Forgotten And Destined (Forgotten # 1)

by CATT

  “Hello I'm Case it's nice to meet you Lana."

  What other choice do I have but to look at him, to shake his hand? I raise my eyes to meet his. Taking a deep breath I take his hand in mine. I feel something electric shot straight up my arm. The smile on his face is mesmerizing. Slowly, he lets my hand go. But he continues to smile at me. I stare down at my empty beer bottle. I pick it up holding it to keep my hands busy, so they won’t shake. I feel like I’m going to jump out of my skin. The waitress comes back around with another round of beer for us all. I take mine without looking up. Everybody around the table is laughing having a grand old time. I try to tell myself I am being stupid that tomorrow everything will go back to normal. I just can’t make myself believe it.

  The next thing I see is Angie going out to the dance floor with the guy named Cain. Liz and Lisa are off with a couple of other guy's dancing. I have been so out of it; I didn’t even realize they had left. I can feel him staring at me waiting, wanting me to say something, but for the life of me, I can’t talk. My hands are squeezing the beer bottle I am holding. My grip is getting tighter and tighter around it but I can’t stop myself I feel the bottle give as it busts in my hands. I sit there, shocked at what I have done. I see blood mixing with beer running down my arms. “Damn" I hear someone yell. I finally look up to see Case standing over me. “I'm sorry” I say, not really understanding what I was apologizing to him for.

  “Come on let’s get you in the bathroom where you can clean yourself up so we can see how badly your hands are hurt.” Case’s face is filled with worry and concern as he speaks.

  I stand up walking towards the bathroom. I’m so out of it I paid little to no attention to Case or the fact that at some point he called the girl named Lisa over to walk in the restroom with me. I am numb by the time I am in the restroom with my hands under the water. I watch as the blood mixed with beer runs down the drain. Within minutes the water begins to run clear I glare down at my hands seeing nothing. No cuts, not even a scratch how could that be? I remember seeing all the blood. I felt the glass when it penetrated my skin. I take a deep breath turn the water off grab a paper towel proceeding to dry my hands. I’ve made a decision it may be one of the craziest decisions I’ve ever made in my life but I’m figuring I’ve got nothing to lose. I’m going to ask Lisa what is wrong with me. I’m going to question if she knows me or not. Something tells me she can explain a lot to me but then again she might tell me I’m mentally ill in which case I’d have to agree with her assumption with that fact as well. The thing is I no longer care if I’m wrong about Lisa and her friends if I am maybe they will get the hell away from me once they find out I need to be in the loon bin. Right now I wish they would leave I wish I would never see them again so again I ask myself “What do I have to lose?”

  Turning around I face Lisa. She is taller than me her hair is cut short and dyed a deep purple. She has fair skin with a ring through her nose. It goes nicely with all the earrings running up both her ears. She is slim, but you can tell she works out by all the muscles in her arms and legs. She has a short mini skirt on with a skin-tight low cut shirt. Dressed head to toe in black her fishnet stockings and black leather boots with the five inch hills complete her assemble. She is very pretty but I think she would be completely beautiful if she’d calm down on the purple hair possibly remove a few earrings but then again I've always say to each their own.

  “Nice boots Lisa” I say trying to decide the best way to bring up something as crazy as what I am about to ask her.

  “Thanks Lana.”

  Okay here goes nothing. I take a deep breath “Lisa you want to tell me what's going on?” She looks at me exactly as I thought she would like she doesn’t have the slightest idea what I am talking about. I stand my ground hold my hands out to her “Look no cuts they’re all gone. I know you know something, please help me. I feel like I'm losing my mind.” Lisa takes a step closer to me her face turning sad she reaches for my hands turning them over as she inspects them.

  “Lana I'm sorry honey for all you’re going through right now. Please believe me when I tell you that. Yes, sweetie I know what’s going on, but I'm sorry, I can't tell you anything. You’re going to have to talk to Case. I will tell you this we are here for you. Things will be made clear to you tonight. Just go out that door Case is waiting for you, he will explain everything. He’s waited his whole life for this moment Lana.”

