Chapter 6

"Where am I?"

My thoughts are scrambled, and for a moment I don't know where I am. I feel numb, and groggy. Then, reality crashes in on me again.

I sit up slowly, and rub my neck.

The sun is hanging high in the sky, and the world is bathed in sunlight. Everything seems so alive, and perfect in the morning.

I look over and see Rosie sound asleep. She looks so much younger than she actually is. Her blonde hair curls around her round looking face, and the way she curled up into a ball...

An image flickered in my mind.

"Blonde hair...blue eyes..."

I blinked my eyes quickly, and the second I did the image hiding in my mind vanished.

I shake my head quickly.

"My life is a mess..."

I can't tell dreams, between possible memories anymore. I don't know what's real or fake...

I close my eyes, and press my fingers to my temples.

"Forget about it. Relax. Stay calm...relax..."

I chanted the same words over and over in my head again, and pushed all of my thoughts towards the back of my mind.

"Relax..."

It seemed like hours before I could finally open my eyes again, but when I did, the sun was still floating above me. The world around me was still full of light. Nothing had changed.

"Liz?"

I turned around, and saw Rosie staring at me.

"Are you alright?" Rosie whispers gently. I'm surprised by the amount of concern in her voice. We've barely known each other for a day, and she's acting like she's known me for years.

"I'm fine," my voice comes out sounding strained.

"Liz," Rosie reaches out and touches my hand.

"I'm. Fine," I say through gritted teeth. Rosie and I may be close, but I'm not ready to talk about the fact I don't even know anything about my past. I'm not ready to admit to her that I barely remember who I was before I rebooted; That the only thing left of my past life are dreams.

Rosie just nods her head, and pulls away from me.

"So," I say awkwardly in trying to change the subject. "Breakfast?"

Rosie laughs, "I think it's a bit late for breakfast. How about lunch?"

I smile, "Sounds good."

I know this chapter is really short, but I just wanted to show Liz's vulnerable side. She can be strong, and funny, but the fact that she can't remember much of her life is killing her.

Anyways, I'm totally open for other's opinions, and I'd really like to know if I should continue this story.

Thanks for reading!