Made to Forget

I roll my eyes. “I’m fine. I don’t feel any different.”

He frowns. “Did something happen other than kissing while you were with Mara?” He asks.

Before I can answer there is a growl at the doorway. I turn my head to see Dimitri looking at the both of us angrily. “Get your hands off my mate Alexander.” He says.

I growl at Dimitri. “I am not your mate. You can’t control him or me.” I say getting up.

Dimitri looks at me with hurt in his eyes. “Yes we are mates.”

I cross my arms. “You can’t be mates with someone you have no feelings for. I don’t like you at all. In fact I hate you.” I say.

His face completely drops and I can tell my words cut him deep. Deep down I feel guilty and regret saying those words but on the surface I smile to see him like this. I walk past him without another word and head to the kitchen.


6. Chapter 5

I wake up to feeling something pressed against my lips. It smells really good and my mouth opens slightly. Liquid pours into my mouth and the taste is amazing. I drink it all before opening my eyes. I almost puke when I realise I have just drank blood again. I see Dimitri with the cup and growl sitting up and pushing the cup away. My head pounds and I groan.


I look around and see everyone. Surprisingly Rory is here too. She looks at me with concern. “Are you ok?” She asks.


I nod. “Just a headache.” I get up and move away form Dimitri.


“Seems like more than just a headache.” She says. Nick whispers in her ear and she looks at me with sad eyes.


I roll my eyes and walk out not wanting to see the looks on their faces. I walk to the couch and sit down. Suzannah follows me. “You aren’t acting like yourself Abigail. I’m worried about you.” She says.


I look at her. “You shouldn’t worry about me. I’m fine.”


She laughs. “You are not fine. You have very little memories, you hate the guy you are supposed to love, and your acting like a complete jerk.”


I growl at her. “I’m acting like a jerk?! Wow. Wonderful. I thought I was acting like a happy person who cares about everyone and everything. You know like I always have. Oh wait. I can’t remember that now can I? Hell I can’t even remember where I fucking live! I’m sorry I’m a little confused. Like I said everything is fine. I’m fine. Leave me alone.” I say.


Nick’s POV

Something has to be done. We need to find a way to kill Mara or nullify all of her commands. Abigail has gone from being a kind person to a jerk in a couple days. Without the memories of her parents teaching her right from wrong it seems it’s caused her to become a selfish spoiled brat.


Now I’m not being mean about this. It’s the truth. She’s not even bothered that she doesn’t have her memories back anymore. I look to Alex and he sighs. “Mara has gotten to her again. That’s why she was gone. Mara had control of her. She’s done something more to Abigail and now she doesn’t care about her memories being gone. She thinks it’s fine.”

I frown. Rory wraps her arms around me and I place mine around her.


Charles clear his throat. “Maybe we could try the antidote that was used on me.” He suggests.


Dimitri shakes his head. “We don’t have anymore. There was only enough for one person. We were surprised it even worked on you.”


Charles frowns. “Can’t you make another?”


Dimitri leans his head against the wall. “I mean we could try. I’m not sure it will work. It’s not like when you had blood injected into you. This is venom. I’ll ask my beta.” He says. His voice is tired and I can tell he just wants to have Abigail back in his arms. He runs his fingers through his hair. “I’ll go ahead and call him.” He gets up and walks out.


Rory kisses my neck then cheek. I smile at her though I know it doesn’t reach my eyes. She cups my cheek. “Hey, it will be ok Nick. We’ll find a way to help Abigail.” She says looking into my eyes.


I lean my face into her palm and inhale her intoxicating scent. I kiss her palm. “I know. I’m just worried. We have a month until her first heat. I know Dimitri and he won’t force her to mate with him. I’m worried that one of the other males who aren’t mated will sneak in under my nose.”


She wraps her arms around my neck. “You’re not alone anymore Nick. I’m here to help.” She says kissing me on the lips.


I kiss her back. “I can’t help but worry. Abigail is technically still a pup. She has advanced quickly in her training but she will be vulnerable when she goes into heat.” I say.


She smiles. “I love you so much. You have a big heart. Sometimes I think you take care of Abigail like a sister. You are more lenient on her then any of the other pack members. I’m glad that you take care of your pack so well.”


I bury my face in her neck. The door opens and Suzannah walks in. “She may be my best friend but everyone has their limits.” She says with irritation in her voice.

Charles walks up to her and wraps his arms around her. “We are trying to find a solution to help Abigail.”


She sighs and rests her forehead on his chest. “We need to get her back. This is not Abigail. This is a monster created by that Vampire to torture us all.”


A growl sounds in the doorway and I see Abigail. Her eyes are rimmed blood red and her fangs are poking through her upper lip. I see tears in her eyes letting me know she heard everything Suzannah said. She turns and before any of us can react she’s out the door.


