Nora was falling. She couldn't breathe as the cold concrete came closer to her vision. Finally the ground came close until everything went black.

She awoke in a cold sweat; Nora could barely breathe as she stared up at the cream colored ceiling of her bedroom. Her chest was throbbing along with her temples. She could barely remember the last part of her dream. All she saw was swirling black feathers and flashes of deep abyss like black eyes.

Downstairs her mother called for school. Everything felt foreign to Nora; it was as if her life was one planned lie. Nothing was real to her it felt faux as if something so monumentally important was ripped from her soul and her heart. Then again something felt like it was missing from her heart completely.

Barely could she feel her heart beat as if something ripped it from her heart. Nora shakily stood from her bed and slid down the stairs against the banister. Her mom was on the phone chatting away with someone completely ignoring her daughter and her pale faced agony.

Her chest felt like bursting as she opened the fridge reaching for a glass of orange juice. "How did you sleep last night, Nora?" Her mother asked as she hung up the call.

Nora shrugged "Can't complain." She lied. Ever since she first got back home after being missing for weeks and finding that her memories over the course of five months were missing she had had constant nightmares about flashing black feathers, tall majestic wings, and a pair of abyss black eyes.

She didn't tell her mom about the nightmares because she didn't want to worry her. Nora felt as if she had put way too much on her mother lately; it was about time she stopped worrying. But Nora couldn't find herself to stop worrying herself.

All day and night she felt as if those memories, along with her heart, were torn away from her grasp and thrown into a locked away place where no one can reach them. Nora went to sleep every night groping her pillows trying not to scream as she kept seeing those flashes whirl by across her eyes in swirls of black and violet.

Her mother smiled lightly "Well, Nora today is school. Are you sure you want to do this?" she asked worriedly.

"Yes mom." Nora replied "I don't want whatever happened to me to rule my life and stop me from reaching my dreams."

She sighed "Well then, Nora, hurry up and get dressed you don't want to be late." Her mother let out a bit unevenly.

Nora chewed on her lip, five months of her life missing and yet she was still going to school as if nothing ever happened. She couldn't think of what might have happened in that time period. Probably nothing special; if it was important how could she forget about it?

This is my first Natch fanfiction. I am a deep fan of the Hush, Hush saga and so I just had to write a fanfiction. I hope you guys like it. :D