kristanio

Chapter 7
I woke up in my bed, with a purple tee shirt, and plaid pajama pants on. My eyes were red from lack of sleep, and my head was buried into my pillow. I crawled out of my warm bed, and turned on the lamp next to me. I looked at the clock; it was 10 am. I slowly walked into the kitchen, and grabbed some orange juice and poured it into a glass. I drank it slowly while staring at the wall. I was miserable inside.
“I- I don’t even remember putting these pajamas on…” I grumbled to myself. I was so upset towards Ben; and Daniel for not telling me anything. Just then, my head started to hurt. I was remembering more. I collapsed out of the wooden stool, and onto the cold tile floor. My hands gripped my head in pain. I remembered Ben, his eyes wide, and his fists clenched. He screamed in anger, my name. My body was shaking violently as these thoughts raced through my head. He had a clipboard in his hand, as he threw it. Veins were showing on his forehead, as he was throwing the clipboard.
“What do you think you’re doing?!” He shouted at a figure, which was unclear in my memory. I threw my head back in reality, which I was screaming uncontrollably in. I didn’t even notice, until I started to scream louder as more pain surged. I opened my eyes to see a woman at my side. Long brown hair was falling in front of her face, and she wore thin rimmed glasses. She too had a lab coat on just like everyone else in this building.
“It’s okay! Quiet now, I’m here, look remember me?” The mystery woman kept saying. I didn’t want to talk, but at least I stopped screaming.
“Good, good, you stopped. Let me help you…” She said as she picked me up. She placed my on my feet as my eyes stayed closed. She took my hand and stroked my head. “It’s okay baby girl, don’t cry.” Tears soon started to pour down my face. My hands soon stopped shaking. “Good, good, let me help you up now.” I obviously revolted against the idea of standing up, but she seemed kind enough to come in and help me, so I didn’t fight against it. She lifted me up off the ground and grinned at me. I squinted my eyes at the light, everything seemed to spin, I felt like I had to grab on to something to stay standing. I gripped her shoulder for balance. She laughed.
“Why are you laughing.” I was surprised words even came out of my mouth.
“Because you are funny, I haven’t seen you this damaged in a long time. What you need is a nice tall glass of water. Isn’t that right?” Why was she treating me like some kind of pet? Everything seemed to piece together, and my dizziness faded away. I didn’t realize how hard I was gripping the soft brown fabric of her shirt, and I suddenly let go, as if she was going to attack me.
“You… I know you from somewhere!” I raised my voice a little in shock. Seeing her a second time, without all the nausea and the feeling that the whole world was going to collapse, made her more recognizable. I just couldn’t put my finger on it.
“Of course you do! Don’t you remember me?” She looked concerned, like she didn’t know about something, that even I didn’t know about.”
“I, I don’t remember you…”
“Well I’ll be…”
“Well then, who are you?”
“I work with Ben? Do you, or remember Ben dear?” Here she goes again, talking to me like I was stupid.
“Yes. I know Ben.”
“I work with him!” No kidding, I thought.
“Look,” she continued, “I’m sorry to say this, but I am your escort out of your room. You need to go down to the presentation that you missed a few days ago; Ben insisted you go with him. He says you’re his ‘lucky charm’ or something like that, I don’t know. Just get dressed, and I will bring you to his office, I will be waiting here.” I really just wanted to lie in bed, and just let my mind wonder to the places it has not been yet. I was trying to find the right time to talk to Ben on why I ended up in that closet in the first place, but I know the usual answer would be, oh I can’t tell you that information. I have to be more creative.
I opened the door slowly to my room, pulled out the same dress I wore last time. I threw on some black heels and didn’t even bother to put on makeup. The dress didn’t even seem to sparkle on me this time I wore it, it seemed to lose its charm, just like I lost my memory, my mind, my self awareness, nothing seemed right anymore. I dragged myself into the bathroom, and washed my face, and brushed my hair. Ten minutes later, I came back in to the kitchen. I saw the woman sitting on the couch, the broken glass from my orange juice was cleaned up.