  She gives my hands another squeeze before letting them go. Giving Lisa one last look I head for the door. When I reached the bathroom door, I take a calming breath hold it for a moment before releasing it. I repeated the process a few times before I open the door. There he stands one of the most beautiful boys I have ever had the pleasure of laying my eyes on. He is looking at me with those amazing blue eyes. He runs his hands through his messy hair pushing it back from his face then smiles that heart stopping smile at me. My God this guy is sexy. I walk towards him, as I get closer he pushes himself off the wall he is leaning against. He never breaks eye contact with me. When I reach him, he glances down at my hands acts like he wants to touch them then changes his mind.

  “How are your hands?”

  I regard at my hands again. “They're fine see not even a scratch." I put my hands down looking into his beautiful eyes and ask, “I’m wondering if you could tell me how that could be?”

  Case continues to hold eye contact with me. He takes my hands into his I feel the same shock wave run through me again. I wonder if he feels it too, or if it is just me. “Let's dance” he says leading me to the dance floor. The music changes to a slow song, I can’t help but wonder if he had something to do with the change in the music. In my head, I hear him speak, "I did.” My eyes meet his again he is staring at me. His hands wrap around my waist he pulls me close to his body. He whispers in my ear “relax baby move to the music”. I try to relax but there are so many questions I have like “Who are you? What's happening to me? How can I break a beer bottle with my hands? How did my hands heal within minutes?” It’s as if he understands I can’t take it any longer he begins talking.

  “Lana this is going to be hard for you to hear. You’re not going to believe me but please let me finish what I have to say before you say anything.” I nod my head because for the life of me, I can’t find my voice to speak. I stand there listening to one of the craziest stories I’ve ever heard in my life. “There’s a man he is married a woman their names are Harris and Summer Livingston eighteen years ago they had a beautiful baby girl, they loved her with all their hearts but they had to give her up to keep her safe.”

  I feel the dread bubbling up in my chest. Case continues with his story. Oh my God I am adopted that is the only thing running through my head. Tears commence running down my cheeks. My heart is breaking splinting in half I’m not sure I can handle this.

  “Lana honey, you have to listen to me you need to calm down. You were not adopted.”

  I look up at Case “I never said that out loud. How do you know what I am thinking?”

  Case is looking at me I can see uncertainty in his eyes he is worried about what he should say I can see it in his eyes when he reaches his decision “Lana I know you have heard me tonight in your head. I know you heard me while you were outside in line to get in the club. Its eleven forty five at midnight tonight you will be eighteen everything you've know your whole life will change. You’re going to find out your whole life has been a lie everything you've always thought is real has been nothing but a smokescreen to keep you safe. I’m running out of time here, I don’t have time to explain everything to you right now not the way you need me too anyway. But I must tell you the friends you came here with tonight, your parents, every single person you've ever known will forget who you are minutes from now. But while they are forgetting you everything else you’ve never known about in this world is going to find out you are alive they are going to smell you. When they do they are going to be come for you. They will hunt you down with one goal in mind that’s to k
ill you Lana. You were never supposed to be alive. We have to get you out of here now before it’s too late. I swear too you I’ll explain everything, answer every question you have I’ll do whatever you want me to do if you’ll just leave with me right now. Let me take you home. To your real home to your real parents please.”

  I look at Case like he is crazy then I tell him just that “You’re crazy this is the stupidest thing I’ve ever heard of in my life let go of me.” I try to pull away from him, but he is too strong he won’t let me go.

  “Lana you have to believe me. We don’t have time for this. We have to get you out of here now it’s almost midnight. The shield is going to drop everything from heaven to hell along with everything in between is going to know you are alive. If it’s within a hundred miles of here it will smell you instantly once the shield is gone. I’m begging you please come with us, I swear you will understand everything soon.”

