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way. When I was near a group of people I ran into a crowd and instantly began walking again when I reached the middle. I then watched my fan club run right past me.
After about five minutes of walking around in circles I finally began to go towards Boulevard again. Eventually after what seemed an eternity I reached Shae Mangs house. It was large and looked like a dr.Sues house with the colors red, brown, and blue. It was also hidden by large amounts of plants.
I eventually worked up enough courage to walk up to their door. But then paused. I knew that they were probably asleep and it would be rude to wake them up but at the same time I couldn’t just sleep outside. It was supposed to rain tonight. I made my decision and walked up to her door and knocked. I saw some lights come on and heard footsteps.
When the door opened I almost automatically lost my nerve. What if she didn’t like me before I lost my memory? But then why would she have called the cops when those men tried to kill me? I didn’t have time to change my mind before Shae had the door fully opened and was standing in front of me. The first word out of her mouth was what I thought my real name to be.
“Maximillian?” she sounded scared, happy, and full of relief at the same time. All her emotions instantly put my earlier fears to rest. She looked me up and down with what seemed to be unbelief that I could actually be alive. I just stood there unaware of what I should say. So instead of guessing I just stated “I don’t remember anything except for my name and a man named Abe. He told me your name so I looked you up.”
We instantly lapsed back into evaluating silence. As if right on cue it started pouring rain. Shae finally reacted enough to invite me into her house. We both rushed inside to the comfort of heating and dryness.
“Tell me all that you can remember” were the first words out of her mouth.
“I started having dreams about the night I was injured. I couldn’t make any sense of them until Abe caught up with me and tried to shoot me. When he threatened me he said the exact same thing he told me when I was almost unconscious the night they took me to the hospital.”
I trailed off quietly thinking of all the things that had happened to me since then. After a while she asked me another question.
“Do you remember Shelia?” I didn’t and hoped she was not someone to important in my life. So in response I just shook my head no.
“What about Max and Meagan?”
Once again I shook my head no.
“Well tomorrow I’ll take you to see Max and Meagan. And hopefully that will help you remember some things.”
We both didn’t know how to react in this kind of situation so we just lapsed back into silence sitting in her living room with a flat screen TV.
Later I finally broke the silence. “Who are Max and Meagan?” she didn’t answer for a long time. When she spoke her voice was filled with sadness.
“They’re your kids Maximillian.”
She said only that one sentence before we became silent again on account of my shock. I wanted to deny it but knew I couldn’t. I had I whole other life that I knew nothing about so I couldn’t deny it. What reason would she have to lie to me anyways? After awhile she spoke again.
“I’m going to bed you can sleep on the couch. I’ll drive you to see your kids tomorrow morning.”
With that she walked up the stairs and I went to sleep. Only to dream of course of that same dreadful night only this time it was a little different.
Dream
I had to get out of the building. I had to save Shelia. Those were my only goals. I pushed the large burning floor of the building off of me. It had to weigh about two hundred and forty pound. I got lucky that I could even move it off of me. I gave myself time to collect myself shoving all the pain I felt to the back of my mind.
Slowly I attempted to stand. Falling down I began to pick myself up and stood again. This time I stayed upright. I began to walk knowing that I had to get out of the building before it collapsed. I saw the door and made a lunge for it. As soon as I reached the outside the building fell. And then I heard shots.
I fell to the ground. I couldn’t breathe. My vision was clouded while I lay on the ground in searing pain. Slowly I tried to clear my mind to think of what I had to do. After an agonizing minuet my vision cleared enough to see something I hadn’t seen earlier, a house. A house meant a phone hopefully. Pushing all the pain back I ever so slowly began to crawl towards it. I instantly had to stop, that small movement cost me another wave of huge pain. It practically killed me and I knew I couldn’t take much more of this.
Suddenly something happened to cause me to second guess my sanity. I heard people talking from multiple sources behind me. But then I also began to hear laughter which scared me even more than the talking. After all who laughs when someone is dying unless they caused the death?
So ignoring my mind that was making up people I began again to crawl towards the building. I made it five feet before I was stopped. I felt a pressure on my back and it forced me to halt my slow but steady crawl towards the building. The pressure caused a new wave of pain. I screamed. I then heard the laughter again and realized that I was not going insane. There actually were people and they sure didn’t like me.
While I tried to focus my mind again a person came and stood before me, looking down and smiling at me. I remembered every detail on his face just like I did the first time I met him. He had black messy hair and a nose that had obviously been broken more than once. He had a crooked smile that was disgusting and made any person looking at it want to throw up. He had dark brown eyes and vey pale skin. He looked like a walking corpse. I wanted more than anything to be able to run right then but I could barely crawl let alone run.
