Amnesia

13

My palms were clammy, my throat was dry and my heart pounded too fast. I had to calm my breathing to stay normal. I was going to hyperventilate, if I didn't stop this panic attack.

I finally remember his voice, how it would always make me feel like a trapped insect. The dark room and the only door visible was at the top of the stairs. I have to stay calm. Stay calm. I repeated, my body only relaxing a fraction. I'm safe. It's a public space.

Greg didn't notice my discomfort, his face in the menu before him.

"How long has he moved on?" I asked, my voice shaky. I wanted to retract it, but it was too late. Don't notice.

Greg, luckily, didn't think anything of it, "for three months now. She's a business major at the nearby university." He answered.

I nodded, not trusting my voice.

"Are you still hungry?" Greg asked, looking at me, his eyes curious.

"No. The news of Andrew has my mind haywire." I replied, a sad smile on my face.

"I see. If you'd like, I can drive you home." Greg offered.

I shook my head, lying through my teeth, "it's fine really. I have to do errands anyways."

He smiled, seemingly okay with my answer.

"Next time I'll buy lunch." I joked, standing up from the table.

Greg smiled and nodded, the waitress coming over to take his order. I didn't wait for him to say another thing. I was gone the moment his attention was diverted from me.

I needed to go home. I needed to tell Nick, mom or dad. Just someone who would listen. I walked aimlessly, my mind racing frantically with sudden memories of Greg.
Why would he kidnap me? What did I do to provoke it? Andrew moved on, and I'm hurt even if I don't remember most of our life together; it still hurts.

I didn't realize where I was until I stood in front of the camping store that belonged to  Andrew. I let the handle go, ready to run when Andrew popped up from behind the counter, a small box in his hands.

"Lisa! How are you?" Andrew asked, his voice laced with excitement.

"Why didn't you tell me you had a girlfriend?" I asked immediately, ashamed I blurted out the question.

Andrew looked at me confused, "what are you talking about?"

I took a deep breath and told him what I learned, except for his uncle being my kidnapper.

"Greg," Andrew snarled, "he doesn't think a teacher dating his nephew is good enough. He's always tried breaking us up. Even before Jessica pulled a gun out on us. I haven't talked to him since you went missing."

I nodded, feeling a little better.

"Come to think of it now, how are you really since the other night? You came out freaking everyone out about being taken. Your family had a hard time restraining you."

I blushed and looked away, "they made me see your uncle today."

I can see Andrew's brown head bobbing in understanding. He really was gorgeous and with the news of Greg being my kidnapper, I didn't want to get involved until I knew for sure how to get revenge.

I could call the police, but what fun would that be? He would get locked away, maybe parole or he wouldn't get any time. The Justice System fails almost everyday, and with my luck, it would fail.

"Can you drive me home? I'm not feeling well." I asked. I must have looked like crap because Andrew agreed and took me home. I was greeted by my parents and Nick who stood outside in the front playing football.

I didn't say anything to them but I thanked Andrew, asked him to keep what I found out between me and him. Luckily he agreed. I smiled sadly and went inside.

I had planning to do. And Greg was going to be the soul purpose of my revenge. I just hoped I could get away with it. Why not? Greg was getting away with a lot these days. It's only fair.

A/N: Hello there! This is the first COMPLETED book. There will be one more. I cut the book back because of it's length already. But the next one will be up sooner than later. Thanks to few who voted and took the time to comment. You are the best. I love you guys. :)