“Let’s go, shall we?”
I tried to revolt. I made up so many excuses. I feel sick. I’m coming down with a fever. I think I am going to throw up. She still insisted I went, and she dragged me up the stairs with no fuss. I knew I wasn’t going to get out of it.
            “Honey, you look concerned, are you okay?” Her brown eyes looked down at me, waiting for an answer.
            “I just, I don’t know. I have no idea where I am, I don’t know who anyone is… I can only remember my own name.” I said. I’m so glad I actually got to tell someone without being cut off, or not listened to. I was just hoping for a response that I wanted. She sighed, and looked into my eyes.
            “You do understand I cannot tell you much after what you have been through, correct? But I can tell you one thing; do what you need to do here. Making a fuss of things will only get you into more trouble.” I sighed. I knew it was going to be an answer like that.
             “So, we are going to Ben’s office?” I said, thinking of what my next move would be.
             “Yes, and then to the presentation room, but he said he had to talk to you first.” She trailed off, probably not wanting to continue this conversation. The faint bags under eyes indicated that she probably didn’t get much sleep, that she was stressed out, or the dangerous mixture of the two. 

Chapter 6 

“I saw my name… I swear I saw it.” I whispered.
            “Wish I knew what you were talking about…” Daniel mumbled. “We’re heading to go see Ben now; I need to return you to him.” We walked along with no expression on our faces. I let go of his hand and walked with him to a place I didn’t want to go. Ben’s laboratory.
When we walked into his laboratory, I couldn’t believe my eyes. So many test tubes filled with multi-colored liquids. There were many tables inside this large room. I left Daniels side to go look at what was inside of the large jars. They were labeled body parts. I gagged when I looked at them, or at least when I knew what they were. It was a before and after kind of thing. There was a before heart, and then an after one. The after one had some sort of medicine injected into it, and it looked pale gray.
“Come on; let’s look for Ben.” Daniel rested his hand on my shoulder, signaling that we should keep on walking. We walked into several different rooms, all associated with different topics, one with medicine, one with body parts, and another with  the nervous system. I got goose bumps every time I saw a picture of Ben on the wall. There was one of him with the president of 2033, and a banner said, “Congrats Ben!” I shivered.
“Are you alright? You seem a little pale.” Daniel said to me.
“Yes… I’m alright.” I wish I hadn’t lied.
“I know you aren’t comfortable right now, but I need you to stay strong. Don’t let him hurt you.” My eyes got wide again. My back jerked upright, out of my slouching position. What do you mean, don’t let him hurt me? I thought to myself. I saw someone in a chair, their back turned to us, and they looked extremely focused.
“Who let you in my office Daniel; I am assuming Adam is with you?” He said with a bland tone.
“Oh, no Adam is not with me. Emily is with me.” In an instant, the chair spun around.
“Emily! It’s so nice to see you! I do apologize for my sudden disappearance this morning; I had to work on my, well, work.” Ben said. “Daniel get out of here, Emily and I are trying to have a civilized conversation, your just being a nuisance.” He continued to say. I scowled at him. Those words of disgust that just came out of his mouth made me sick. My tongue was tied. I didn’t want to speak up with Ben in the room.
“Oh, okay Ben. I was just returning Emily to you. Have a nice day.” Daniel said with disappointment. I nudged Daniel and smiled at him. I needed him to know at least someone cared about his feelings. He smiled back. As soon as he left the room, Ben got up.
“I would first off, formally apologize for my behavior. These past 3 weeks, I regret. A lot; and I don’t want you to suffer anymore. You mean a lot to me, and I will not hurt you anymore.” Ben’s words struck me hard. I honestly did not expect that to come out of his mouth, out of everything he could have said, it was that. I was speechless.
“I would understand if you would not want to speak with me, but you have to be with me anyway, so you might as well talk. I don’t like being the only one holding up a conversation.” Now that bothered me a little bit; but the first thing he said really made things click in my head.
