The Other Side

Questions (Tam's POV)

A/N Hey guys! Sorry for the wait, but I have been working on this and my other story. (maybe I shouldn't have two stories...) Anyways, I'll have the next chapter out sooner because I already started it! (I hope...)Hope you enjoy!

I slam the door and walk over to my bed, sinking down onto the fluffy mattress. I put my head in my hands and think back to what happened during dinner. 'Sophie so easily trusts them!' I think, shaking my head in my hands. 'Why can't I?' I want to trust them, but there's this nagging in the back of my head telling me that this can't be real, that I shouldn't trust them, that I can't trust anyone. Not even Sophie.

Sophie... Her shadowvapor felt weird. I don't know if shadowvapor is always this way. She had so much illumination, it was blinding. But there was also an overwhelming wave of darkness, threatening to swallow me up if I got too close. It seemed like these forces of nature were fighting a never ending battle, trying to drown the other out. It felt balanced, for now. I don't know if it will stay that way.

I want to trust Sophie, but I don't know her well enough. I mean, we might have used to. If what the Neverseen says is correct. Just thinking about all the things going on right now is overwhelming. Like I know exactly who the Neverseen and Black Swan are, but I don't at the same time. Like it's new information, but I already knew it. 'It's probably the amnesia,' I think to myself, lying back on my bed. 'I should try to get my memory back, so I know who to trust. But how do I do that?' Arghh, this was so frustrating!

My mind wanders back to Sophie as I sit up, putting my chin on my hands. How is she so trusting? I don't understand it. It's like meeting someone totally new, and saying, "Hey, I'm going to trust you completely! Here's all my life's secrets!" Wait... that's exactly what Sophie did... Hmm...

Maybe I'm not so good at metaphors. Whatever. Anyway, what am I going to do? I need my memories back in order to know for sure who to trust. In order to do that, I need to know what my life was like. Who are my parents? My friends? Did I have a hobby? My heart jumps at the thought of having parents who love me. 'How will I know if the Neverseen is telling the truth, though?' I think, putting my face in my hands. 'They could just lie.' I should probably ask a question they won't find suspicious. Something that connects to my past life, that I deserve to know. What about my last name? I wonder if that would work. Well, it would give me a clue to who my family is. But it is part of my name. I deserve to know that. Perfect! I jump up, almost hitting my head on the light bulb overhead. Eager to get some information on who I really am, I speed-walk to the door. I turn the handle and step out in the hallway, but a loud noise stops me mid-step. After a few seconds I hear the noise again. It's a scream. My heart starts beating faster as I quickly race down the hallway. The scream was Sophie's.