Chapter 10

A Piece of Reality

ALEXANDRIA'S POV

She does not belong here.

I barely remembered anything of what, well really anything.

She does not belong here

What did that mean? I heard the door open and a man in a long white lab coat came in a long with a few other people.

"How are we feeling today?" The man clad in white was obviously a doctor... But who was everyone else?

"I'm fine... Who are these people?" I looked around to shocked faces. Then everyone seemed to look at one person who seemed offended. I guess it was some sort of unspoken blame? Then the blonde man in a funny red cape started talking to me.

"Do you remember anything at all?" He acted like he knew me, getting in my bubble space. I scooted away from him before answering.

"Don't do that, I like my space... And I don't know?"

"Can you remember anything?" The one that everyone looked at asked. He had brilliant emerald eyes and jet black hair. He walked up closer, I didn't realize he was still talking until I caught myself staring like a school girl. I looked away and tried to think. I looked back at everyone again. There was a somewhat familiar feeling of what should have been comfort. It felt like a weird 'oh I use to know you in grade school' feeling, you weren't sure how to feel basically.

"Did I know any of you?" I looked around again, I jumped a little when I felt someone take my hand. I almost snatched it away but I caught the look in his emerald eyes. They looked sad, almost longing... Kinda like that stalker that wanted to be with you but you've rejected them one to many times.

"I am Loki."

I slowly slipped my hands from him a bit weirded out.

"Did we have some sort of thing going on? I'm really sorry but I don't remember anything." I looked away for a moment then had an idea, if they're my friends then they should have something of mine. Maybe that'll help. "Do any of you have something that might help me remember? Maybe a letter or an object of some sort, notes?"

That seemed to have everyone looking at each other confused. Yeah didn't think so. I laughed to myself, wow, no one in this room knows me.

"What's so funny." I looked up to a man in a black teeshirt with a weird light coming from under it.

"You all expect me to believe you when clearly you have nothing of mine. If you really are friends, where's your proof? So the game is up. Who the hell are you people and where the hell am I?" I looked at everyone sternly.

"Alexandria please..." Loki, if that was even his real name. Reached into his pocket and took out a photo, it was a bit wrinkled from being in his pocket, it even had a burn streak on the side. I looked at it confused, I took it from him studying it. I looked up at him and then the photo. It was me and him, he had a smile plastered on his face. I looked at him and he had an unreadable expression. I wasn't sure what to think, I looked around to see everyone with either the same expression, confused, or a worried expression... Worried? That can't be right.

"I need some time to think about this."

ALESHA'S POV

It hadn't been long since she had crashed and ended up like this. I was glad I didn't go with the doctors odd recommendation. She was getting better, although I will admit her stats seemed weird. She would go from calm to seeming like she was going to die like a flip of a coin.

I worried about her but what I found in her house worried me more. Did she really lose her memory or was that a cover up story for her long list of people she's stolen identities from. It almost made sense when she always refused to talk to me about her past.

I left the hospital with not much of a say, I was too wrapped up in my thoughts. I didn't even realize where I was driving, I was in autopilot right now. I had driven myself to Lexie's house. I explored her house a bit more. I found that there was an odd crack in the bathroom wall, over it was a picture frame of a unicorn. I moved it to see there was punch holes. I noticed a lot of them once I noticed they were hidden by decorative posters and frames. She had to of had some bad anger issues at one point...

ALEXANDRIA'S POV

I sat there in the hospital room alone debating whether or not I should believe what they were telling me. Okay, maybe I did know one of them, but I still worried. The sides were burned, maybe I was hated at one point? Maybe I was just paranoid...

She does not belong here...

Why is that the only thing I remember? I was getting frustrated. Maybe a walked would do me some good. I took out all the IV's connected to me and changed into what I assumed was my clothes; a plain black tank top and red shorts. I left the room and started to explore the building. It didn't seem to be a hospital at all? I came across an empty room, nothing special about it but when I went inside I had a weird remembrance of something.

"Your not my mommy! Mommy said she'd come back for me!"

"I am her, calm down little one." A blonde woman with crystalline eyes said to me. She extended her hand out to me and I rejected it.

"No!" I ran off into the neighborhood as fast as my tiny legs could go. I remembered turning a corner and seeing my actual mother. Her long brown hair, her caramel skin, those vibrant blue eyes, it had to be her! I ran up to her but before I could reach her she got into a taxi car. With only a glimpse of her face I knew it had to be her. I'd know her face anywhere! But where was she going? I followed as much as I could but the taxi drove much faster than what I could even hope to catch up to. I was left by a bridge over the river.

I started crying, my mother left me... Abandoned me... She lied to me about coming for me... I started walking aimlessly, I didn't know where I was. I hadn't paid attention to where I was running, now I was lost forever...

A stranger stopped to talk to me, it was a man with hair as black as mine and light brown eyes. He had knelt down to eye-level with me.

"Hey there, I'm Aaron. What's a little girl like you doing all alone?" He sounded worried.

"My mommy left me... She didn't want me anymore..." I cried out some more. The stranger took my hand in both of his.

"I'm sure that's not true, she must be worried sick about you-"

"She's not... I just saw her leave in a taxi..." I wiped my tears away with both my hands. "She's not coming back..."

"Come with me, maybe I can help you find her." He extended his hand to me after her stood up, waiting for me to come with me. I had the choice to go with him, or go back to that orphanage.

I felt my knees go weak and I collapsed under my own weight. My head was hurting severely. I didn't bother standing up again, I simply sat there holding myself. Was that really true? I was abandoned at an orphanage? I tried to remember more of what happened, of anything really. I didn't get much of anything just a few faces.

I heard the door open but I didn't turn around.

"What are you doing out of bed?" It was a soft velvet voice. I instantly recognized it as Loki's.

"I didn't want to be in there anymore."

"Come, I'll take you ba-"

"No." I said sternly.

"Why not." He started to have a tone with me. I didn't like how he talked to me as if I knew him. Whether I did or not I don't anymore, he should at least be more aware of that.

"I don't like white rooms." After that I remembered a small tidbit of something, a doctor in a white lab coat with a long pick before my left eye. I remember crying in fear of what was to come. Someone held down my head and I was strapped to an over sized chair... No, it wasn't over-sized, I was simply small. I shivered at the memory.

"What's wrong with the color of white?" He asked curiously while he knelt down in front of me. When I looked at him it reminded me of how that stranger had done for me when I was a child, the same curiosity and worry in his eyes.

"What am I to you?"

He shifted uncomfortably and looked down at the floor, he wasn't sure what to say. He thought to himself a moment before looking up at me.

"You are but a loyal servant of mine and I... Do not deserve such loyalty, you are free to do as you please." He stood up and walked away, I was confused? Loyal servant? What?