Remember Me

What if the best month of your life was erased? What if you were in an unfamiliar place, getting tortured for information you didn't even know? What if you didn't recognize your own soul mate? Meet Tessa.
How far will Koda go to revive the mate bond? What if it's too late?


5. The Questioner


It was a while before Ms. Movay spoke again “if you want to know what’s happening, you will co-operate.” Should I tell her a fake name? No, she’d know. Well I’ll keep my sass on and give her as little info. as possible while still ‘co-operating.’ “My name is Tessa.” She gave a smug smile, “good. Now come with me.” I followed Ms. Movay with the fantastic four trailing behind. Where are we going? What’s she gunna do to me? Will I ever get out of here!?! Lost in my thoughts I almost bumped into her when she abruptly stopped. My heart thudded when I realized what room we were about to enter, the one I had hoped I would never see again, the room with the steel door.

“No, no, NO!!! I’m not going in there!” I screamed as the whitecoats grabbed me to stop me from running away, which I assure you, I intended to do! I screamed as I fought harder than I have in my life. Two whitecoats down for the count! The other two were pretty beat up meanwhile Ms. Movay was screaming and yelling at me to ‘knock it off’ and ‘calm down’ oh ya! I’ll get right on that! She called for reinforcements before I could stop her and they grabbed and handcuffed me! Ms. Movay, now that I was tied up, wasn't so scared of me and she smiled at me and said “I guess you don’t want to go in there!” She opened the door and they shoved me inside and locked the door. I discreetly checked. The room was clean but I could smell traces of blood everywhere, the stench made me so sick I vomited all over Ms. Movay’s back. She turned around and looked at me in horror. “Oops.” I said in response while grinning. I don’t think that was the response she was looking for because that earned me a slap across the face. She stormed out as I laughed. After she left a lady came in, not a white coat, she looked like a doctor but I knew better than to believe a doctor was in this hellhole. She looked at me and said “Hello Tessa, you can call me Ross.” “Who are you?” “I will be your…questioner.” By the way she said ‘questioner’ I knew her intentions were bad. Gulp! “Sit on this table.” She ordered; I obliged knowing this is not someone I want to mess with! She unlocked my handcuffs, told me to lie down and strapped me to the table, feet and hands. At this point my heart was in my throat, I’d never been so scared. “Okay” she started “if you give me the information I need I won’t get rough, okay?” “Okay” I squeaked! 

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