“Why was I in that cube.” I blurted out. Our eyes locked.
“Because I made a mistake, and I’m here to protect you now.” I looked into his eyes. His beautiful eyes, I leaned closer.
“If your here to protect me, then why won’t you and your workers tell me what’s going on.” I whispered.
He smiled. “Because this is a way of protecting you; you don’t need to know your past. Enjoy what you have now.” My smile turned into a frown instantly. I backed away from him.
“Take me to my room. I don’t want to talk to you anymore.”
            “Emily, don’t be stubborn! I want to spend time with you.” He took my hand as he said this. I pushed his hand away from mine.
            “I’m not being stubborn.” I stepped back.
            “Look, your making this difficult, I don’t need this you know.” I noticed his jaw locked. “I’m in charge of you, and you are special.”
            “What makes me so special Ben? Huh? What makes me the special girl?” I screamed.
            “You, don’t need to know that information.”
            “Take me to my room. Right. Now.” Now that seemed a little stubborn of me to say, but I needed some time to think. I needed to know what was going on this instant. Ben grabbed my arm and led me out of his office.
I paced in my room, furious on the information that was just released to me, or well, the lack of information that was released to me. I hate this. I threw myself onto my bed; the covers were cold against my skin. I screamed into my pillow. I screamed louder and louder until my lungs couldn’t take it anymore. I retreated into the bathroom, and stripped myself of my clothing. I stepped into the shower and turned on the water, the chilling water. I didn’t care. I needed this. Goose bumps sprang all across my body. My head looked upwards toward the shower head, eyes closed. All those cold pellets of water turned warm.
I pressed my back against the wet shower wall, and slid down slowly into a sitting position. My head drooped like a wilted flower, and tears were streaming down my face. My goose bumps decreased as I sat there. Hours it seemed, crying. Crying out for help that nobody was going to give me; nobody. 

Chapter 5
I stared blankly at the floor. My footsteps seemed to echo it was so quiet when I walked in. All eyes on me, I fidgeted with my shirt. A smirk spread across Adams face when he saw a certain someone. Someone who dresses like a classy man, and has an attitude.
            “Adam! Look who I found!” Daniel said with enthusiasm. Adam walked up to me and his hand touched my curls. I froze.
            “Please… don’t touch me.” I said hesitantly.
            “Well someone woke up on the wrong side of the bed today!” He must have enjoyed this. I stepped back, still holding onto Daniels hand tightly.
            “I would just leave her be. We are looking for Ben? Do you know where he is?” Daniel asked.
            “I saw him working on some new experiment, in his laboratory I think.” Something caught my eye. I let go of Daniels hand and walked toward one of the many computers.
            “Dear, where are you going?” Daniel said walking after me.
            “I swear she is like an untrained puppy…” Adam said. My eyes widened more. I sat down in the chair and my eyes scanned the screen. Memories shot back in my head. My toes curled inside my boots. I closed my eyes and saw myself. I saw myself in a glass cube. A helmet type device was attached to my head, and I was strapped to a chair. I remembered. These awful memories. I saw Ben, he smiled at me. He kept talking, but I couldn’t hear him. My head hurt remembering this, but it was something that just surfaced. It hit me like a ton of bricks.
            “Emily? Are you there? Emily?” I ignored him. I saw Ben in my head. I saw him at a control panel, with so many buttons. Sweat was pouring down my face when I was strapped in that chair. Chained up like a dog. Something started pouring out of the clear box I was in. My veins on my wrists bulged, and so did the ones in my forehead.
            “Here, let me slap her, maybe that will get her out of her head.” Adam said with a smile. My eyes shot open. I pushed Adam away from me and my hand went straight to the mouse of the computer.
            “What happened? Why are all the documents closed on this computer?” I screamed
            “Why, I don’t know what you’re talking about.” Daniel stared at the floor when he said this.
