Chapter eleven

Chapter 11

I started waking up when I heard two familiar voices, but I couldn’t remember how exactly I knew them. I heard them and it sounded like they were fighting each other, a battle of words.

“Let me see her.” I heard a voice say, one that was deep, gentle, but it was obvious that it was strong and sturdy, it seemed to consume me. Who did the voice belong to?

“Sorry,” said a voice that sounded like it wasn’t sorry at all, “she isn’t allowed to see visitors today.”

“I will see her whether you like it or not Griffin.” He said Griffin’s name has if he hated him.

“Good luck with that, Asher.” The guy who was Griffin said Asher’s name with as much hatred as Asher had said his own name.

I tried to stay still making them think I was still asleep. I heard footsteps growing farther and farther away.

Then a new set came in and asked, “Has she awoken yet?” Again the voice sounded very familiar, but I couldn’t put a name on it.

“No,” said the guy called Griffin, “she should be stirring any moment now. The pill that was in the banana should have worn off now.” What pill? In what banana? I saw a flash of memory in my brain. It was very blurry and I saw myself on the ground looking up to see a boy that looked really concerned, I was in his arms. Then I saw another guy he seemed a little too happy, he was smiling at me as he hovered over. Next I saw a girl, she was crying. I wanted to tell her I would be alright, but I couldn’t speak or move. It was as if I was paralyzed.

My flashback was broken when two people came in; they didn’t know I was awake yet. So they continued to talk.

“She will be perfect for our…organization….”

“Most definitely father.”

“She shouldn’t remember anything.”

“I know.” I knew then that I couldn’t trust anything that these men told me, they didn’t know that I sill knew some things. My name: Cammie, I had a boyfriend, I think it was the boy called Asher, I have a twin, and I knew that these people really weren’t an “organization” they were something much worse.

“Go wake her up.” The guy that was Griffin came over to me and whispered in my ear.

“Cam, sweetie? Wake up, you fainted and hit your head.” I moaned, because that was the only response I could think of without giving away the fact that I didn’t believe him. Why did he just call me sweetie? Why is he hugging me? What’s with the look on his face? He leans in and his face is centimeters from mine. That was when I pushed him away.

“NO!” I scream in his face.

“What’s the matter Cammaroni? I’m your boyfriend!” As he said that another memory came into my mind. A good looking man, who could be my father was standing next to my bedside, he kissed me on the forehead and whispered, “Good night Cammaroni,” in my ear. He left my room and shut the door. Wait, that man was my father!

“You are most definitely NOT my boyfriend,” I stand up and start to pace the floor.

“I think you are mistaken. Griffin and you have been dating for over a year now,” said the man in the corner Griffin had called father.

“I don’t believe you,” I whispered.

“You don’t believe me? Now why is that?” I couldn’t give away what I knew; they would do some bad things.

“I just don’t, why would he want to be my boyfriend?”

“I love you!” Said Griffin as another memory flooded into my mind. “I would never do anything with you.” Griffin said those words and I would never forget them. I decided to go along with it; maybe it would lead me to some more answers.

I ran over to Griffin, hugged him, and said, “I’m sorry I didn’t believe you.”

“It’s okay; you hit your head pretty hard.” He kissed me and it was one of the worst kisses ever. It was like kissing a wet dog.

He pulled away when his dad said, “That’s enough you two,” he said this with a smile on his face. Wow, I can’t believe they’re buying this.

“Let’s go downstairs to show everyone that you’re ok,” suggested Griffin.

“Ok, but how long was I out?”

“About two days,” answered Griffin’s dad. “Oh by the way if you forgot my name is Chase.” About a thousand images flashed through my brain, none of them good, and all of them of Chase. I shuddered.

“Are you cold?” asked Griffin, “Here let me help.” So he put his arms around me and pulled me close, I wanted to throw up.

Hands locked, and close together, Griffin and I made it down the stairs with Chase following close behind.

Griffin shouted, “Hey everyone look who’s up!” Whoever they were came rushing to the bottom of the stairs to look at me. I saw everyone and they all looked familiar, but I couldn’t put a name on them.

Chase commented, as if seeing my struggle, said, “Cam, since you hit your head so hard you may have forgotten who everyone is.” They all got in line and said their names, almost in the end of the line was my twin, her name was Elise. After her was the girl I saw who was crying in my memory, her name was Aubrey. Last was the guy I heard, he had black hair and dazzling eyes I wanted to run to him, instead of being glued next to Griffin.

“Hi,” he said, “remember me? I’m Asher.”

“Asher? Asher!” I whispered as realization hit.

“Now, now, Cam come here,” said Griffin as he turned me around and hugged me. I saw Asher looking at me with a look of confusion, hurt, and anger. I tried to lip I remember you. Play along. He nodded his head slightly so that I would know he understood.

“May I use the rest room?” I asked to no one particular.

“Yeah it’s right that way,” said the guy named Luke pointing in the opposite direction as everyone else, “Take a left and its right there.”

“I need to go too,” said Asher.

“Ok I guess you two can go together.” We walked, not saying anything to each other, not until we were around the bend.

“What did they do to you?” Asher demanded.

“Well they tried to erase my memory, but failed. I remember some things like that the “organization” murdered my father, figured that one on my own; I had a twin sister, and I knew I had a boyfriend that wasn’t Griffin.”

“Yeah that would be me,” said Asher.

“I had a feeling you were him,” I said with a smile.

“Your feelings were right,” he leaned in and kissed me and pulled away. We looked at each other an understanding seemed to pass through us and got straight to work.