Edge of Breaking [ReD]

The topic was too... invasive. Even Lochlann didn't know about that night; even Leon didn't; and that would say a lot because the two men were the only ones in the island that knew Adelene so much. Counting people outside of Manta Carlos, they were two of the only three people that knew her to such extents. And yet they didn't know about that.

Aiden was scaring her. He even moved like Lochlann for a moment, and Adelene didn't know if they were just similar or the doctor knew how to approach her while she was curling away. The only details she can recall kept flashing back to her as Dr. Hart pushed the topic further, to the point that she really did have to say them out loud to get them to stop.

"It was dark..." Adelene cringed again, she couldn't look Dr. Hart in the eye, and her arms were protectively wrapped around her torso, as a defense mechanism. Because she felt so vulnerable. "...I couldn't remember why the cars crashed... But I was on the ground looking up at... a sharp slope... and the cars were already burning. I... I don't know how badly injured I was but... I was hurting all over... and I lost my memories somehow. I still can't remember anything before that moment."

She forced herself to glance into Aiden's eyes that moment. But he was looking away, and she didn't know what he was thinking. He'd said he wanted to help her, but she really didn't know what he meant by that. She hoped he'd tell her.
@"ReD"

The questions loaded in her head slowly, like a slow internet connection that made videos buff or lag when one tries to play it. Adelene couldn't absorb them immediately, but when she did, her curled up body immediately leaned on the table, her hands on its surface and no longer caging herself in, as she continued to search the doctor's eyes with her wide, awestruck ones.

"You can?" she almost sounded happy. Excited. She's always wanted to know what her past was, and no matter what happened to her before, they never came back. She was already long convinced that they've been wiped away permanently. Yet here she was, in front of a possible solution to that.

Dr. Hart has distracted her from Lochlann's condition completely.

"Doctor Hart, how?"
@"ReD"

Adelene bit her inner right cheek. This conversation sounded so scary, yet she forced herself that it was some kind of solution flashing itself right before her. But she was nervous about it. She barely new the doctor, barely knew what he really does, or what was his reason for bringing this up. After all, it had been really sudden.

But she was blinded by the hope and anxiety of having her old memories back. They were a key to who she really was, and how to manage her powers more.

"If it doesn't work, will it be dangerous?" That was really the only thing that kept her hesitating. If it wasn't dangerous, then there would be no harm in trying. Even if it ends up not working. "If it isn't... I want to try. What should trigger them?" She furrowed her eyebrows. Her eyes trailed away, to the cats in one side of the office. She hadn't noticed them until then.

"...Why did you want to help me get my memories back again..?"
@"ReD"

"A typical... doctor response I see."

Adelene's eyes had narrowed in a suspicious manner. Her guts told her there was something else beneath all of this, but Dr. Hart seemed like he was not going to tell her what it was anytime soon, and she wasn't going to force it out of him.

The risks were making her think twice, the stories the doctor had said made her fear for what could happen if she went under the same kind of stress, because anyone who knew her powers would know anything was not worth the risk if it meant there was a chance she'd lose control. One more thing that worried her about all this was that he mentioned her powers, because that always made her paranoid about people's intentions.

But she took the files and looked inside, through the papers, through the pictures, and suddenly her need to know her past grew.

The night was dark, but the flames were big enough to light up the scene. She never knew the accident looked like what the photos showed, never expected she was ever in this kind of... convoy. There were at least 5 or 6 vehicles, three of them completely wrecked and burned, and there seemed like pools of blood everywhere. Taking her knowledge from past experiences, Adelene knew that those were where bleeding bodies laid. If they were all dead, or if they lived, she wouldn't know.

Somewhere in these pictures, there was her own pool of blood. But she was no longer there when whoever took these pictures arrived.

Adelene shook her head and put all the files together and put them down the desk. A long, heavy breath. And then her eyes settled back on Dr. Hart's. "I could try, Doc," was her answer, despite all the risks laid out in front of her. "If things don't go well, I'll just stop."
@"ReD"

That was weird. Really weird. While it didn't even cross Adelene's mind to try opening that lock herself in the future, she wondered why he had to have such a thing, and why he kept the pills there. Were they... prohibited? Kept secret? Special? They were definitely special. But 'special-ness' can be gauged.

She eyed the bottle as it touched the desk's surface, and she looked at it as if she was in front of the forbidden fruit the demon snake enticed Eve and Adam with. There was suspicion and hostility, yet there was also the look that says she wanted to take it. And she did. Slowly she reached for it, slowly her fingers wrapped themselves around it, before she turned her eyes to the doctor once more.

"I do," she said. "Where are these pills from, why are they locked, and what happens after one week?"
@"ReD"