            “You know what I am talking about!” I hissed. “It said my name on that computer! I saw it! Stop lying to me!”
            “Shut that girl up. Shut her up right now!” Adam screamed. He grabbed my arm and pulled my face close to his. He looked at me for a long time. My hands gripped my thighs.
            “Listen to me now girl. You saw nothing, you got me? Don’t ever speak of this again.” He pushed me hard against the wall, and walked away. Daniel grabbed my hand, and led me out of the laboratory.

Chapter 4
“Em, Em! Wake up please!” It was Ben’s voice. I felt warm covers surrounding me. I was definitely lying on a mattress. My eyes slowly opened, and my hands immediately clenched the cream colored covers. My eyes squeezed shut and tears poured down both sides of my face.
            “Em! Oh my god, I need to call someone, someone who can help you!” Ben screamed.
            My dry lips crackled trying to form words, but they just wouldn’t come out. Lipstick was smeared across my lips, and mascara was streaming down my face. The front of my head felt on fire. I have never felt pain like this before. This was obviously new to me, but every time I tried to remember something, my head just hurt more, like my brain was pressed up against my forehead.
            “Em, do you need water? What do you need?” He said. I can see it in his face he wanted to help me with a deep passion. I find it easy to figure out his emotions quickly. But all this thinking was killing me. I tried to communicate with the man. I nodded my head, which made me cry more. Excruciating pain, like no other, I felt like my brain was mush, and it was splattered all over the inside of my head. I felt helpless. He didn’t say a word. He ran to the kitchen. Every sound was like an explosion. The taps of his shoes hitting the wooden floor were like frag grenades going off.
“Okay, I have your water, it’s okay, I’m here for you, I’m here for you.” He said with reassurance. I wanted him to stroke my head again, it soothed me. He tilted my head up, slowly, and put the cold glass cup against my dry lips. He tilted the glass upward and water flowed into my mouth. It traveled down my throat. It felt good; it tasted good also. I drank a glass full, and another after that. He asked me if I wanted some more, but I shook my head. I just wanted to rest. The water really seemed to help, because I fell asleep instantly, my pain decreasing.
****
I woke up with the lamp light shining on the bed. Ben was sleeping next to me, still in his tuxedo. I slowly got out of the bed trying not to wake him. I walked into the bathroom glancing over to the mirror. I saw an unfamiliar face, with makeup smeared everywhere, and bags under her eyes. That girl was unfortunately, me. My tangled hair needed to be controlled, so I decided to hop into the shower. I closed the door and locked it. I stripped of my silver dress and walked into the shower. The steamy water hit my face and woke me up immediately. Makeup poured off my face and my natural look appeared once again. I smiled. I smiled because I was fortunate that my head didn’t hurt anymore, and I didn’t get in any trouble yesterday. A half an hour later, I was out of the shower and drying my hair with a towel. When I glanced in the mirror again, I saw my somewhat happy self, clean and bright. I unlocked the door and put on a towel.
            The bed was empty when I walked into my bedroom.
“Ben are you here?” No answer. I dropped my towel, and looked into my wardrobe. I threw on my clothes, consisting of a long sleeve purple V neck shirt, and skinny jeans. I put on fuzzy boots, and a gray knit scarf. I walked into the kitchen and leaned against the granite counter. I felt lonely. I needed something to do, so I decided to watch some TV in my room. I went into my room and sunk into my mattress, while turning on the TV. Right while I was flipping through the channels, the news came on. Big red letters appeared saying, “No cure found, still looking,” on the screen. Right when I caught the slightest glimpse of those big red words, the key pad lock made a noise. My back went upright, and I turned off the TV. I threw my body onto the bed and pretended to be asleep, a trick I used to pull when I was a kid.
“Emily, are you in here?” A voice said. Someone I did not recognize. I said nothing in response; I was pretending I was asleep.
“Hello? Is Ben here? I need to talk to him about…” The voice trailed off. It was a male voice. He must have lost train of thought. Footsteps came closer to this room, I kept my eyes shut. My bedroom door opened. I could feel his eyes staring at me.
