Haruhi was sitting on the lounge chair trying to figure out a way to get out of this place. When she slept and when her whole body was underwater she was plagued by memories. Memories of her idiot self who could not see the good life she had with someone who loved her. All she had were the memories and the emotions she felt in those memories, everything else was like a blank slate. So, she sat there trying to remember who she was.

First, her name was Haruhi….. Haruhi? She tried to think of her last name and only got glimpses of writing it on paper. It started with an F… Fuji? Oka. Her name is Haruhi Fujioka. Her parents were… She didn't even have an inkling of a memory of them. Skipping her parents she moved to the host club. She knew about that through the memories. In the club were Kyouya Ootori, Tamaki Suou, and Hikaru Hitachiin. From her the memories given to her she knew those names, but there were others. She pictured Kyouya's wedding trying to recall the faces and people she talked to in the memory. Hikaru was always with his twin brother…. Kaoru Hitachiin. There were two others next to them; one tall, dark and handsome, the other being carried was small, blonde, and cute. The small one was Hunny… at least that is what she called him. His real name is Mitsukuni Haninozuka, the one holding him is Takashi Morinozuka or Mori. Okay, she had the host members down at least. So, in her memories she was in love with Kyouya who married someone he loved and Tamaki loved her but she didn't love him. Why didn't she love him?

Was it looks? Both Kyouya and Tamaki were handsome, but Kyouya seemed more serious and his image was perfect. Tamaki's hair always seemed mussed up and he was friendly with everyone. Based on her memories Kyouya made her heart race because she could never tell what he was going to do, and the dark energy he emitted was consuming but she knew it would never harm her. She thought he felt the same way, but as soon as Akane enrolled at Ouran things changed. Kyouya changed. Perhaps she was clinging to the past him. Tamaki in the other hand was joyful in almost all things he did. He loved her without question, and the passion he showed her in bed was consuming and made her smile. What was her past-self thinking? It must have been the drugs. That was the only explanation for her stupidity. Maybe after rehab her life took a turn for the better. Haruhi wanted to jump into the pool again to see if thing got better, but she hesitated because she didn't know if she could take much more if things got worse.

Taking a deep breath, she slipped back into the pool. She treaded water for a minute realizing that no memories came to her while her head was above water. She also noticed that her burns from sitting on the chair were not healing and she still felt thirsty and hungry. Apparently her whole body had to be submerged into the water for the…. Magic? ... to work. Steadying her breathing, Haruhi dunked herself into the refreshing water.

Day 1

This had to be the worst day of her life, next to watching Kyouya getting married. She had not been able to leave the toilet all night and all she wanted to do was sleep. Unfortunately this was the price she had to pay for shooting that damn drug through her veins. She was never doing them again if this is what she had to go through. Her stomach hurt and it was empty but she kept heaving into the toilet bruising her insides. She was determined to get better because she never wanted to see that look on Tamaki's face again.

Day 4

Tamaki never came to visit her and that hurt more than anything. They took her cell phone away and she wasn't allowed to make any phone calls as per Tamaki's instruction. Her heart was burning and she couldn't wait to get home to try and fix what she had broken.

1 Month

She was starting to panic. The only contact she has had with Tamaki is through letters in the mail. He won't even face her. What has he said to the others? They had to of known she is missing by now. Did Tamaki tell them the truth? God, she hoped not. The stress was starting to make her sick and she never wanted the needle as badly as she did right now.

2 Months

The therapist says she shouldn't worry too much. He was just trying to give her space so she could recover. She grasped onto that thought like a life line. Just one more month, one more month and she would be free of this place and back with Tamaki.

Last Day

Freedom, finally. The car pulled up to the entrance and she entered hoping to finally see Tamaki. He wasn't there. She looked to the driver and she realized he wasn't Tamaki's normal driver.

"Where is he," Haruhi asked.

"I'm sorry ma'am; Master Tamaki did not come with. He is at the main house and I am to drop you off at another home that he has purchased for you. All your belongings have already been moved there," The driver replied as he pulled away.

"No, take me to the main house," Haruhi demanded.

"I'm sorry; I can't do that under Master Tamaki's orders."

Haruhi leaned back in her seat and stared blankly out the window. He said that he would give them another chance. He promised. Haruhi was so numb she didn't even feel the tears as they fell.

A/N: Yeah I know they are short. Too bad. Review please.