Hey people welcome to the sequel of Lost Memories, if you haven't read it yet you need to read it to get this one. Here's the summary:

It's been five months since Violet, Fang's twin, was killed. In Florida, both Flocks, Especially Iggy, are still trying to get over her death. Meanwhile in Virginia the rouge Itex workers- Viola; Violet's clone, Shadow; Viola's brother and Jay; Violet's ex-best friend- are trying to live a normal life with the girl, Hilary, who lost her memory. But what will happen when Viola, Shadow and Jay leave Hilary on her own for a month, what will she remember?

And most importantly: what are they hiding from her that could put them all in danger?

Iggy's POV

"Vi I wish I could have told you how much you meant to me. Since the first time I saw you, you gave me my sight back. You brought my brother back to me, and I didn't know this then but I do now and I hope you can hear me because I love you." I brought my hand to my lips and then put my fingers on her coffin. "Goodbye" I felt the tears in my eyes but let them fall. I wished she was here.

No one said anything and after a while everyone left until it was only me and the coffin, with one last look at the coffin I walked away aware that this was the last time I will ever see her.

Her funeral was five months ago. The months following her death were hard on all of us especially Seth. He told us about his past a week after her death. Everyone was shocked even the old flock but Fang knew and so did Violet.

We all live in Florida now, our Flock lives with the others in their house. We work in the café once in a while and we go to normal school with the other Flock and all of Violet's old friends. Fang's gotten to know his mom, Mrs. V, well and now that his hair is back to normal you can see just how much he and Violet looked alike.

He's the other Flock's leader and he and Max got back together. Everyone's been good to us especially to me. I took her death the hardest of all of us, even Seth. Kya, Flash and Nudge tried to cheer me up but nothing worked. Eventually they gave up. I know people say the pain goes away eventually, those people are dead wrong.

I felt as bad as I did five months ago, I tried to move on but it's too hard. I guess that's what happens when you lose the person you loved.

I didn't make one bomb since I lost her, that's what gave Max the first clue that I wasn't okay. The second one was the fact that I never cooked anymore. Dr. M and Ella came to visit me. Dr. M and Mrs. V teamed up to try to cheer me up, it helped a little, I started eating.

But something's not right, I can feel it. Viola hasn't returned in two months and she doesn't look as sad as any of us. She actually looked very happy last time I saw her.

When I asked her about it she looked guilty and answered. "Violet wouldn't want us to be sad." I knew she was right but I still knew something was up with her.

When she did leave she wasn't acting like herself. She was too paranoid and edgy. We offered to let her stay but she refused saying she needed to get back, to what she didn't say.

So now here I am with the biggest family anyone could have and I still feel alone.

Life sucks.

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Hilary's POV

I tried to punch him in the chest but he managed to block it. I quickly got ready to kick his chest but he pulled back just in time. He went for my face and I stepped back causing me to fall back, except I never hit the floor instead I was in his arms and was being hugged. I tried to see his face but it was too dark. The only thing I could do was hear his voice. "You don't know how much I missed you, Violet."

I tried to pull back. My name wasn't Violet it was Hilary. I tried to tell him that but the words wouldn't come out.

Everything got brighter but I still couldn't focus on his face. He wrapped his arm around me. "Come on there's someone you should see." I tried to pull back to tell him he was making a mistake but it was like I wasn't in control of my body. I was trapped being led down a hall, now that it was brighter I could see that I was in a house big enough to be a mansion.

He led me to a room that had people in there but I couldn't make out anyone's face. They all ran to me and hugged me at the same time. None of the voices where as clear as the first on though. I could tell he was a young but not young enough to be called a kid.

When I tried to look at his face I could see there was strawberry-blonde hair but nothing else. I looked around and saw one head full of red hair and one with black hair. The guy with black hair came over to me. "I missed you so much, sis." He hugged me but I didn't respond.

He let go of me and I looked around. There was a mirror on the desk beside the bed, I picked it up and looked at myself. I gasped and dropped the mirror.

It wasn't me; the girl in the mirror wasn't me. She had straight black hair with red in it, I have spiky red hair. Her eyes were hazel, mine where green. I turned back to the people and they were all looking at me. The youngest girl spoke up. "She doesn't know."

I was finally able to talk. "Where am I? Who are you?"

The guy who caught me earlier stepped closer. "Violet, don't you remember us?"

I shook my head. "Why do you keep calling me that? My name isn't Violet, it's Hilary and why should I remember you? I've never met you."

I tried to concentrate on their faces but I just got a big headache and fell on the floor. The guy caught me again. "It's going to be okay, don't worry, you're going to be fine."

I tried to look up but felt weak. "What's happening?" I closed my eyes and rested my head against his chest. I was losing control of my body, I whispered something before falling unconscious. "Iggy, don't leave me."

I woke up from the dream certain it was just that, a dream. I stood up gasping and walked into the bathroom. I turned on the sink to freezing water and poured mi on my face. I looked into the mirror and was happy to see that it was me again and not this Violet chick. My hair was back to normal and so where my eyes. Red hair and green eyes the way it should be.

I walked back into my room and closed the restroom door. I walked over to the nightstand and checked my alarm clock. It was 5:32 am; I walked over to my dresser and changed into a pair of sweats and a pink T-Shirt. I put on my tennis shoes and silently waked to the front door not wanting to disturb anyone.