“Emily… I know your pretending. I can see it in your face, dear, get up.” He said. My eyes opened. I knew exactly who this was. Goose bumps sprung up across my whole body. His lively hair was in its natural state, and he wore a sweater vest with a white undershirt underneath.
“Dear, it’s quite alright; I’m not going to hurt you.” He said.
“…Daniel?” I said a little shaky.
“Yes! I do apologize for Bens behavior issues; he just has a little bit of a temper. I saw yesterday that you did not show up?” I winced at the thought of what was on the other side of that door. Maybe that was where Ben wanted me to go. To get all dressed up.
“Not a good topic to bring up I see… Well you should have been there; Ben was going to have you volunteer, considering you have done things like this before.”
“Volunteer for what?” I said.
“Where is Ben?” He said, totally ignoring my previous question.
“Well, when I woke up, he was next to me, and when I got out of the shower, he was gone.”
“Interesting… well how about we look around the building, make some calls, and find him for you shall we?” He said nicely. I think I’m starting to like Daniel; in a friendly way of course. He pointed where he wanted me to go, and I followed. I walked to the door with the lock. He stood in front of the lock and typed in four numbers. I wish I knew what those numbers were. We walked through the door and all the walls around me were metal. I let my fingertips touch the glossy material, it was cold. He took my hand and led my down the straight hallway. He opened up a door with another keypad lock, again four numbers.
“Daniel?” I said.
“Yes love? What is it?” He said looking straight ahead at the laboratory coming up in a few feet.
“What is going to happen to me?” I asked, staring at the floor, letting my damp curls go in front of my face.
“Well, I would love to tell you. But that is against the rules. My job is head of this laboratory. We are trying our very hardest to find cures to all diseases.” He told me.
“Well, I saw this thing on the news; it said something like, no cure, still looking. Can you please explain this?” I said.
“I cannot say any more. I would if I could. Trust me.” I didn’t believe he would tell me. He never would, even if he did have the authority. I walked into the laboratory, with so many questions in my head.  

Chapter 3
There were so many dresses to choose from. Sequins on most of them, and mostly short. It feels like I tried on thousands of dresses, until I found one that was at least decent. It was made of silver silk, and was knee length. It glittered when I spun around in front of the mirror.
“Hmm, this seems okay.” I said to myself. I glanced at my reflection in the mirror. I tried remembering what happened before waking up in that closet. I shook my head, giving up in defeat. I walked into the bathroom and looked at my sad reflection. I applied mascara, pearl white eye shadow, along with liquid eyeliner on top and, pencil on my bottom lids. Blush was a touch up with some red lipstick to add some color to this sad little rainbow that is me. I felt hopeless.
A knock at the door alerted me and my back perk up, to cover my sadness.
“Dear, are you ready? We have to go in a few.” A familiar voice said outside the door. My lips stayed sealed, like someone super glued them shut. The door slowly opened, and footsteps came closer to the bathroom door, where I was.
“Sweetheart, come on, I already apologized, and I just need you to come with me okay? I really am sorry.” It said again. I pulled down my dress with discomfort, and walked out the door. It was Ben again. “Oh you look beautiful!” He said, trying hard to flatter me.
“Uh, um, thanks,” I said awkwardly. I really wonder why he was complimenting me like this. I wish my tongue wasn’t tied, because I would ask him a huge amount of questions.
“Oh anything for you love.” He said. He grabbed my hand and rushed me out the door. My heels skidded into the floor, not wanting to go, I needed to know what was going on. “Um, are we leaving the building?” I asked curiously.
“Of course not, why would you think we would silly?” He said laughing.
“Well, I just thought since you were making me get all dressed up, that we would be going out.” I said.
