Together We'll Set The World On Fire

“H-harper… don’t you remember us? We’re your family.” One say, he also had beautiful blue eyes and was holding the hand of the girl in the room.
I looked around trying to recognize the faces but I couldn’t.
It drove me insane.
Then I caught sight of a familiar face.
“I think I know who you are…?” I said as my head started to spin.
“I’m Ashley.” He said brushing his long hair to the side of his face. He was also downright sexy.
“So you’re Ashley… and I’m…” I trailed off not even being able to remember my own name. “Thalia?”
I asked in wonder. The name seemed familiar.
“No your name is Harper.” Ashley frowned.
“Harper?” I echoed everyone nodded. “Harper Thalia Medel.”
I suddenly remembered.
They all looked confused.
“That’s my full name… I think.” I said rubbing my temple that ached.
“Well we can’t verify that since we never knew your middle name… and if you don’t remember I’m C.C.” The skinny one said.
“It’s my middle name.” I said firmly believing it.
“Some one should get the doctor.” The girl whispered.
“Why what’s wrong with me?” I demanded.
“Harper, you were in a coma for 5 days.” The tall one with startling blue eyes said.
“The voices.” I remembered the darkness. “There were voices whispering to me.”
“What did they say?” Ashley asked.
“Harper please wake up, I need you,” I remembered.
“That was me.” Ashley whispered quietly.
Everyone looked at him.
“I’m going to get the doc.” He got up.
I couldn’t explain what exactly I felt at that moment but when Ashley got up my body seemed to lurch towards him desperately. AS if it remembered who it was used to even though my mind didn’t.
Everyone’s gaze was on me now including Ashley’s who had stilled at my sudden movement.
“I-I want you to stay with me… please Ashley.” I said as my body yearned for his touch.
“Sure, love.” My heart leapt as I remembered the familiar nickname.
“You’ve always called me that.” I said.
“Yes I have.” Ashley looked pleased.
He sat back down next to my bed and cautiously took my hand in his.
Sparks ignited in my skin where it met his. I looked at him in surprise wondering what I would see in his eyes.
His dark secretive eyes.
His knowing and warm brown eyes.
His cruel and hawk-like eyes.
His eyes were all these at once but I recognized the emotion behind all those labels.
Love.
It seemed I suddenly knew I loved him though I could not remember him clearly, he was there.
Lurking in the darkness of my mind waiting for the opportune moment to fly and escape the carefully guarded prison.
C.C. went to get the doctor. I yearned and craved to be alone with Ashley. To talk to him, to wait to remember.
He could help me, I knew it.
But fear kept me at bay though I struggled to break away from its suffocating grasp I was trapped.
I felt uncomfortable as everyone’s gaze rested on me.
So I examined my own body.
My arms shocked me.
They were laced with scars and old burns. More importantly three fresh deep ones looking only a few months old.
I gasped at the heinous sight of my arms.
Everyone jumped at my sudden intake of breath.
“What’s wrong?” The blue eyed one asked.
“My arms…” I said shakily. “What happened to them? Was I attacked with a knife?”
“No…” I think I heard one of the other ones call him Andy.
“Then what happened?” I asked.
The was a collective sigh.
“Love, you’ve been through a lot.” Ashley said squeezing my hand. “Those scars are dark reminders of times you don’t need to relive.”
“I need to know.” I insisted.
“I can’t tell you.” Ashley’s voice broke. “I can’t make you relive it.”
“I can handle it!” I said.
“Harper, please.” Ashley whispered.
“Harper, those scars were self-inflicted.” Andy said impatiently.
“Shut the fuck up Andy!” one of them snapped.
“Self-inflicted?” I squeaked. “You mean I did this to myself?”
“She deserves to know!” Andy protested in outrage.
“You better watch it, You keep your abnormally large trap shut.” Another one snarled, he also had blue eyes.
“Jinxx,” The girl murmured softly taking Jinxx’s hand and drawing him back to her.
“She doesn’t need to know.” The last one said, Jake I remembered his name finally which had been on the tip of my tongue.