Alex gets up. “Let me talk with her.” He walks out the door.


Abigail’s POV

I run away from the one person I thought was my friend. She just called me a monster. My heart aches as her words echo in my head. I sit under a tree and wipe my eyes. I sigh and lean my head against the tree’s base. I stayed in view of the pack house. Well at least where I can see the pack house.


I watch as Alex walks out and look around. He looks in my direction and starts walking toward me. I close my eyes and pretend to be asleep hoping that will get him to leave me alone. I’m not quite in the mood for conversation. I hear his steps get louder and the noise of him sitting next to me. He sighs. “I know you’re awake Abigail. Your fangs are still out.”


I curse under my breath and open my eyes and look at him. “What? Here to try and apologize for the person I thought was my best friend calling me a monster? Here to try to say none of this is my fault? Here to try to comfort me? Don’t need it don’t want it.” I say getting up.


He grabs my arm and pulls me back to the ground. “You need to understand where she is coming from Abigail. You have been acting like a snob ever since you’ve lost your memory. She knows that’s not who you are. She wants you to go back to being the person we all knew and still know you are.” He says calmly.


I glare at him. “Go back to being the sweet little girl who lets everyone push her around? A girl who lets herself feel like she needs to be protected?”


He shakes his head. “No. Going back to the girl who doesn’t just care about herself and feels bad for things that aren’t her fault. Pushes to make sure no one else suffers because of her even though they try to help. The one who doesn’t hurt others feeling and fucking smile about. Her not this girl right here who makes everything to be about her.” He says poking at my chest.


My head pounds as a memory I don’t remember pushes through. The pain is extreme and I cry out holding my head as everything is replaced with this memory.


I look at my sister who’s crying. She had fallen of her bike and scraped her knee. It’s the first time she rode without training wheels. I run up to her and scoop her into my arms. “I’m sorry Clarissa this is my fault. I shouldn’t have let go of the bike yet.” She wraps her arms around me tightly as I hurry inside. I run into the bathroom and set her on the counter and grab a rag from the drawer and run it under warm water.


She sniffs no longer crying as much. I look at her. “This may hurt. You can squeeze my arm as hard as you want. I have to clean you boo boo.” I say.


She nods wrapping her small arms around mine. I clean her scraped knee up and feel her hug my arm tighter. I finish placing the rag in the sink and going in the cabinet for the cream and bandage. I put it on her knee and she wraps her arms around my neck kissing my cheek. “Thanks sissy.” She says and runs out of the bathroom completely fine. I shake my head smiling.


I walk out and she’s running out the door heading to her crashed bike. I follow her and she looks at me. “Can we try again?” She asks her eyes sparkling with determination. I almost laugh at the face she makes. How it scrunches up in seriousness.


I frown. “Are you sure you want to go again? I don’t want you to get hurt again. Maybe I should hold on this time instead of letting go?” I ask.


She shakes her head. “I want to try again sissy. I won’t fall I promise.” She says getting back on her bike.


I sigh and we try again. She gets farther before falling again. This time she gets back up and back on. “Maybe we should stop?”


She looks at me. “I’m ok sissy. You fixed my boo boo. I feel better now.”


I feel hands on my shoulder shaking lightly. I groan my headache terrible. “Abigail! Oh my goddess you scared the fucking shit out of me!” I hear Alex’s voice. My eyes snap open and I’m pinning him to the ground.


My fangs come back out and I growl. “Where is Clarissa?!” I ask angrily. He doesn’t respond a shocked look on his face. I tighten my grip causing him to flinch. “Where is my SISTER?!” I yell. I see red.


A pair of hands grab me and I’m on the ground. I rip the arms off only to have to more pairs of hands pinning me to the ground. I hiss angrily looking at a very hopeful looking Alex and a concerned looking hunter. I think his name is Kyle.


“LET ME GO! WHERE IS MY SISTER?!” My body is shaking as I scream out the words in anger.


Tears spring in my eyes and my body relaxes and I whimper all anger gone. Kyle and Alex let go. Alex pulls me into his arms. “Abigail your sister has been taken. She’s with the man that made you what you are.” He says.


I try to pull out of his arms and he holds me tighter. “No! I need to get my sister back. I can’t let him do the same thing he did to me. Alex she might not survive. I almost didn’t.” I say tears running down my face.


I look to see everyone running toward us. Alex pulls away slightly wiping my tears. “What the last thing you remember about your sister?” He asks.


“I I was teaching her how to ride her bike without training wheels. She’s only 6 Alex.” I say. Everyone else catches up.


Alex shakes his head. “Abigail your sister is almost 10. You told me so a couple months ago.”


I frown. “No she’s 6. I can’t remember anything else but that one memory of her. My sister is 6.” I say.


