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Memory Loss

Jordan's POV of what happened to her when she lost her memory.

I was about to walk out with a box full of files till I heard someone coming. I looked around, trying to find somewhere to hide. I ran into this large room and ducked behind some bookcases. It wasn't exactly the best place to hide but I needed to hurry and get out of view. I peered through the spaces and saw a man enter the room, looking around. My heart raced. I hoped to God he didn't come over in this direction or I was toast. I heard his footsteps, I held my breath, Oh my God he was getting closer but then I heard a ringing of a phone then footsteps moving away from my position. "Saved by the ring." I said under my breath. I took a peek around the corner of the book case. The guy wasn't around, now was my chance to get the hell out of here. So I took off, box full of files in my hands. I saw Cade and Eddie. They were whispering, saying to come on and hurry it up. "I am!" I yelled in a hushed type tone of voice but then I felt this pain in my back. I stopped running and dropped the box then everything went black.

I started to come around. I knew someone was around me but I wasn't sure who it was. I couldn't make out what was being said and when I opened my eyes everything was blurry. I blinked a couple of times hoping that would help the blurriness to go away and it helped some. Everything was starting to come into focus, specially the person who was hovering over me. "Where am I, What happened and who are you?" I asked. The guy looked at me as if I had something growing out of my head which I know I didn't so why was he giving me the strange look?

"Is she awake?" I heard someone ask. "She's awake..." The man next to me answered. I tried to sit up but decided not to when a dizzy rush went through me. "Well...are you going to answer what I asked?" The guy nodded his head once. "You were shot with a tranquilizer before we could make it out of the place." What the hell was he talking about? I don't remember being anywhere. So why the hell would I be getting shot at? "I don't remember being anywhere..." I said softly. Screw the dizzy feeling I'm getting up. I pushed myself up and when I did I regretted it. I felt like I was going to topple over but I was grabbed. "Let go of me." I said pushing his hands away from me. "Who are you anyway."

"You know who I am." He answered. "It's me, Cade..." I watched him take a glance over at what seemed to be his friend. "Jordan, do you remember anything that happened earlier on today?" I sat there for a moment, staring at this Cade guy. Was he calling me that name? Is that my name? I cant remember. Oh my God! I cant remember anything! "I don't know...I cant remember...I don't know!" This was scaring me and that was evident on my face and it looked like I was scaring Cade and his friend.

"You dont remember anything at all?" The nameless guy asked me. I shook my head and looked down at the ground. "Nothing..."

I saw the fear on their face’s even though they were trying to hide it I saw it. I watched Cade stand up then walk over to his friend and they soon stepped outside. Whatever they wanted to talk about they sure as hell didn’t want me to hear any of it. I took in a deep breath of air then stood up and started looking around the place. Soda cans, trash, dirty clothes thrown around...These people were messy. I walked over to the door and tried to listen to what the two guys were saying but I couldn’t hear that much. Most of it sounded like they were mumbling so I went over to the couch and cracked open the window and tried to listen that way.

“That dart must have had more then just some normal type of tranquilizer in it. Its the only reason I can think of that would make Jordan lose her memory.” I heard Cade’s friend say. “You should have listened to me man I told you something wasn’t right about that house.”

House? What house? And what tranquilizer? I hate this! I feel like a lost little child and they were my babysitters. I pushed away a strand of hair that had fallen into my face then moved away from the window. I didn’t want to hear anymore of it from where I was at. They were talking about me I know it and if they were they were going to do it in front of me. I pushed open the door and step out. “I want to know what happened to me and you both seem to have a pretty good idea...” I trailed off and put a hand to my head and closed my eyes...dizziness not good.

Not finished...

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