Unexpected Stalker

I tried to open my eyes but all I could see around myself was darkness, pure darkness. There was no impurity of light.

"I… Mom, I didn't do anything. I didn't.. didn't push her."

" Yes, yes. I know you didn't push her nor did you do anything to her."

These are the only two sentences I had been hearing. Only God knew for how long.

Such irritating voices these two are.

One belonged to a kid who's been saying he didn't do anything and the other belonged to a lady. But who?

I didn't know any of them and on top of that my eyes were disobeying my command.

"Madam, sir has arrived."

Another voice sounded in the room which finally shut those two irritating voices.

Just as the room recovered the silence, my mind ran at the speed of 2500000 kilometers per second.

Don't tell me I am kidnapped?

Oh my! What about future plans? My dream?

I haven't married yet.

My honeymoon plan with my nonexistent husband.

Oh my honeymoon!

Sorry Turkey. I think I can never come for my honeymoon.

What about the names of my future babies!?

I spent so much time on those names.

God! My future twin babies.

Sorry, my twin kids. Mom can't give you birth and take you on a world tour.

If I knew this would happen, I should have told my feelings to my crush.

Oh! My crush. My sweetheart. Forgive me. I can never tell you my feelings now. Sorry.

"Husband, doctor said she'll wake up soon. There's nothing to worry about her. She'll be alright."

That irritating voice of the lady sounded in the room again.

Then there was no sound in the room except for the closing of the door. Also I didn't feel any presence around me which made me sigh in relief.

Thank goodness. They didn't kill me. For now.

This silence was making me sleepy. So sleepy. I felt my mind shutting down like someone had power off my brain's button.

"... Save.. me. Help… Please…"

I pleaded for help as I saw myself sleeping in the blood pool. I was stunned by this familiar sight. I remembered standing in the empty art studio and then something hit my head and I fell in darkness.

As those pictures flashed in my mind, I quickly opened my eyes but closed them back. Light was piercing my eyes, which made me frown as I tried to open them again. I moved my right hand and put it on my eyes.

Blinking in my hand and slowly trying to adjust in the light. I opened my eyes fully then looked around but suddenly felt a headache.

I hissed and put my hand on my head while trying to lift my body. With difficulty I sat up and looked around. It was an unfamiliar surrounding, unfamiliar bed, unfamiliar room, unfamiliar clothes and unfamiliar body too.

My eyes opened wide along with my mouth as I checked my body again.

My body!

As much as I hated to admit it, this wasn't my body because the chest size of this body was larger than my body. Because of that people mostly took me as a kid, a teenage girl who's under 18.

I removed the blanket from myself quickly and stumbled to the wall where the mirror was placed. The reflection was of the girl who had a large chest size and long wavy silky smooth brown hairs, beautiful big brown eyes, full lips, small straight nose and beautifully arched eyebrows.

Be..be..beautiful.

I felt myself losing consciousness as I was getting drunk on her beauty. The only drawback was her short height but if there's a boy with longer height then it would look cute.

The room door opened and I looked from the mirror as the small head of a little boy popped in. He stared at me with eyes opened wide and mouth parted. And then…

"Mom! Mom! She woke up!" He screamed so loudly in his irritating voice.

Don't tell me that irritating kid who was crying nonstop and this screamer is the same devil.

"Shut up will you!" I told him sternly and controlled myself from getting angry at him.

He shut up quickly and looked at me with accused eyes. He blinked and blinked then blinked again at me with the same accused eyes.

I took a deep breath and then smiled at him.

"Little devil, do you know who I am? My name?" I asked him nicely.

He looked at me in shock as I called him 'little devil'.

"Aziya. My elder sister. Don't you know," He said, scrunching his nose up.

Aziya. Nice name but resemble aziyat so much. It sounds also a little familiar.

We both stood in silence and stared at each other. Few minutes later, there was voice outside the door and then the door opened.

"Oh finally you woke up," A lady entered in the room and spoke, looking at me up and down.

There was also a man following behind her and stared at me with a frown.

"Mom. Mom. She doesn't remember her name," Little devil spoke in a loud voice.

This loud voice made me to put tape on his mouth but I couldn't do anything because there were two elder people stood before us.

That lady frowned and looked at me then turned to look at the man behind her.

"Husband…," She whispered in a slow voice then looked back at me blankly.

"Do you know who I am?" She asked, pointing at herself.

I looked at her in confusion.

That little devil said I'm his sister and called her mother then she should be my mother…

But from her age, she didn't look like a mother of this body whose age I also didn't know yet.

"I'll call doctor," The man behind her, who might be my father, said then walked out of the room.

I felt pain in my legs and tired of standing. Slowly I moved my legs towards the bed and sat down. Pair of both mother and son looked at me with strange eyes as I looked at the beautiful yet simple large room.

"Everything is fine with her brain. She just has amnesia. Her memory maybe back soon or maybe never," The man who might be my father informed to my might be mom which I highly doubted.

Currently I was sitting in hospital bed after a full body examination. After calling to doctor, they took me to the hospital straight.

That little devil kid sat on the stool in front of my bed and stared me curiously.

"You don't remember me?" He asked, pointing at herself.

"Didn't you hear them?" I asked him back, pointing at those elders who were whispering to each other.

"Oh!" He mumbled then lowered her eyes in disappointment.

He looked like a lost puppy but also cute at same time.

"But it's okay. I'll help you in remembering everything," He said, looking up at me with shining eyes.

"My name is Amad. Your little brother. I'm 8 years old. That man and lady are our parents. Shezad and Rakshanda. And you are Aziya. You are almost 18," He told me then also told me what business our father was doing.

Rich. We are rich. Money.

"But… our parents don't like you. I don't know why and I… I also don't like you," He broke my rich imagination in a second.

I looked down at him and narrowed my eyes at this little devil for breaking my beautiful dream.

"Why? Why do you hate me?" I asked him while thinking of how to roast this little devil.

"Because.. because you never looked at me or played with me. You used to ignore me," He answered me with a sad face and tears in his eyes.

My heart instantly softened.

"OK. OK. Don't cry. I'll play with you in the future as long as you are well-behaved," I told him with a smile and patted his head.

But before this I needed to know did I really lost my memory or if a supernatural thing happened to me…