Nick looks at me. “You remember your sister?” He asks.


I give him a confused look. “Of course I remember my sister.” I say scrunching my nose.


They look at Alex. He shrugs. “I was just talking to her of how before she had lost her memories she was caring and how she’s not like that now and she screams and blacks out.” He says.


I can see jealousy in Dimitri’s eyes as he looks at Alex’s arms around me. I ignore him still hating him. I get up. “I’m getting my sister back.” I say.


Alex grabs my arm. “No you’re not Abigail. Not while you are still like this.” He says his voice has a layer of sterness to it.


I glare at him. “I’m not leaving my sister to those creeps.” I say angrily.


Nick growls. “Abigail you will not try to go save your sister while can barely even remember how old she is now.” He says power laced in his words making them final.


I punch a tree to let out my anger. It crack and splinters leaving my hand bloody. I sigh leaning my head against the base of the tree. “ I just want my sister back.”


I look at Suzannah. “I’m sorry for the way I have been acting towards you.” I look at everyone, “All of you. I’m just stressed. The fact that Mara apparently is Bisexual isn’t helping. She has the urges I don’t and she does things to me I don’t like. I’m angry about that.” I look at Dimitri. “I’m sorry if I hurt you by saying I hate you but that is the truth. I don’t have a reasoning as to why but I don’t like you at all. I do hate you.”


I see him flinch and anger pass through his eyes. He stays silent. I see relief through their faces.


Alex pulls me toward him and I fall on him. He hugs me. “Now there’s the Abigail I remember.” He says. He lets go and I get up I feel my cheeks heat up. I look away from him at my hand that’s still bleeding.


I take my shirt and wrap my arms around it. Kyle looks at me his eyes wide. “You need the healer.”


I smile and shake my head. “I’ll be fine.” I say and walk toward the pack house. I head into the kitchen and start picking out the splinter in my hand. I wince at the pain as each splinter comes out. After I’m done I rinse my hand under the sink with warm water and soap. I head to the bathroom as I hear everyone was walking in and I go under the sink. I see the bandages and gauze.


I put the gauze on my hand and wrap it up then grab the tape and tape the bandage so it will stay. I put the stuff away and look up to see Dimitri looking at me through the mirror. I sigh. “You can’t change how I feel about you Dimitri. I’m sorry.”


He shakes his head. “It will change. I have hope now that it will. I’m not giving up.” He says I see the same type of determination in his eyes I remember seeing in my sisters eyes.


I sigh. “Well just have to see about that won’t we?” I say turning to look at him.


He smiles. “I guess so.” He walks away his eyes still alight with a light that feels familiar.


I shrug it off and go to the guest room. I look at my shirt and sigh. It was a nice pink shirt. Now it’s pink with a big stain of red on it. I look in the closet and find a new shirt. I take of my stained shirt that reeks of my blood and toss it on the ground.


The door opens and I see Alex. I blush and cover myself up with the shirt I had chosen. He looks at me and I watch his cheeks turn pink. “I’m so sorry Abigail.” He quickly covers his eyes.


I put my shirt on with my vampire speed. “O ok I’m dressed now.” I say my cheeks still flushed.


He waits a couple seconds before slowly letting his hands drop. His face is bright red and he rubs the back of the neck. A known habit he does when he’s nervous. “I should have knocked first. Sorry.”


I shake my head. “Your fine. I should have told you guys I was going to change my shirt.” I say rubbing my arm. I feel my anxiety that I used to have before I was turned come back a little.


He laughs. “I guess we are both at fault.” He says. I nod. He walks up to my and grabs my bandaged hand. “How bad was it?” He asks tracing his thumb softly over the bandage.


I shrug. “It was fine. A few splinters and cuts but I’m ok.” I say softly pulling my hand out of his. I look at him.


He looks at me. “Are you sure?” He asks.


I nod. His eyes glance to my lips then back to my eyes and my heart stutters in my chest. He slowly leans forward not breaking contact from my eyes. My body freezes in place and I can’t move. His lips brush mine in a soft kiss and he watches my expression. His arms slowly snake around my waist as if testing how far I’ll let him go. The kiss is amazing and I find myself kissing him back.  Somewhere deep inside me is screaming that this is wrong but I ignore it as he deepens the kiss.


His grip tightens around my waist as my hands go around his neck. Eventually I pull away putting my hands on his chest looking at him.


He looks at me. I see something flash in his eyes and he backs. “Oh goddess what did I just do? This is wrong you have a mate. I’m not that kind of guy.” He looks at me. “Forget this happened. Please.” With that he walks out breaking my heart and leaving me confused.


I look at the now close door and fall to the ground as tears start to flow down my face. I curl up into a ball wrapping my arms around my legs burying my face into my knees and cry.

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