“Stop acting foolish, and let’s go, we are going to be late, we have to go to floor 7.”He said with his temper rising a little bit. I could tell because his face grew redder. We ran, or well, he dragged me down the halls. He was wearing a black tux with a bowtie, and black loafers, just as he was when he barged into my bathroom. He looked like he was dressed for a wedding. After for how long we have been running, we finally got to the 7^th floor. The carpets looked a bit stained, and they were red. The wallpaper was peeling and it honestly didn’t look that well taken care of. From all the posters and the staircases that I ran up, this place seemed like a science lab. A huge one at that, and at least that’s something that I know about this unknown building.
“We are here! The last time I was here, man this place really went downhill, don’t you agree?” Ben said with disbelief. I couldn’t answer, even if I did know, I wouldn’t want to answer anyway. I did not want to talk to him. He didn’t want to answer my questions; I wouldn’t want to talk to him. When he gripped the rusty door knob, I didn’t know what to expect to be on the other side of that door. For all I know there could be dead bodies, considering I don’t know this building, or at least don’t remember. And that this floor looked so abandoned.
“I don’t think I want to go in there.” I said firmly.
“Babe, come on it’s not that bad.” He said.
“Why are you calling me babe? I said I don’t want to go in there!” I said angrily. He grabbed my wrist, restraining me to go anywhere.
“I said, let’s go!” Now he started to pull my wrists towards him. I pulled away harder. My feet naturally pulled away also. “What are you doing? You know we are going to be late.” He said trying to control his anger.
“You’re hurting my wrists!” I screamed. Memories shot in my head like a slingshot. The fear that I was feeling now was 10x worse back in my forgotten memories. It feels as if they were buried, and I was trying to dig them back up. I remember the colors red and black. Red representing the fear in my eyes, and black in eyes, defiantly not mine. Not actual memories came back to me, but just emotions. The kind that make your body tremble in freight, the soul chilling emotions. The fear was radiating off my body. My back was pressed up against the wall. I must have been zoned out for a long time, because Ben was shaking my shoulders screaming at me.
“Emily you better get out of your head and listen to me!” He screamed at me. It was frightening. I shook my head and ran… I ran out of the place with Ben. That horrible place, my heels were left behind. I ran down the stairs.
“Emily, you better come back here right now!” He screamed at me, his voice neared. “Come back here, right, now!” He screamed louder. I did not know this guy well, but he did have a temper.
“Get away from me!” I screamed back, a flight of stairs ahead of him. I raced faster, only a few floors down until the 1^st floor, my exit.
“I don’t understand! Why are you acting up?” He said, a bit calmer, yet still running after me. My feet stopped in place. Everything just stopped. My head hurt so bad, I could still, only see the colors black and red. My hand buried itself in my hair, as I rubbed my head. My eyes blinked slowly, and it seemed as if the whole world was falling apart. Swirling, spiraling into madness. My knees gave out and I collapsed onto the stained carpet. I just laid there. Motionless, but my thoughts still raging. Feet run up next to me, black loafers. He was now kneeling down and stroking my straightened hair.
“Em, just please tell me why you are acting up? I don’t want to reprimand you for something you cannot control, just please tell me.” Ben said softly in my ear. Him stroking my head was one of the nicest things he has done with me, or for what I can remember. “I don’t remember,” I murmured. I felt like my world was collapsing, my brain was pounding against my skull. Indescribable pain.
“What can’t you remember? Tell me!” He said with worry. My lips were about to shape the words I was about to say, but before I could answer, everything went black. My eyes closed. My world was sent to rest, and the pain was gone. 

Chapter 2 of my series. 

It seems as if someone keeps pressing my panic button, because I have been all over the place. They put me in a room with a keypad lock. The food was actually delightfully good, exotic as well. They didn’t let me leave, but the room had a comfortable atmosphere. When you walked in, to your left there would be a stainless steel kitchen, with a huge fridge, and a basket of fruit set on the dark granite counter. When you walked straight, there would be a couch and then double doors leading outside. No windows though, guess they didn’t want me to see natural sunlight. If I look to my left of that room would be my bedroom, with a big screen television, and a queen sized bed with a cream colored bedspread. Next to my room would be a white wooden door leading to my master bathroom.
