⚡️-REWRITTEN ELECEED ALTERNATE UNIVERSE-⚡️

CHAPTER 2: AMNESIA.

Author's note: Sorry for the long wait, I was busy writing a couple chapters ahead, and plus I had to read the chapter over and over again to check for grammar mistakes. But anyway, here's a chapter for the soul purpose of context between exciting parts. Enjoy 😉 next chapter should come out pretty soon actually. 😘❤️🕺⚡️

CHAPTER 2: AMNESIA.

I woke up to the sound of the cats meowing, and I peeked my eyes opened. My vision was blurry, so I rubbed my eyes with the end of my sleeve, and squinted.

"Oh, hey there." I said groggily. I sat up slowly and smiled at the three cats that huddled against me.

One cat was light brown with chocolate colored stripes going horizontally from the back all the way to the head.

The second cat had a white belly, and jaw. But the back, the top of the head, and the tail was black.

And the third cat, was completely black, but had uniquely big yellow eyes.

Instantaneously, my eyesight began to blur again as my head throbbed.

I winced at the pain, clutching my head with both of my hands.

In the corner of my eye, something red caught my attention. I turned my head toward the right and squinted.

Is that... blood?

"What on earth...?" I muttered through the pain of my headache. "Where did that come from..." I absentmindedly raised my right hand and felt the side of my head.

I felt something damp, and I pulled my hand away to look at my palm. Blood had covered my hand as well. 

I furrowed my eyebrows in concern, my head feeling cloudy once again. I poorly attempted to stand to my feet, and stumbled.

My cats stared at me. "Sorry, just a minute." I apologized, hauling myself back up again and straddling to the bathroom.

When entering the front door, you're greeted with a big, rectangle living room. In the living room, are two large modern couches, with a footrest, chandelier, and a round glass table. The living room had an extra high ceiling, since the first floor and second floor had connected through the center area of the house. When looking in from the doorway, if you look to the left, you'll see a large open entryway to the kitchen. The kitchen was nicely lit, and had a modern design. And the bathroom was to the left of the front doorway.

I pushed open the door, and turned to face the mirror.

My mouth gaped a little when I saw that half of my face, and part of my clothes were splotched with blood. There was a large welt on the right side of my head, and a purplish black bruise.

Just looking at my injury made my head spin.

"Where did this come from...?" I muttered, and leaned into the mirror, raising my hand hesitantly to touch the welt.

I began mentally scrolling through my memories, trying to remember what had happened.

I strained my head to regain my memories, but it was as if any memory of yesterday had been wiped clean.

The throbbing migraine came on again and I winced.

"Aunt?" I barely managed to call as I turned to peek my head out the door.

"Aunty?!" I called out again. Where is she? I traced my hands along the hips of my pants, and felt the shape of my phone. I pulled the phone out to check the date,