8 REVELATION 1

I got up from the bed to find my way to the door... the room is dark. I search for the light switch and turned it on then I unlocked the door to be greeted by an unknown face.

A man.

"Hi" he said and I rubbed my eyes with the back of my palms. He revealed a very clean set of white teeth. I smiled too not knowing what to say. "Can I come in?" he asked as his voice clouded my mind. I nodded and stepped aside for him to come inside. There's always room for a new face. He looks handsome and quite young.

I left the door ajar and joined him inside. "please have a sit" gesturing for him to sit on the bed. "thank you" he replied as he sat down. Silence filled the room. He kept staring at me and I at him still standing. I didnt know what to say or who he is and I couldn't help but notice his features. Long lashes, grey eyes, very tall that my head stops about two inches before his shoulders, fair skin and nice brown hair. As he opened his mouth to talk I couldn't help but look at his lips and I touched mine staring at him deeply like I want to talk to his soul. My body felt different from how it feels when I'm around Mr Christian and my "dad".

"My name is Ian and I'm from Louisiana" he smiled again as he got up and led me to the bed holding my arms lightly as if he can't hurt a fly. Just that touch made me feel safe. I sat and nodded. He looked at me as if saying 'you stare too much'. I bent my head and only spoke when he asked "and what's your name ?" "Liv" I said not looking up. He held my chin and raised my face up to look at him. He shook his head and said "I mean your real name". I looked at him perplexed and smiled again. I swallowed hard. I felt suffocated and tears filled my eyes. "I..i don't know what it is"... He frowned as he looked at me, trying to read my mind. After about a minute of staring into my eyes "You're beautiful" he said. "I love your eyes" he said again. "thank you" I managed to say. He got up and walked out with big strides.

I sighed mournfully. I wish my life had a meaning. I touched my face 'you're beautiful ' remembering his words I blushed so hard. I don't know what I look like. 'my real name?' I got up and locked the door. I took a small diary from the small box in the wardrobe and opened it. Nothing has been written. A black ink pen laid in it. I wrote my name and left it that way. "OLIVIA" I kept the diary quietly under my pillow.

I showered and wore a blue tank top and black shorts. I heard something break downstairs. I walked down the stairs, on my way to the kitchen when I heard voices. I walked closer and peeked. I saw Ian, my dad and Mr Christian talking. My dad had a troubled look and Mr Christian looks like a frightened mouse.

"I told you I needed her with her memories and of her own will" I could only see Ian's back. "I told her but she said didn't like you said you're arrogant and rude " Mr Christian tried his best not the yell. Dad chipped in "Her memories will return, she told me about her dreams. Its like the life she has lived comes to play in her dreams except it doesn't last" he said this hoping it'll ease Ian's anger. He received a punch on the face instead. "next time I'll use a gun" From the sound of things he's trying so hard to control his emotions at the moment. I came out of hiding and walked towards them. Mr Christian looked over Ian's shoulder and his head turned with his gaze. Ian turned around and grinned.

"I'm hungry" I said with a frown. He walked to me and touched my eye brows, the grin not leaving his face. I pushed his hands away. and he laughed out loud. He turned around to face his people. "did you see what she did?" he paused. "I guess you didn't so I'll tell you." he took two big strides towards them and yelled "she pushed my hands away, now that's the girl I asked for!" He turned around to leave and stopped just at the kitchen door few steps away from me. "I want her back to normal in three days or all hell will let loose".and with that he left the house. I looked at the two human mice in front of me. I giggled and they jerked back to life. They stared at me and I smirked. "oh!" dad hurriedly brought me food and served it. Chicken breast and rice. "what is this called?" I asked curiously looking at the sauce on it. "Chicken coudon bleu" I smiled and took a bite... It was really really tasty. I laughed heartily looking like I was mad... the two men walked away looking at me like something isn't right.

There's this type of joy I felt. I just know something good is about to happen.

After eating I walked to the sitting room and I saw Mr Christian watching a video on his laptop. I told him we should talk he said I should go ahead

"who is Dinma?" I asked straightforwardly. He dropped his laptop and looked at me intensely and a smile appeared on his face. I raised my eye brow.

He cleared his voice "Well considering the fact that we lied to you, First of all I'll like to say I'm sorry for everything."

"just go straight to the point" I blinked and looked into his eyes not blinking. "okay..." he paused and excused himself. He went upstairs and came back downstairs with a mirror. he gave it me and told me to look at my face. "Let's start from there" He laughed nervously....

I took the mirror not wanting to see my face first. I was terrified. I swallowed the saliva forming in my mouth. I asked again. tears gathered in my eyes "who's Dinma?"...

"You, you are Dinma" his face had fear plastered on it.

I nodded as I blinked forcing the tears that has already formed in my eyes.

I got up slowly and walked upstairs back to room.

I wish I had someone like Ian to talk to.

I laid on my bed and brought out the diary and cancelled the name on it and wrote boldly "DINMA".

"Dear Diary,

My real name is Dinma. I found out today from Mr Christian. Today he gave me a mirror. I remember the Dinma girl from my dreams. I think that's what I look like. she I mean I am beautiful. I met someone today his name is Ian and I think he's really handsome and strong. I'll like to sleep now. I'll write on you soon again. Bye.