I had always lived my life to please others, when I was younger I tried to please my father, when I left with my mother I tried to please her and when she died I had no one else to please. I want to say that what I felt when mother passed away was grief, but I don't know any more, maybe deep down at the core it was grief, but it was also confusion and distress. Why was I living? For who was I living for? It was certainly not me. I wish I could tell you that I'll regret losing my memories, I want to feel sad for losing the person I once was, but I am not. As I stand here looking at her she is not the person I want to be she is but a robot created by my parents to please their own desire to hurt each other.

I want to tell you I didn't want to jump off that building, that I regret not telling my mother I loved her as I saw her life slip away from her blue eyes. Was I a monster? Well it does not matter now as I fall from the hospital building I can only look back at the me from before and feel bad for her. The fall won't kill me, I know I calculated everything when I decided to jump. I may be suicidal but I'm not stupid this is a calculated defeat. As wait for the pavement to smash me back to reality I look down and see a man, I did not calculate this.

"Is she going to be okay?" the girl spoke he voice filled with worry.

"The doctor said she only bumped her head" there was a silence from the other voice "I wonder why she jumped?"

"The common people have a lot of stress in their life my lord" silence again "From what the police told us she was going through the death of her mother."

My mother is dead? I slowly open my eyes to find myself inside of a hospital room the soft beeping from the heart monitor making my head hurt. I touched the crown of my head and felt bandages. "Ouch" I said as I flinch from the pain. The voices now looking at me two males and a female all really young. Their faces were filled with worry as the approached me slowly. "what happened to me? Who are all of you?" as I tried to move my other hand I notice a hand cuff linking me to the bed "and why am I handcuffed?" I looked around trying to find the answer in the faces of the strangers' only to find pity and worry which pissed me off for some unknown reason.

"I will go get the doctor" said the muscular stranger standing with his hands behind his back.

"Okay we will be here when you get back Frederick" the other stranger said his hair and eyes a matching dark blue he wasn't as tall or muscular as the other one but he was fit. The other stranger, Frederick, left leaving me with blue and the girl.

"Do you remember anything that happened in the last twenty-four hour?" the small blond girl said she came closer trying to access the situation.

"No, I don't. I don't know who you all are or why I am here or why I am being handcuff. You said my mother is dead correct did I do that? What's my name? and why do you all look like I'm about to die?!" I was growing a bit hysterical.

"Calm down okay?" said blue "you jumped from the third floor of this hospital, me and my sister saw you jumped." He looked me in the eye his deep blue eyes piercing into me. "Your name is Robin G. Plegia. You lost your mother earlier that week and attempted suicide"

"We tried to get in contact with some of your other family member but there were none in your record. The police handcuff you because they were afraid you would make a run for it and try to jump again." The blond girl sat next to me and took my hand she looked like she could cry at any moment. "You were lucky I was going to work that night or else no one would have found you till the next morning"

I calmed down, my name is Robin G. Plegia, my mother is dead and I have no family, these people saw my trying to take my life and took me to the hospital which I had jumped from, and now here me are.

"Thank you" I said bowing my head as I cleared of the cloudiness of my thoughts. "If it wasn't for you I would be dead." These people saved me a crazy girl who jumped off a building no wonder they looked at me like that. "May I have your names?" I asked looking at both of them they were taken back at my calm demeanor but answered.

"My name is Lissa Ylisse I work here at the hospital" she looked at blue as he approached us.

"My name is Chrom Ylisse I am Lissa's older brother" he smiled and bowed his head. "it's a um I guess not pleasure because you know we found you uhhh you know what never mind" he gave me a goofy smiled and I smiled back at his awkwardness.

"The guy who left to get the doctor was Frederick he works for me and my brother." Lissa smiled their smiles making my heart warm.

I heard the door open and saw Frederick come in with a doctor. That's when recovery began, the doctor, asked me a series of question to see if he could jog my memory back. Lissa, Chrom and Frederick excuse them self's but before they left me and the doctor Lissa assured me she would come see me when she was on her break and Chrom left his card on the night stand and promised to be back when he could.

The doctor, whose name was Libra, was extremely helpful and told me everything I needed to do to be discharged. I had to get CAT scans and phycological testing as well as meet with the police to retrieve my belonging and check if they had any information about my family or any one they could contact.

"You seem fine but these are just standards of our hospital" said Libra his voice soothing and calm. He informed me when the police were coming back and when my test would be taking place. "You will more than likely be here at least a week and when you are discharged you will come back for regular psychiatric appointment so we can track your processes"

"I understand. Thank you, Doctor Libra." I said smiling "I mean I did try to kill myself, I just wished I knew why" Libra put his hand on my shoulder and smiled.

"Don't worry these things sometimes happened your memory will come back and you will be able to piece your life back together alright?" He gave me a soft smile and excused himself out of the room. I looked out the window from my bed still confined to the bed. I sighed and looked at my hand cuff hand again. That's when I noticed the tattoo on my left hand it looked like six eyes looking at me they were together by a U shape line pointing at me. I wondered what I had been thinking I got this. I Sighed again I wonder why I had jumped was I really that desperate.