After what seemed an eternity he started to speak to me. I couldn’t understand a single word he said except for a few here and there. But his last sentence was as clear as a bell. “Told you we’d catch up with you maximillian and now you can finally pay the price for all the hell you put us through. Goodnight.”
I felt a sharp pain in my side and went out cold. But I swear I heard that same sickening laughter first.
Awake
I woke up expecting to hear myself screaming. Thankfully I didn’t. I got up and walked into Shae’s kitchen. She had to have medicine somewhere. After about five minutes of intense searching I finally found it. Inside a cabinet she had a wide variety of prescription drugs. I eventually found what I was looking for. Sleeping pills. I knew if I took enough of these I would sleep like a baby.
I looked up the amount I should take for my age and swallowed them all down with a glass of water. I made it to the couch before I passed out again. This time I had no dreams at all.
Morning
The sun was shining through a window in the living room. I smelled pancakes and bacon cooking. Sitting up I looked up at a clock. It read 7:45 a.m; it was the earliest I had woken up all week. I got up and walked into the kitchen to see Shae cooking breakfast. It smelled delicious.
She looked up from her work and smiled. “Good morning. After we eat we’ll go see Max and Meagan. I bet they’ll be dying to see you.”
She looked actually happy today. Last night she just looked depressed and hurt. I wondered at the huge change. But then I remembered all the prescription drugs. One of them was an anti-depressant. I guess they meds began to wear off last night.
I just nodded. “Thanks, for everything.”
“No problem just try and remember today okay?”
I replied with a not so sure okay for an answer. Then her timer went off for the pancakes and we went to go eat. It tasted wonderful. I’d never met anyone who could cook that good that I remembered.
After breakfast we went back into passive silence. Shae took a shower while I cleaned her kitchen. When it was my turn we switched roles. She gave me some clothes and told me her husband was out of town. We then got into her car and began to drive to where Max and Meagan where.
Apparently they stayed at my house with my butler and personal body guard. I didn’t question the story. After half an hour we pulled into the driveway of what looked to be a mansion. Well it was a mansion and it was mine.
We got out of the car when the front door opened. Two kids where standing in the doorway. At that moment all my memories began to come flooding back to me. They all seemed to just flash in my brain and then they were gone.
One I did remember and it was important. Shelia, she was my wife, and was kidnapped. I had to find her.
End of Book One
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After about five minutes of walking around in circles I finally began to go towards Boulevard again. Eventually after what seemed an eternity I reached Shae Mangs house. It was large and looked like a dr.Sues house with the colors red, brown, and blue. It was also hidden by large amounts of plants.
I eventually worked up enough courage to walk up to their door. But then paused. I knew that they were probably asleep and it would be rude to wake them up but at the same time I couldn’t just sleep outside. It was supposed to rain tonight. I made my decision and walked up to her door and knocked. I saw some lights come on and heard footsteps.
When the door opened I almost automatically lost my nerve. What if she didn’t like me before I lost my memory? But then why would she have called the cops when those men tried to kill me? I didn’t have time to change my mind before Shae had the door fully opened and was standing in front of me. The first word out of her mouth was what I thought my real name to be.
“Maximillian?” she sounded scared, happy, and full of relief at the same time. All her emotions instantly put my earlier fears to rest. She looked me up and down with what seemed to be unbelief that I could actually be alive. I just stood there unaware of what I should say. So instead of guessing I just stated “I don’t remember anything except for my name and a man named Abe. He told me your name so I looked you up.”
We instantly lapsed back into evaluating silence. As if right on cue it started pouring rain. Shae finally reacted enough to invite me into her house. We both rushed inside to the comfort of heating and dryness.
“Tell me all that you can remember” were the first words out of her mouth.
“I started having dreams about the night I was injured. I couldn’t make any sense of them until Abe caught up with me and tried to shoot me. When he threatened me he said the exact same thing he told me when I was almost unconscious the night they took me to the hospital.”
I trailed off quietly thinking of all the things that had happened to me since then. After a while she asked me another question.
“Do you remember Shelia?” I didn’t and hoped she was not someone to important in my life. So in response I just shook my head no.
“What about Max and Meagan?”
Once again I shook my head no.
“Well tomorrow I’ll take you to see Max and Meagan. And hopefully that will help you remember some things.”
We both didn’t know how to react in this kind of situation so we just lapsed back into silence sitting in her living room with a flat screen TV.
Later I finally broke the silence. “Who are Max and Meagan?” she didn’t answer for a long time. When she spoke her voice was filled with sadness.
“They’re your kids Maximillian.”