“Ugh my head is killing me.” I said to myself in agony. I walked into my bedroom and opened the white wooden door to see what was inside. I couldn’t believe my eyes. My bare feet stepped onto white granite tiles. The walls were painted white, whiter then heavens lights I would assume. I stepped inside with amazement spread across my face. Everywhere I looked my eyes widened.
“Oh my god,” On the sparkling white counter, was top notch hair styling equipment, with a makeup bag full of jeweled clips, bobby pins, and a ton of makeup, everything a girl could dream of. I opened the drawers that lay underneath the granite counters. I picked up a curling iron, which seemed to be tinted gold.
I look up to see my reflection, and what a mess I was. Dried blood from cuts on my face appeared when I looked at myself. My finger grazes over them, seeing someone that was not me. My hair was extremely knotted, and my clothes were tattered. My cuts on my face itched when I touched them, so I decided to scratch, only making them bleed more. I swiftly brushed my bangs out of my face, and looked down. I turned on the sink to wash all of the muck off of it. The water was cool against my hot skin, it felt like water from the gods.
I was so zoned out by this, I just kept washing and washing, and thought I should just get in the shower behind me, or maybe a bath. After all there was a shower, and a Jacuzzi in here. I stripped of my clothes, ignoring the fact that I didn’t remember a thing; I just thought it might be good to unwind for a while, to see if I can remember what was lost. I let the steaming water run until it was filled in the tub. I looked around as the steam in the room built up. I carefully went inside the tub. My feet felt warmth and soon did the rest of my body as I got all the way in my warm bubbly heaven. I sink down with just my nostrils sticking out so I can breathe.
“This is great, no more worries, well at least I don’t remember, I will just be mellow now, and worry later, be mellow now, and worry later,” I kept thinking to myself. Right then, I froze. I froze like a deer staring into car headlights, I heard a noise. A noise of a door opening, and my eyes widened. My lips were sealed, and I will not talk, I would not talk like I did last time.
“Hello love, I heard you weren’t feeling good so I brought you some flowers!” An unfamiliar English voice said outside the bathroom door. My heart raced, I could hear it thumping from underneath the bubbly water. Looks like panic mode is kicking in again.
“Look if you’re still mad, I understand, but I know how I can make it up to you; I promise Em, just let me in please.” It said again. Right now, at this very moment, my heart felt like it was coming up my throat. I didn’t notice that my fingernails were carving into my palms, leaving red marks. The door handle started to move. This is pure insanity. Why did I have to hop in the tub? Why couldn’t I try and figure out what was wrong with my memory! I thought to myself with anger. I didn’t know what to do; it was going to come in any second now. Think, think, think!
“Don’t come in!” I screamed at the top of my lungs. What else could I have said? I was in panic mode. Major panic mode, panic mode to the extreme, and I am just getting started with my problems. My hands covered my bare body in the tub in any way I could. I have never exposed myself to a man before. Or whatever, it, was.
“Em, I’m starting to lose my patience, when are you going to stop being mad at me! I’m trying the best I can. I am coming in now whether you like it or not!” It said with a frustrated voice.
Without skipping a beat I leaped out of the tub, leaving traces of water and bubbles everywhere. I threw a towel onto my body. The door flew open. I look with my sparkling eyes to see a tall male figure. He wore a formal black suit and black penny loafers. His bowtie was a bit crooked, but other than that, he was stunning. He too, had blue eyes, as blue as the sky on a cloudless day, as clear as the ocean is in the Bahamas. His chin was defined and his arms lay at his sides with fists clenched. His jaw was locked and he looked very aggravated, probably by my behavior. His hair in a messy type of look, like he just got out of bed kind of style.
My curly brown hair was flat now, and was soaked with water, but it seems as if I was tongue tied, because I could not say a word. My hands help hold up my towel, and steam floated around the lights. I could feel the awkward in the room right now.
