Forgotten

30

Ugh I feel like my head is about to bust.

I try to move thinking I'm laying in my bed but my hands and my feet don't budge. I try opening my eyes but I can't seem to get it open either.

"Is my queen awake?" A voice that makes all the blood in my system run cold. The same voice that hunts my nightmares. A voice that I'll never forget. I couldn't even if I wanted to.

No. I'm probably just having another nightmare. I haven't had one of those in a while so why now?

"It's time to wake up my love" The voice says again. Why does the voice seem so real and so near. My nightmares aren't really like this so what is going on.

I force my eyes open and try to adjust to the light in the room and the moment I do that I instantly regret it because in front of me stands the man that I had never wanted to see again.

Miguel Garcia.

NO

NO

NO

All the memories of what had happened hits me like a truck and I can't help the frown that makes it's way onto my face as I remember what Damien did. I feel so stupid for trusting him. I should have stayed away from him like grandpa said.

Now look at me.

I stop the thoughts going through my head and put on my emotionless face as I remember the situation I'm in right now.

Now isn't the time to be thinking about him.

"So beautiful" he whispers the moment my eyes meet his. He looks at me with a lot of emotions swelling in his eyes while I just stare blankly at him.

He has a bandage warped around his left hand which my mom broke and a bandaids on his nose from all the punches he got.

He walks towards me when I give him not reaction and cups my face making me shudder in disgust.

"Get your hands off me" I say in a stern tone and turn my face away from him. He doesn't seem pleased by that as he grabs my hair and forces me to look at him.

"Have you forgotten that you are mine" he say close to my ears and I can feel his disgusting alcoholic breath on my cheek as I try really hard not to puke.

"I'm not yours. I never was and I never will be" I say through gritted teeth as his hold on my hair tightens.

If he was angry before he is definitely pissed now but the look on his face makes me want to bust out laughing but I keep my face clear of any emotion.

"Mmm, it seems like you've forgotten who you are. I'll have to show you then" the sadistic smile on his face makes me gulp but I still don't show any emotion but I can assure you I'm not as mentally stable as I appear to be.

I knew I would have to face him again and I want to kill him.

All the memories I tried so hard to let go, everything I tried to erase from my mind, every image of him I tried to burn out of my head all seems to come back  the moment I look into his eyes.

"But first there is someone who wants to see you" he says and walks towards the metal door that opens the moment he knocks on it and in walks another person whom i hate so much it physically hurts.

Amelia Smith

"Well won't you look at that" she walks in when the door opens with a smirk on her face as she see me tied to the chair.

"I'll give you two a minute" he says and walks out leaving just the two of us in the room. Both of us say nothing as we just stare at eachother. Me staring at her with no emotion at all and she glaring at me.

"You should have died that day" she says with nothing but hate laced in her tone expecting me to react and when i don't she slaps me across the face but i still give her no reaction as i move my head to stare at her blankly.

If she thinks slapping me is going to get some sort of reaction from me, she has got me mixed up with someone else.

"Is that all you've got" I taunt her and from the look on her face I know its working. If i'm going to die soon I might as well die in style.

"I can't wait to see what Miguel will do to you. I can't wait to hear you scream and beg for mercy" she says with a sadistic laugh as I try to keep my anxiety in cheek.

I guess she will have to wait for a very long time. When training to become and assassian the first thing they teach you is to not scream or beg.

"You don't deserve to be a mother"  I reply and spit in her face.

"I should have killed you myself at the hospital" she says. 

"Just like you killed your twin? Was Ava and I giving you too much Daja vu?"

"How did you?" I ignore her as I continue to speak

"Does your parents know that the one who killed her was you? Does Elijah know that you are not even his mother?" I ask as she stands dumbfounded not knowing what to say so i continue. "You know, I'll give it to you. It was a really great plan. Kill the most loved and adored sister, suduce her man and get pregnat so he would be forced to marry you then steal everything she has. I would appluad you if I wasn't tied down right now"

"SHUT UP" she yells and slaps me again then starts pulling at her hair as she reapeats the words 'it was an accident' over and over again as if trying to reassure herself so i decide to pull at her strings a little more.

Like i said, dying in style.

"Did it feel good when she was finally gone? Did your parents finally accept you as their daughter? Did you finally get the love that you wanted?"

"SHUT UP! SHUT UP! it was an accident. I didn't mean to push her" she yells again and starts pacing around the room still repeating the same words over and over again.

"They are gonna hate you. They are gonna hate you so much that they send you away. They won't love you anymore. Nobody will. You will be all alone in the world. Even Ava will hate you when she finds out what kind of monster you are"

"They are my family. They are mine and you won't take them away from me. THEY ARE MINE" she yells out the last part and pulls out a knife that  I didn't see until it was too late and lunged it into my stomach as I stare at her with wide eyes and she lets out a sadistic smile as she stares at the place where the knife still is.

Not what I meant but I'll take it.

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