Wakin' Up: Identification

Cammie's POV

I groan in pain as I open my eyes. My limbs still ache and I can't remember a thing about what happened. My fingers rub against the soft, newly cleaned sheets of the bed I'm laying on. The lavender scent of it is so comforting, it's like I never want to leave, but I have to go.

I glance around the room I'm in, noticing how it looks so dim and peaceful. But I also notice the clock propped up against the wall, how it reads 12:45, wondering how long I've sleeping. How did I get here in the first place? And just when I was beginning to think I must've been sleep walking, that's when a woman comes in from the hallway.

She must've been in her 40's, dressed in an apron, hair down with her wide open as she rushes towards me. She seems friendly since her voice sounds angelic. She reaches towards me and I can't help but notice how warm her hands are. She lowers herself down when she says, "Hey, you're finally up. How're you feeling?" The look in her eyes finally shifts into joy as a smile forms onto her lips.

"Um... Who brought me here?" I ask her, looking into her eyes. Then, I glance one more time around the room I'm in, thinking maybe I could trust this stranger.

"It was my son who brought you here," She starts, her smile getting bigger by the minute. She cocks her head to the side as she stands herself up. "He said you were very injured and by the looks of it, you are. So, get some rest, honey. You'll need that rest if you wanna go back home," But that's it, I don't know where my home is. And before I know it, a bell rings. "Oh! That must be my pie! Be right back!" She tells me before going after her pie and into the hallway.

I get out of bed, settling my bare feet onto the cold floor. I walk into the hallway, no knowledge as to where I'm heading exactly. I notice the family pictures propped against the walls. They look so loving, it sends out a good atmosphere throughout the house. The smell of pie makes my insides warm that it almost makes me melt. It completely turns on the hunger inside of me. I try to follow the scent of the pie, eager to just see it. I walk by hallways, failing to find it. Then I spot a room. It must belong to some guy, considering the fact that it has lots of things girls wouldn't even include in their room. The door was slightly open, enough to let me peek through it. But I didn't dare venture 'cause this isn't my house. I backed up and tried to turn around the corner carefully, in search of the pie, when I bumped into some guy.

"Ow!" I say in pain, rubbing my forehead after bumping it hard on the guy's chest. "Sorry 'bout that." I tell him, looking up at him, noticing how his forehead is all scrunched in a way that makes me think if there's something wrong with me.

He smiles as he digs his hands into his pockets deeply before saying, "I see you're up now," He starts, his eyes burning into my eyes, his side bangs shifting every time he moves his head. "How're you feeling? You lookin' for something?"

"Um..yea... Do you know where the bathroom is?" I ask him, still rubbing my forehead as try to avoid his eyes since they make me blush whenever he looks at me the way he does so deeply.

"Yea, it's around that corner," He points out with his right index finger, turning to look where he's pointing at and I can't help but notice the features on his face. How his lips move to the way his eyes blink every ten seconds. Oh gosh, I gotta snap out of it. "Just turn right down that hallway and it'll be the door to your left." He turns back to look at me and I can't help but look away. He smiles, noticing how I just avoided his gaze.

"Right..um... Thanks." I tell him as I hurry off into the hallway he just pointed at. I lean back against the wall, taking in deep breaths as I try to center myself.

"No problem." He tells me from behind, his voice fading as I turn the corner, but I try not to notice him, how his voice seems to linger. Then, when I hear his footsteps heading off somewhere else and fading, I creep out of the hallway in search of the lady.

It took a while for me to find her. But it was worth a while since she offered me some lunch. I was starving. I asked where I was and she told me that I'm in Roseville, Virginia. Her son found me in the woods when suddenly, I fainted, and that's how I got here in the first place. But I couldn't remember a thing, so she told me to take my time regaining my memory. It's so frustrating to not know anything. I mean what exactly could've caused this?

"Thanks for all you've done, Ms.?" I say to her, not exactly knowing what to call her. "Oh, call me Mrs. Abrams." She tells me, smiling as she nods at me.

"Well thank you, Mrs. Abrams, for all you've done." I tell her, mentally thanking her for taking me in. If it wasn't for her and her family, maybe I would've been dead by now.

"Well, welcome to the family, Cameron." She tells me, reaching towards my hand as her face shows nothing but happiness.

"Cameron?" I question in wonder, thinking why she just called me that. I scrunch my forehead in confusion, wondering how much more does this person know about me.

"Yes. Cammie. That's your name, that's what it said on your I.D." She tells me, "confusion" written all over her face. "Oh I'm sorry 'bout that. I forgot to return your things to you. Let me go get them for you." She gets up, disappearing into another hallway and quickly coming back with a pile of newly washed clothes, along with a wallet and watch on top. "Here, these belong to you," She hands me the items as I carefully take them, looking at them slowly, thinking I might remember something to get my memory back. But I get nothing back, my mind's totally out. I feel the clothes against my fingertips, wishing I'd remember.

"These are all mine?" I ask, feeling as if I'm in a daze. I open the wallet up, little bits of water clinging onto the soft, burgundy leather. I spot the I.D. It clearly belongs to me since it's got a picture of me on it. I notice how it reads "Cameron Morgan" and "Roseville, Virginia" on it. This got me thinking that I must not have drifted far off from my home and this just might be the first clue to who I really am.

*Special thanks to Elixabeth for her help! :D And thanks to all those who reviewed :D If this chapter turns out wrong in any way, sorry! Oh and I hope you guys continue to love it ^_^