I felt a small trace of life inside me. I had been in the hospital for weeks. I had had no one to turn to. The nurses and doctors were shocked when I had been unable to inform them of anyone who would look after me. They assumed I was homeless- some clumsy girl who had been sleeping in the woods, maybe a run-away. Maybe she had grown up in a small town, but found it difficult and always wanted to travel and visit the big cities, then had gotten lost and been left without money or any means of contacting family. Maybe she had been kidnapped and the traumatic experience had disorientated her brain so much that she had no idea what had happened. She could have run-off with her boyfriend after her family disapproved, but maybe the boyfriend had left her- or maybe something had happened to him so that she was left alone, cut, torn and broken in the middle of some wood. They certainly didn't believe me when I tried to tell them the truth;

Nurse Melissa was sitting by my bedside with a clipboard and rather blunt HB. I wonder where the sharpener was in a hospital. She proceeded to ask me questions, and do various tests to check the responsiveness of my pupils when she shone a light into them.

"What happened that night?" She asked, rather bluntly. Almost as blunt as her pencil.

"I .. I don't know what you mean." I stuttered- my voice was hoarse and my throat was as dry as sand.

"Who did that to you?" Melissa indicated at my tightly bound up leg, then rested her eyes on my patched up cheek. "I know you can't have just tripped. That's what you told the other nurse, right?"

I responded to her question by lowering my head to look at my hands.

"See, I know that you didn't just fracture and tear your leg and cheek while on a night's stroll in the wood." Melissa was judging me. "I know it's hard for you," She rested a hand on my shoulder, "It must be hard without any family or friends to help you out. But I'm here for you. You can tell me anything." She tried to catch my attention with her eyes. "Was it money? Did you borrow some money off someone but couldn't pay it back? Did they send someone to beat you up- is that what it was?"

"No." I retorted, as though the idea was stupid.

"Well I'm just going to keep guessing until you tell me."

"Fine." Replying dismissively, I zoned out and watched outside the nearby window.

"Listen. It's for the best that you tell me what happened. We can get the police involved, we can get you the revenge you deserve on whoever was nasty enough to inflict this upon you."

At this, I flinched. That word. That meaningful word still hung with me, fresh from the night I was almost killed.

"Revenge?" Melissa repeated- noticing my reaction. I shrunk away from her hand like a terrified hedgehog. The nurse picked up her pencil and noted down my reactions.

"I'll tell you. .. The truth." I sighed, nervously. "Do you promise to believe me? I.. It's hard for me to say this, but I need someone else to know." She nodded, reassuringly. "I.. I'm in love with a vamp-.. a .. a .. and his ex-girlfriend had turned up during our date.. and.. and she had found out he didn't love her, and found me by myself where she decided to. .. to seek revenge on me." I put my head in my hands, realising how stupid that sounded.

"Were you going to say vampire?" Melissa chuckled. "I'm sorry honey but we don't live in 'Twilight'. So you didn't happen to take any drugs or substances before the incident? Perhaps hallucinations could have caused you to not know what was happening and stumbling, or someone could have seen you vulnerable and taken advantage of you?" She had reverted to a serious tone after mentioning Twilight.

I sighed. Melissa had written something down while I was telling her the truth. I guess no one would believe me.

"Alright honey, I'm going to get you some medication for your head, obviously you aren't thinking straight enough to answer me. I'll be back in a few minutes.

And so this was what my life was like for a few more days. Melissa had told me to stop making stories up after I had taken the medication and stayed strong to the whole 'vampire incident' idea. If I wanted to live a normal life- I guess this is what I would have to do- to forget it all happened. In all honesty I had forgotten quite a lot of information since then. I couldn't tell what was reality or my imagination- and the parts of my life which I had lost were disjointed and so I had subconsciously made up gaps to fill them with.

I was determined to start afresh. I would lead a new life, and choose a new life. Whatever I wanted to happen – could. The doctors and nurses said I was old enough to life by myself, and that I would have a guardian set to look after me before I went to university next year. They hadn't been able to dig up any information on my life or who I was, and so, after sending countless 'found person' notes to the local police, had decided I could stay in this town. Everything was starting to look up-

DON'T WORRY READERS! - It's not finished yet! There's still more to come, and another entrance from Vlad. Coming soon. GABYWITHONEB XXX