I woke up with the sun warming my face and the smell of bacon. I sat up half excepting my rip to hurt. I hugged my knees and tried to steady my breathing while rocking slowly back and forth. Was that really a dream? I don't remember most of my life before the orphanage so it must have been a memory.
That thought made me cry. But if I was raped why did he said my name was Rose. I think my name as always been Natalie but I can't be sure about that because I don't remember anything.
I find it just a little odd that I don't remember anything. Most kids at the orphanage would tell stories about their lives with their parents or families. But some kids would cry about not having parents yet and missing the parents they lost. I, on the other hand, just sat and watched. The most I remember was waking up in orphanage but I have a older memory. It was someone calling my name and I remember turning around to see them and everything went blank.
The orphanage psychologist said that I must of had a traumatic experience that must have erased my whole memory. I find that hard to believe considering the fact that my whole life can't be a traumatic experience. Can it?
"Natalie?" I looked up at Mom in the doorway. "Baby you ok?" She said walking over to my bedside and sitting down. She pulled me into a hug that I gladly accepted. "I heard what happened last night, was it that bad?" I nodded my head against her skin. "Do you want to talk about it?" I buried my head in her shoulder and shook my head no. "Alright baby but if you need to talk about anything don't be afraid to." I nodded. "Ok now let's get you some breakfast." I smiled and got up as she took my hand and lead me to the kitchen. I walked in and Jacob was in there piling his plate sky high. I walked over to him and wrapped my hands around his waist. Partly because that was the only part I could get my arms around.
"Thank you." I said into his back. He turned around and gave me a hug back.
"Any time," He answered sort of in my hair. I pulled away to get a plate of food. When I turned to get a sausage I saw Jacob staring at me.
"Does my nakedness brother you?" I mocked getting a sausage and sitting on the counter. I so claim the counter as my spot. He walked over to me and moved in front of me. Unlike me, he had a tee-shirt and jeans on.
"No not when you have a body like that." As he said these words I gradually turned a blotchy red.
"Jacob can you stop hitting on my sister for more than two minutes, I don't want to throw up." I looked over at Embry who was piling probably his plate. I giggled at his response.
"Maybe it would help if Natalie wasn't wearing that." Quil pointed out walking into the kitchen.
"Fine, I'll go get dressed." I said jumping of the counter and walking back to my room. Searching through my drawer for something least provocative outfit, "Hey mom?" I called.
"Yeah Natalie?" She asked walking in to my room.
"Can you help me find a outfit that won't make anyone stare?" A snorted laugh erupted from her and she sat next to near my drawers.
"Well I don't know if I can help you with that but I can help you find a outfit. " And of course she helped me find a outfit. We went with black saying that it was sliming and inconspicuous. Plus if I kept my hair down I would attract much attention but Mom said and I quote. She can't promise people won't stare. Oh, this is the outfit we picked out. It was a corset top with a hankcheif skirt and high heeled boots that had straps going up to my knees. She said that a black coat might help but I would have to take it off most of the day. So long story short I had no clothes that wouldn't get people to stare at me.
"Come on Natalie we're are going to be late for school." Embry called. (Ha ha I'm sorry that was a really bad pun right there. Get Embry Call called. Ha ha ok enough with the corniness and back to the story.)
"Ok coming, Thanks mom," I said hugging her.
"That's what I'm here for. Oh before I forget you have a Doctor's appointment." I sighed. "Don't be that way; it's just a physical so you can go to school."
"Alright," I said putting the coat on and walking out of my room. Walking out of the house and to the car where Jake was leaning against the driver side door. I walked over to him and he opened the door and lifted the back seat so I could get in. When I step in the car Quil was looking at me feet.
"Those look like stripper shoes." He said laughing.
"Well I like them." I said then I put my foot on the thing between Jake and Embry's seat. "Don't you two like my shoes?" I said in a ditzy voice. Embry looked over and smirked.
"Yeah there nice." He said.
"What about you Jake?" I asked nudging him a little with my foot. He looked over for a second then looked back at the road.
"I like them." He said.
"Thank you." I said putting my foot down and looking out the window. I started to think about my dream. It was weird did other people remember dreams as much I do? Maybe it was because I had a headache before. I leaned against the window and closed my eyes.
Will I ever know what my life was like before the orphanage?