“Jake!” I blurted out.
They all looked at me. “Sorry, it’s your name right? Jake?” I said blushing.
“Yeah I’m the asshole.” Jake smiled weakly.
“You’re not so bad.” I said.
“Thanks.” He shrugged turning back to Andy with swirling anger in his eyes. “Shut up or go back to Carolyn Andy before I kick you there.”
“Did you promise to kiss me if I woke up?” I asked remembering the voice.
“Yeah I did…” Jake muttered embarrassed.
“Aww bring on the love!” C.C. said coming in to hear the last parts of our conversation.
“Shut it Coma.” Jake snapped playfully.
The doctor came sweeping in to examine me.
“This is most unusual.” He commented removing his glasses and looking over my files. “She shouldn’t be suffering from amnesia.”
“Then what the fuck is going on doc?” Ashley said angrily.
“Vulgar language mister.” The doctor warned. “Her mind might have been trying to compensate the pain she was in by blocking out painful memories which is why she can’t remember her depression.”
“I was a cutter?!” I said terrified.
FLASHBACK
It was my razor blade and my hand shook as I picked it up. One little cut was enough, I told myself as the razor blade sliced the skin on my wrist. Red welled up and spilled out of the shallow cut. The pain was minimal so I cut a little deeper as tears spilled over my lashes. So frustrated with myself the anger I felt only worsened and before I knew it there was a whole row of fresh cuts. I forced myself to drop the razor in the sink and quickly washed away the blood and the evidence. The shallow cuts burned with shame as well as my cheeks. I felt terribly weak and the anger faded and was replaced with despair. Why did I always do this I promised I wouldn’t ever do it again. I told myself that very sane lie every time, it never lasted long. I heard a knock on my door over the running water.
…
“They tell you to kill yourself?” she whispered horrified.
“Oh does that come as a shock to you?! Not such a pretty perfect world huh?! No you’re just on the other side of things! I see things and think things that NOBODY should ever think! You think I don’t hate myself enough already?! You think I wouldn’t give anything to be accepted for who I am, to be liked, to be treated like a human being?! WRONG! I HATE MYSELF MORE THAN I’VE EVER HATED ANYTHING IN THE WORLD, I KNOW WHAT GOES ON BEHIND MY BACK YOU THINK I DON’T WISH I WERE STRONG ENOUGH TO KILL MYSELF TO DO WHAT JULIA TOLD ME TO DO?!” I screamed as tears poured down my face. “I’VE TRIED TO DO IT I HAVE. YOU KNOW WHY I WEAR LONG SLEEVES OR GLOVES EVEN IN THE SUMMER, IT’S BECAUSE I’M HIDING THE SCARS. YOU KNOW WHY I NEVER SMILE ANYMORE ITS BECAUSE OF PEOPLE LIKE YOU WHO THINK BECAUSE A PERSON IS SMALLER, NOT PRETTY, NOT PERFECT, OR DIFFERENT THAT THEY DON’T DESERVE TO WALK THIS EARTH!”
…
I was empty.
A shell.
Worthless.
Andy freaked and started shouting asking me why why why?
I couldn’t answer him. I simply stared as my vision started to blur and the pain from my wrist started to ebb.
I smiled at Andy like a mad woman.
Andy grabbed my frail body in his arms asking me to stay with him.
“But Andy,” I said breathlessly.
He looked at me like I was crazy.
“This is what I want.” I was still smiling as the edges of my vision turned black.
I reached up my blood covered hand to touch his face one last time. As I closed my eyes I managed my last words.
“I finally did it.” I whispered in his ear. “I win.”
“Harper are you okay?!” I was shaken out of my memories.
“I committed suicide.” It wasn’t a question. “I was a cutter…”
“Yes… you were… but you stopped. You were better.” Andy said.
“Why though? Why did they bully me? Why did they treat me like that?” I whispered horrified. “Why did I let them do that to me?”
“It wasn’t your fault, love.” Ashley said trying to comfort me.
A single tear dripped down my smooth skinned cheek.
“I’m a terrible person.”

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