 “I thought I told you to get ready for our meeting Emily! What are you doing taking a bath right now! Get out of that towel, and go put on the best dress you have.” He said, “preferably the short one with the golden sequins,” he said in a mellow voice; he winked, then he walked out, and then he closed the door softly.
“Bipolar much?” I grumbled to myself. I ran into my room to get ready for something I had no idea about.

Well, I'm kristen, and im starting a story. If you could just please give it a chance, that would be great.
Hope you enjoy it<3  

Chapter one
I couldn’t see anything. My mind was blank, and I needed to know what was going on. I felt the rough wall in front of me, searching for a door knob. “Nothing…” I whispered to myself. I looked behind me, only to see darkness, and a wooden stick, which looked like a mop. The air smelled like dirty water and rotten eggs. “God, I can’t even stand up in here…” I croaked. I crawled closer to the other side of the cramped area. “I need to know where I am… I need to know” I said as I brushed my dark bangs away from my face. Then something started to happen. I heard voices coming from the other side of the door.
            “Where is the girl Adam!” A voice said loudly
            “Don’t play games with me Daniel! You know I wasn’t the one to put that retched girl away. Ben was the one who decided to lock her up! Look at all the trouble she has caused!” The second voice said in disgust.
            “You are right Adam; I did put Ben in charge to take care of her, and she didn’t cause that much trouble, she just… was experimenting with the test tubes. And don’t whine about it either, it was just one of your little experiments you do in your free time.” Daniel said.
            “A little experiment you say? That “little experiment” could have solved plenty of problems in the world!”
            “Oh Adam… what kind of little problems could that have solved?” I honestly didn’t know where this was going from where I was listening in from.
            “It could have solved the common cold you moron! And now that hag messed everything up!”  Adam screamed with anger.
            “Oh calm down, she is what, 18? And she is anything but a hag, a beautiful woman if you don’t mind me saying myself.” Daniel said in a sweet, but creepy voice.
            “Who the heck do you think you are calling a hag” I screamed, forgetting I needed to stay quiet.
            “Who said that?” Both of the men said simultaneously as they walked to the source of my outburst.”
            “It’s coming from the closet.” Adam said. I squeezed my eyes tight trying to remember as much as I could. I was brain dead. Light seeped through the dark cramped room through the opening crack through the door, and the foul odor leaked out. My blue, wide eyes stared at the two middle aged men.
            “Would you look at that, one of our subjects locked in a closet!” Adam chuckled. I looked at Adam, recognizing his voice. He wore black rimmed glasses and a lab coat. His hair seemed to be tinted silver, probably because of age, and he was tall. My icy blue eyes stared into his dark ones. Daniel on the other hand was younger than I expected, probably just learning from Adam. Looking at Daniel I noticed he dressed with class, wearing a sweater vest. He had striking green eyes but had a hint of irritation in them.  He also seemed very stubborn the way he acted around Adam.
            “Oh Adam don’t scare the poor girl! Dear, I apologize for Adams misbehavior, no matter how sophisticated he thinks he is, he can still be pesky.” Daniel said kindly.
            “Wh-where am I!?” I stuttered.
            “Oh my you really did take a blow to the head didn’t you… oh Ben and his foolishness I must say!” Adam said.
            “Who is this… Ben? What is this place?” Pain surged through my head as I tried even harder to remember what was going on.”
            “You better tell me what’s going on right now!” I continued
            “Adam!” Daniel said, as he raised his voice, louder than I have heard him before. “May I ask for your name miss?”
            “E-Emily, my names Emily, Daniel is it?”
            “Yes yes, Emily. Why aren’t you with Ben?” Daniel said
            “Who is, Ben?” I said confused. Out of nowhere Adam grabbed my arm and dragged me away. I screamed for him to let me go, my feet trying to stay put. It seemed as if he jumped 50 feet, his reaction to my scream.
            “Come on girlie, we have to get going, we don’t want to be late.”