Chapter 25:

When I fell asleep I surprisingly didn't dream. I was figuring that I'd wake up in a completely different place, but when I woke up, I was still in my bed in my room at the Manor. I heard Alyssa getting dressed in her room, worrying to herself about me. I could hear my mom downstairs talking to someone on the phone. Then I heard the door open and heard Cole call to my mom and another voice that I figured was Scott's voice.

"Honey? Where are you?" Cole called (I'm sorry; I just can't seem to get myself to call the jerk dad. Well, I'll have to to his face but otherwise, he's Cole. And he's probably got something to do with this. )

My mom hung up the phone, apparently done with her conversation. "I'm in the kitchen. How was the game?" She asked

"Great! We kicked butt! We won 15-0." I heard Scott exclaim

"That's great sweetie!" My mom said

"What's wrong with Jessie, mom?" Scott asked

"I guess your dad told you?" She asked back

"Yeah. What's wrong with her?" He repeated worriedly

"I think she might have a concussion of some sort… I think it could be from when she hit her head on the diving board this week." Mom said

"Oh…well, can I go see her?" Scott asked

"Yeah, I guess. But she might be sleeping." Mom replied

"Okay." Scott said, and started up the stairs.

He walked through my door just a few seconds later. Seeing me awake, he smiled.

"Hey, kid. How're you feeling?" he asked, sitting at my desk chair, still in his baseball uniform.

"Watch your dirty cleats, Jeeze! MY floor's clean unlike someone else's I know." I replied, surprising myself

"Sorry." He grinned "So really, what's wrong with you? Can you remember anything?"

I decided to play it like I'd been receiving more of my memories and been getting better.

"Well…sort of. It's all so confusing. So…I don't know. It really scares me, because when I woke up, I couldn't even remember my own name." I confessed

"Sheesh…I'm sorry. Mom thinks it's from when you hit your head this week." Scott said

"I know. She didn't let me go to diving today." I pouted

"Well, duh. If you wake up not remembering your own name, how the hell do you think you'd remember how to dive?" Scott asked

"Oh crap! Coach is going to kill me if I forget how to dive…" I said, voice trailing off. Wow this was scary…it was like I was actually starting to have real memories from whatever this universe was. So…bizarre. I knew I had to get back home, but at the same time, I've been caring more and more about my family here. The one thing that's been holding me back is Cole. But I've always wanted siblings. Especially older ones. I mean, aunts are nice and all, but there's something about the bond between siblings that I envy.

"Hey… you still here?" I heard Scott ask, and saw his hand waving in front of my face.

"Huh? Oh…yeah." I replied, snapping out of my thoughts "Just thinking."

"Dad told me about your dream too. Pretty freaky." Scott said

"Yeah…it really scared me." I replied, sighing

I looked up and saw Alyssa standing at the door. That's when I realized that she and Scott were twins. Right….

"Hey. Can I come in?" she asked

"Sure." I replied

"Cool. Hey, Scott how'd your game go? Alyssa asked, coming in my room.

"Awesome! We won! I was worried though, when I only saw dad there, so that threw off my game a little. But we did really well, kicking ass 15-0!" Scott smiled

"Great!" Alyssa exclaimed excitedly

"How'd gymnastics go?" Scott asked

Alyssa shrugged. "So-so. It was one of those practices. I was fine, but everyone else was having a bad day. It wasn't great."

"Aw. That's a bummer." Scott sympathized "You know what this one over here was mad about?" he asked, pointing to me.

"What?" Alyssa replied

"She was mad that mom wouldn't let her go to practice because of her possible concussion." Scott stated

Alyssa looked at me. By that point she had already gotten on my bed. "Kid, you're crazy. Besides, you need a vacation anyway. You've been training way too much." She said

"Hey…I have an excuse. I'm training for the Olympics. Do you know how badly coach wants me to go?" I asked, very surprised at these words coming out of my mouth

"No, do you?" Alyssa joked

"Actually…no. Because I don't remember who my coach is." I said, confused yet again.

Alyssa and Scott looked at each other.

"I'm sorry." I sighed "But I honestly had no idea who you two were until I woke up a little while ago. I couldn't remember a thing. But it's funny because I didn't have any dreams when I was asleep. I don't know. This concussion thing is so confusing. I have such a…spotted memory. It's not cool. Whatever you do, never get a concussion."

"Sweetie…are you absolutely positive this is a concussion?" Alyssa asked

I sighed again. "Well…sort of. I'm not completely positive, but mom is. I think she's just hoping that's what it is so that there's some diagnosis to whatever the hell is happening to me. I don't really know. I'm just sort of going on with it at the moment until I get all my memory back." I explained

"Wow…that's kind of confusing." Scott said

"Way to point out the obvious, bro." Alyssa commented

Scott ignored that. "So what do you think this is from?" Scott asked

"Honestly? I have a feeling that that dream that I had had something to do with this. It was such an intense dream I could have sworn that it was real. When I woke up, I wasn't sure if this was actually a dream or what had just happened was a dream or what was real. I think that could make anyone loose there minds for at least I little while." I said

"I could see that. Like, those really visible dreams that you're like, actually in them and you're talking and you can see yourself and stuff." Alyssa replied

"Yeah….sort of. Again, I don't really know, I'm just guessing." I said

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