  “Let go of me” I yell at him again. This time I push him. He falls backwards the smallest amount but it’s enough for him to lose his grip on my arm. I run to the bathroom I push on the door squealing in shock when the door breaks off from its hinges flying across the bathroom before busting against the opposite wall. I am really crying by now I look around making sure no one else is in the bathroom lucky for me there not I walk over to the door wondering how I keep doing this shit to doors. Looking at the door I think maybe I can put it back on its hinges. Putting my hands on either side of it I lift up expecting the door to be heavy instead I finding it light as a feather. I place the door on its hinges then pick up the long bolts that held the door in place to begin with. I’m pretty sure I can get the bolts through the wholes at least enough to hold the door up until it can be fixed. I put the first bolt in the top hole when I give it a push it goes all the way in with no problem. Placing the second bolt in its hole on the bottom I push down watching in wonder as it slides into place easily. I know I shouldn’t be able to do shit like this it’s not right. Could it be possible the crazy story Case was telling could have some sort of merit to it? I know there’s no way everyone I know and love has forgotten who I am. Looking down at my watch I see its three minutes after twelve. Taking my phone out of my pants pocket, I call Angie. She picks up on the second ring.

  “Hello” she says sounding like she had been asleep.

  “Angie it's me can you come in the bathroom I need to talk to you.”

  “Who is this?”

  “Who do you think it is?” I reply.

  “Well if I knew, then I wouldn't be asking now would I” Angie responds sarcastically.

  “It's me Lana, come into the bathroom I need to talk to you” I beg.

  “I don't know anyone named Lana. I'm in the bed trying to sleep so don't call my number again.” Angie yells though the phone right before the line goes dead. I call Liz she hangs up on me too. I hear it again Case calling to me he’s telling me we have to go. Crying I look around for a way out. There is a window. I could go out the window get a cab to take me home Mom and Dad will tell me what is happening. They will never forget me. Running to the window I push up on it, the whole window frame comes off in my hands. I drop it to the floor, placing my hands where the window once was I lift myself through it.

  CHAPTER 4

  I am out the window standing on my feet in a matter of seconds. As I look around me, I realize I’m in an ally. I can see dumpsters everywhere the smell of the trash is enough to make me sick. I’m trying to decide which way I need to go when I notice street lights coming from my left. I start walking towards the lights the fog becoming heavier with every step I take. I can barely see the street lights through the fog now I remove my cell phone from my pocket again opening it up I flip though my apps until I find my flashlight app. When I locate the app I turn it on shinning the light down on the nasty street then proceed to launch my body down the foggy road slowly.

  I make it about half-way down the alley when I hear something. I stop walking so I can restart my app when the light is on again I hold the phone out in front of me trying to see where the sound is coming from. I hear the noise again. “Hello is someone out there?” I call no one answers. This is the third time I’ve heard the same sound but it seem to be getting closer to me. My light goes out again making me have to restart the stupid app over once it’s on I hold the light out trying to look behind the dumpster. I can’t see anything I tell myself to keep walking. Besides it’s more than likely rat’s behind the dumpster. I set out walking again picking up my speed. I’m moving forwards as fast as I can without running. My hands start to feel hot like they are being held under hot water. Something starts to speak to me. It’s not a voice like when I hear Case in my head. This is different it’s like my whole body feels it. It hits me then it’s not a voice at all it’s my body. My body is talking to me telling me there is danger coming. It’s hard to explain the feeling I’m getting the closest thing I can compare it to you might understand is the feeling you’re body gets when you feel someone is watching you. You’re whole body goes on alert ready to spring into action at a moments notice. Now if you understand that feeling imagine it only a thousand times stronger. Instead of being afraid, I feel excited my adrenaline has me so pumped up I want to fight my body is craving it. Never in my life have I ever felt anything like this before.

