1 Who am I?

The Forgotten Secrets

My body hurts, my soul's crack, my freedom, taken—blood running like streams down my body, pooling around me like a lake. I do wonder how I got here, but right now, all I can see is it, a demon, a monster, the It, the person that was supposed to "love" me. "Ally," I tried to say, but something caught my eye, a bright light that gave out a warm feeling, that felt welcoming? I won't know, so is this it, is this the "end" people called about the bright light. "So this is what I was dating. Who would have thought my girlfriend was an abusive, toxic bitch? I tried to find a way out, but all I can see is her and her chains around my body. I wasn't dating a human; I was dating a demon, a demon called Ally." I thought, well, I can finally be with my mother.

"I think he's waking up," someone said, "your sure about that." someone else said, "what...happened" I tried saying, but my throat is so dry that it came out as "wha," "sir, please stay still, you're in the hospital," the doctor said? How did I get into the hospital, and when did I? My throat needs water, "wa, wat.." "Nurse, get him a glass of water!" the doctor yelled, still dazed and thirsty. What did happen to me, "hmmm." the doctor looks at me with, what is that sympathy in his eyes.

The doctors ask me for my name earlier, but I don't know who I am, what's my name, I told them, "umm, I don't remember, sir." it has been I don't know several hours now, they keep on asking questions like, do you remember where you live? How about your parent's names? No, and no, I don't know; everything is fuzzy, but I did ask what had happened to me, they said I was a victim of a robbery that went wrong.

Day 4 of being in the hospital, they told me I suffer from memory loss and a nasty case; I can't remember anything before waking up. Still, I do remember a name, " Felix Von Cree," I said aloud, that name feels familiar, but I don't know how, but as a lookup, the nurses are shocked to see the least, they asked me if that was my name, but I just shook my head no. the nurse left me alone, I do need to be alone and think I guess.

An hour later, the nurse came back with a guy who doesn't look familiar. Who is he? But I do love his hair, long silver hair tied up in a man bun, "Val," I looked up at him, "is Val my name," a tear slipped down his face, " yes it is, your name is Valorian Quinn Zayill, are you sure you remember me." Valorian Quinn Zayill, so that's my name, such an exotic name if I may say so. "Val, look at me what happened to you," so the doctors didn't tell him. "umm, I was a victim of a robbery that went wrong, and that I don't remember anything before waking up in the hospital. I don't even remember a childhood, just me waking up in the hospital, with a name swarming in my head." I look up, and he's crying; why is he crying—that's when I noticed something, tears dropping onto the blanket; why am I crying? Who is he? Who am I?

Hi grim here, so here it is. I am scraping the other Forgotten Secrets for this darker theme-ish story; this is a part of the first chapter and a raft draft, so after the first chapter is done, I will delete this chapter and then post the main one, and once again, thank you.

avataravatar