Rejected? Regret it.

running wild.

Chapter 17

Berania pov

Okay so after my little encounter of waking up with a guy I supposedly met last night at a bar I grabbed my belongings and got the hell out of there.

I have no idea where i'm going to go but I'll just have to figure it out on the rode.

- Weeks later -

I've been having flashbacks of things I don't quite recognize. One flashback had to do with an american guy. He and I were walking along a beach and then he turned to me and looked at me expectantly. Right before he spoke I was interrupted. The flashback was gone.

It's confusing I know.

I've had more flashbacks of different things. I feel like I'm remembering those 3 people I saw in my hospital room when I woke up.

One of them being my mate. I've woken up in the middle of my drunken nights screaming. I've had nightmares and night terrors.

I would be walking with a blindfold and a guy. We were happy going on a date I believe it was. Then rogues came and attacked us. I couldn't move I was scared and then I just blacked out. The last thing I saw was my date being attacked and two rouges coming towards me.

Then I'd wake up screaming and crying from these nightmares.

That's not the only one though. There's more. One in particular that I don't understand at all.

A little girl is sitting down in the woods crying. I think it's me though when I was younger. The girl is tiny and scared. She has blood all over her body and she's crying. She doesn't know what to do, the blood isn't hers but her parents? She's hiding behind a tree from something or someone? She holds her breath. That doesn't help. They hear her heartbeat and she runs. Runs as fast as she can but it's no use. They are faster. She trips and tries to get up but she can't. The man grabs her and drags her with him to a secluded area and rapes her. Then he beats her til she's on the verge of death. Then poof he's gone and that's when I wake up.

That one scared me. I was completely freaked out. I don't know who that little girl was. Was it me?

I don't remember much just little things here and there. I started to remember many things from my childhood and my early teenage years. Nothing that really matters. What I need to remember I haven't. I need to remember current events. When I moved back to the u.k. when I started school. When I met my friends. When I met my mate. I need to know. I need to remember.

I just- I have to remember.

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