  I look back towards the place the noise is coming from two things becoming obvious at once the first is I no longer need the flashlight app my eyes is seeing everything as if it’s day light instead of night. I can see everything clearly it is amazing. I’m looking around examining everything in sight when I hear the noise again. I turn back to the dumpster sucking in a sharp breath when I see it for the first time. This is where the second thing comes into play. Never in my life have I seen anything like it. It’s fucking huge it’s got one red eye in the middle of its head it’s skin is a deep blood red. Something slimy is running from its mouth looking a lot like slobber “gross.” It has a tail like a dragon with spikes beginning at the top of its head and running all the way down to its tail. It standing on four legs like a dog its mouth is open into something resembling freaky smile. Its teeth are pointy each about four inches long. Slobber drips from its mouth making smoke rise from the ground with each drip still, I feel no fear. I am ready. A growl comes from the creatures' mouth. I look around for something I can use as a weapon. I see a metal pipe running up the side of the building connected to the night club.

  Keeping my eyes on the creature in front of me I start walking sideways. The creature ensues slowly forward leaving a trail of smoke behind it. My hand hits the brick wall of the building. I never have to look for what I need my hand lands on the pipe as if it knew exactly where it had been located from the start. The creature is advancing at a higher rate of speed now. Wrapping my left hand around the pipe, I give a small tug, the pipe brakes free from the wall. I hear the nuts and bolts hitting the street. Without taking my eyes from the monster running my way I hold the pipe in front of me, it’s every bit of five feet long and at least three inches around. I feel my heart pumping fast but not with fear it’s beating with excitement.

  The monster is closing in on me now. The smell it puts off is making the trash smell like roses. Without thinking or even knowing what I am doing; I hold the pipe in both hands in front of me. My left foot steps forward for stability then my mind clears instinct takes over. Holding the pipe in the middle using both hands I have it flying around like I’m some kind of freaking ninjas I hit the monster as soon as in its within reach. The hit I landed only makes its head fly back which causes the crap dripping from its mouth to fly everywhere.

  Now I can see its not steam coming up from the ground instead every time the thing's slobber hits anything it actually burns it like acid. Without thinking I am flipping backwards through the air. I flip through the air at least four or five times. I hit the ground landing on my back the monster is on top of me before I have time to blink. It let out a huge growl. I move my head to the left right in
time to miss the slim falling from its mouth. Watching as it burns the concrete beside me. Its breath smells like vomit. “So” I question “Have you ever been told you have some really bad breathe?" I swear to you it actually smiled at me. “freaky” “what I respond, you enjoy having bad breath?” Its two-front legs are on either side of my shoulders. I had let go of my pipe, which is now lying across my stomach. I grab the monster by its neck trying to get it off of me instead the only thing I succeed in doing is finding out its skin really is slimy as shit.

  Before I have the chance to make another move, its right front pawl makes a move for my face I pull my head back, the pawl ends up hitting me across my chest. About an inch away from my neck I feel the claws sink deep into my skin. “Son-of-bitch” I scream the pain is excruciating. Thank god the claw missed my neck or I’d be dead about now. Looking at the monsters face, I watch it opens its mouth showing off god awful teeth.

  The son-of-a-bitch then proceeds to really shock the hell out of me. It speaks. I’m not joking the fucker can talk. In a growling voice, it says “you’re dead Princess”. I feel my chest burning from the cuts.

  “You ugly piece of shit who the hell you think you’re talking to?" I yell. Then with my right leg I come up with a big kick, hitting it in the ribs or stomach I don't really know what you’d really call the place I hit it. The kick had so much force behind it the monster went flying through the air. I use my shoulders to push myself off the ground. I grab the pipe in my hands at the same time I jump straight to my feet. I run toward the monster needing to reach it before it has time to stand back up. Drawing my pipe back I hit it in the head. Letting out a growl it jumps to its feet again it’s on me before I know it. Big pawl’s hitting me from the left and right as it growls. I start stumbling backwards. I recover my balance then start kicking using round houses. Between each kick, I use the pipe knocking it in the head with each end before kicking again. The thing finally falls but starts trying to get back up. I scream “Damn you stay down, you slimy piece of shit.” It takes a huge leap towards me as I come around with another kick.