She said only that one sentence before we became silent again on account of my shock. I wanted to deny it but knew I couldn’t. I had I whole other life that I knew nothing about so I couldn’t deny it. What reason would she have to lie to me anyways? After awhile she spoke again.
“I’m going to bed you can sleep on the couch. I’ll drive you to see your kids tomorrow morning.”
With that she walked up the stairs and I went to sleep. Only to dream of course of that same dreadful night only this time it was a little different.
Dream
I had to get out of the building. I had to save Shelia. Those were my only goals. I pushed the large burning floor of the building off of me. It had to weigh about two hundred and forty pound. I got lucky that I could even move it off of me. I gave myself time to collect myself shoving all the pain I felt to the back of my mind.
Slowly I attempted to stand. Falling down I began to pick myself up and stood again. This time I stayed upright. I began to walk knowing that I had to get out of the building before it collapsed. I saw the door and made a lunge for it. As soon as I reached the outside the building fell. And then I heard shots.
I fell to the ground. I couldn’t breathe. My vision was clouded while I lay on the ground in searing pain. Slowly I tried to clear my mind to think of what I had to do. After an agonizing minuet my vision cleared enough to see something I hadn’t seen earlier, a house. A house meant a phone hopefully. Pushing all the pain back I ever so slowly began to crawl towards it. I instantly had to stop, that small movement cost me another wave of huge pain. It practically killed me and I knew I couldn’t take much more of this.
Suddenly something happened to cause me to second guess my sanity. I heard people talking from multiple sources behind me. But then I also began to hear laughter which scared me even more than the talking. After all who laughs when someone is dying unless they caused the death?
So ignoring my mind that was making up people I began again to crawl towards the building. I made it five feet before I was stopped. I felt a pressure on my back and it forced me to halt my slow but steady crawl towards the building. The pressure caused a new wave of pain. I screamed. I then heard the laughter again and realized that I was not going insane. There actually were people and they sure didn’t like me.
While I tried to focus my mind again a person came and stood before me, looking down and smiling at me. I remembered every detail on his face just like I did the first time I met him. He had black messy hair and a nose that had obviously been broken more than once. He had a crooked smile that was disgusting and made any person looking at it want to throw up. He had dark brown eyes and vey pale skin. He looked like a walking corpse. I wanted more than anything to be able to run right then but I could barely crawl let alone run.
After what seemed an eternity he started to speak to me. I couldn’t understand a single word he said except for a few here and there. But his last sentence was as clear as a bell. “Told you we’d catch up with you maximillian and now you can finally pay the price for all the hell you put us through. Goodnight.”
I felt a sharp pain in my side and went out cold. But I swear I heard that same sickening laughter first.
Awake
I woke up expecting to hear myself screaming. Thankfully I didn’t. I got up and walked into Shae’s kitchen. She had to have medicine somewhere. After about five minutes of intense searching I finally found it. Inside a cabinet she had a wide variety of prescription drugs. I eventually found what I was looking for. Sleeping pills. I knew if I took enough of these I would sleep like a baby.
I looked up the amount I should take for my age and swallowed them all down with a glass of water. I made it to the couch before I passed out again. This time I had no dreams at all.
Morning
The sun was shining through a window in the living room. I smelled pancakes and bacon cooking. Sitting up I looked up at a clock. It read 7:45 a.m; it was the earliest I had woken up all week. I got up and walked into the kitchen to see Shae cooking breakfast. It smelled delicious.
She looked up from her work and smiled. “Good morning. After we eat we’ll go see Max and Meagan. I bet they’ll be dying to see you.”
She looked actually happy today. Last night she just looked depressed and hurt. I wondered at the huge change. But then I remembered all the prescription drugs. One of them was an anti-depressant. I guess they meds began to wear off last night.
I just nodded. “Thanks, for everything.”
“No problem just try and remember today okay?”
I replied with a not so sure okay for an answer. Then her timer went off for the pancakes and we went to go eat. It tasted wonderful. I’d never met anyone who could cook that good that I remembered.
After breakfast we went back into passive silence. Shae took a shower while I cleaned her kitchen. When it was my turn we switched roles. She gave me some clothes and told me her husband was out of town. We then got into her car and began to drive to where Max and Meagan where.
Apparently they stayed at my house with my butler and personal body guard. I didn’t question the story. After half an hour we pulled into the driveway of what looked to be a mansion. Well it was a mansion and it was mine.
We got out of the car when the front door opened. Two kids where standing in the doorway. At that moment all my memories began to come flooding back to me. They all seemed to just flash in my brain and then they were gone.
One I did remember and it was important. Shelia, she was my wife, and was kidnapped. I had to find her.
End of Book One
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