrow I'll go to school, I thought to myself, trying to be courageous. 

Daniel entered my thoughts, the look he had in his eyes before he left; stung with pain. My heart was puzzled, pursuing a relationship with Daniel would create controversy at school but is that what was really bothering me? Or was it the fact that I was scared to confront my own feelings. There was a reason the old Lana kept the affair secret but I wasn't that old Lana anymore. Things were different now. Maybe this amnesia was a good thing, a fresh start. But as I thought this, Sammy crossed my mind, his innocent and pure heart, the worry on his face when he first saw me on that night. He wanted his sister back...but what if I never come back? What if even after regaining my memories I would never be the same?

I glanced up at the clock, it was a minute past three. I waited for Sammy to get back and like our usual routine we made dinner together and I helped with his homework. However, the next day was quite different. I was up at half 6, showered, picked out an outfit and did my hair and makeup. I was dreading the hours to come. Sammy's eyes widened in surprise when he saw me. He opened his mouth to speak but I cut him off. 

"It was about time I got back to school." I smiled sweetly at him and he flashed his pearly white teeth as he smiled like a Cheshire cat. After breakfast, Sammy practically dragged me out of the house. Unlike yesterday, today was brighter. The air was cool, patches of puddles and wet mud. But the sky was almost clear and the sun shone with all it's might, burning brightly and fighting against the cold. 

"I hope it's sunny all week." Sammy moaned as he dropped his head back and felt the warmth of the sun against his face. The soft breeze touched our skins ever so gently. 

"I hope so too." 

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"I see you've finally shown up to school, Lana," a male teacher called out as I walked into school. 

"I'm sorry, I haven't been feeling well." I lied avoiding eye contact. The teacher grimaced and crossed his arms. 

"I understand that your 'condition' is preventing you from attending school but being ill is NOT an excuse. I expect full attendance from now on." He spoke harshly, his eyes stern. I gulped uneasily and nodded as I kept my head down low. A few of the students stopped to stare and listen in; the girls gossiped amongst themselves as they giggled. I wanted to be invisible, actually, I wished I hadn't even come back. I pushed back the tears forming in my eyes and looked up to meet his dark eyes hidden under his bushy eyebrows. With no more words spoken he walked down the hall and into a classroom, tsking. I mentally prayed I wouldn't bump into him ever again.