I wake up in a soft and clean bed. I rub my face against the blankets, turn around and spread my legs so no one could possibly fit in. I have the king-sized bed all for myself. I smile like a maniac. I am utterly enjoying this moment until I realize what happened yesterday. This might not be my own bed. I quickly rub the smile off my face and sit up straight. The first thing to get my eye are the windows that covers one big wall. The room is filled with light. The second thing is the giant bookcase covering another wall. If this house is mine I swear I will read all the books again. That must be a assit of suffering from amnesia, having the change to read every book again without knowing the end.

'Finally awake?' I quickly turn my head to the voice. It's Christoper.

'Jesus, you scared me,' I say.

'Oh sorry! I didn't mean to do that.' As he sits down I look into his big green eyes. He's not only polite and honest but also handsome. I feel uncomfortable, I must look so stupid right now. I brush with my hands through my hair and put it behind my head.

'You must have been so tired. You have slept for nearly 24 hours.' I feel shocked. It only felt like a few hours.

'Really? Wow that's quite some time.' I look on the clock to see that it's almost 3 o'clock.

'Do you already remember something?' I go through my mind looking for answers but I still can't come up with anything. I feel disappointed. I wonder why I don't have a single memory back.

'Nope,' I say.

'Ah bummer. I hope they come back soon. Maybe I could help you. Someone must miss you and is probably searching for you.' His suggestion delights me and puts the smile I lost a few minutes ago on my mouth back. I am happy he wants to help me.

'Thank you. You are so nice!' He answer by smiling. A contagious image of his mouth in curl and his eyes releasing a spark.

'You probably would like to take a shower and fresh yourself up.' Now he says that I realize I indeed feel a bit dirty. A shower would be the perfect way to feel less hazy. It might even help me to think about what happened.

'I will get you some clothes from my sister Milly. I think you have the same zise as her.' I thank him by nodding softly.

I walk into the bathroom and start to undress myself. I am still wearing the same clothes I was wearing yesterday when I woke up in the field. I look in the mirror and stair into someone's eyes. It are mine. It's weird, I can't remember looking at myself. My appearance is so new to me. I look at my nose that is out of proportion on compensations to the rest at my face, I look at my big grey eyes and my dull blond hair. It doesn't say anything to me, nothing looks familiar. I don't recognize the onIy thing that is permanent to me. I start to cry immensely loud. Is there anything I do know? I sit down on the edge of the bath and put my head in my hands. I feel more frustrated than yesterday when I first woke up with blank memories.

'Raven are you all right?' Christopher knocks on the door. I hear a certain tone of uncertainty in his voice. He is doubting whether he should come in or not.

'I am fine,' I try to sound like nothing is going on but I know he heard me already and the "Fine" doesn't really sound credible. Christoper looks around the cover finding me in my long tank top only. I don't mind, I am not that prude. He sits next to me a grabs for my hand. Gently. He rubs it and looks in my eyes. I can't help crying ever more. How can a person that doesn't even know me be so nice to me.

'It must be so hard for you to not know where you are from.' I nod.

'I don't even recognize the person starring at me in the mirror. I don't know who I am.' I say. He gives a little smile but It makes place for compassion.

'I will help you, I promis.' I put my head on his shoulder and I take a deep breath.

'Thank you.'

I couldn't help posting another chapter today. I will try to write another tomorrow if I have some spare time.

DivergentAlternative, thank you for your review! I know my chapters are bit sort but I can't help that. It's very hard to describe Raven's feelings without making it sound all the same. I never have been a miracle at long chapters. Chapters might get longer in the future.