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"Stella, we have to tell you somthing." i said. she sat down on the couch.

"am i in trouble?" she asked.

"no, but there is somthing you should know." Jack said.

"Which is?" she asked.

"I know who you are." he said strait out.

Taylor's pov

I giggled not believing.

" Sure you do."

"He's serious." kim told me sitting on the couch.

" take a seat." She patted the spot next to her.

I raised an eyebrow but slowly obeyed.

" Stella, I knew you before before you lost your memories." Jack told me.

" Really?" I asked shocked but still unsure. Jack nodded and Kim shot me a small smile.

" I know everything about you." Jack began. " you know, before the plane crash." he shrugged. I let out alittle gasp.

" H- How did you k-know about t-that?" I stuttered.

" I know everything." Jack said sensitively.

I felt the sudden thirst to know, all my questions, all the mystery of making up a new Identity.

" your scaring me." I told him.

"well, I know your a brunette." He began. " I also know your name isn't Stella."

" Then what is it einstein?" I asked Harshly.

" Dalia." he told me. " Dalia Taylor Brewer."

I held my head In pain as my mind started to flood with pictures. I felt like Harry potter while He- who-must-not-be-named is around.

Flash back

"Dalia Taylor Schreier!" my mom yelled at me, I cringed slightly.

You could imagine how it feels for a five year old to be scolded by both their mom and grandpa.

" I told you so many times, don't fight in school!"

"She made me!" I defended close to tears.

" what did Rikki do so bad that you needed to kick her?" Grandpa asked me.

"uh..." I struggled. A little bot laughed from behind me.

" She took my Orlando!" I yelled about my favorite teddy bear, my voice cracking as I tried to hide my sobs.

The boy laughed again.

" Jack stop laughing!" My mom repremended.

End flashback

I stood up swiftly.

" This isn't funny jack!" I yelled terrified.

" Dalia, he was just-"

"don't call me that!" I yelled at Kim.

Why was he telling me this now? I wondered as any trace of conscience curiosity left me. I got settled now, I have good, true friends. A new, really cute dance partner. I was happy, finally comfortable with who I was! Or who I thought I was... Why is he telling me this? " I remember waking up, all the dead people around me, the loud helicopters fling around, me not knowing my own name. Let alone where I was! This isn't a joke!" I ran out of his house making sure to shove him in the process. I ran from the house wiping away tears that were making their way down my cheeks. I was running, trina to hide my sobs as someone caught me.

" Stella?" Jerry asked questioningly. I just cried alittle into his shoulder.

" Stella are you ok?" He asked me rubbing soothing cirles on my back. I nodded my head 'no' but didn't say anything.

"tell me what happened?" he offered though you could tell how much he wanted me to tell him. I opened my mouth to tell him but I realize if tried I'd break down.

" ask Jack." I broke away from him and ran home, ignoring Jerry call my name from behind me.

I ran around the corner tripping on my own two feet and hitting the ground with a 'thud.'

lightning Flashed across the sky fallowed by thunder and rain.

I felt more pain in my head as I had more images cross my mind.

Memories

Nine year old Jack and Me, jumping on my Mommy's bed and him falling off, breaking his leg in the process.

A book case falling on me that I held up yelling for jack to get the baby sitter who was sleeping upstairs.

And a Ten year old me terrified because I was stuck in an elevator alone.

" Dalia! Are you ok?" Jack yelled to me being the protective twin he was.

" do you need to go to the bathroom?" he checked.

"Now I do!" I yelled bouncing on my feet.

Memory end

As the pictures starting decreasing I felt a new kind of pain, much worst then the one in my head. My ankle was throbbing but when I tried moving it, I let out a little shriek.

I tried taking out my phone to call jerry or even Jessica because I was THAT desperate. I started panicking when I realized i left my phone at Jack's house. I tried to stand up but fell back down with a little screech.

My swollen ankle paralyzed me.

Another flashback paralyzed me along with it.

I was eleven years old at a camp doctors office faking a sprained ankle to get out of a four mile hike that ended up being five miles because they got lost.

I was stuck in the middle of the street, soaking wet the lightning only making my head pound harder. Not to mention my heart that felt as though it would jump out of my chest.

" what do I do?" I screamed in the middle of the street panicked.

" What do I do?" I begged to anyone that would listen.

Just then a car turned around the corner, now heading strait towards me at 40 miles an hour. My eyes grew wide as I tried to move out of the way but I once again prove myself useless. As the car approached I shrieked not wanting to die.

I tried screaming and waving my arms to make the car stop but the rain was to heavy and they couldn't see me. I shrieked:

"What do I do!"


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