Perfect Match (AU). Where Is My Mind? (part 4): Damien & MC

A/N: Damien wakes up next day after an accident and strange things keep happening... what‘s the truth behind all this?

Honestly, I want to stop constantly living with thoughts about Damien and Perfect Match story in general. I love this book and I love Damien and miss his loads, but writing this AU story makes me very sad and consumes me emotionally, because all of those versions that plays in my mind are kind of chaotic and sad. I don‘t think I‘ll write more of fanfics with continuation in the future, maybe just one shots. Anyway, before that I will share the idea of a plot that I had for this story. This chapter will be the one before the last one, and in the final one will try to explain all this mess I made in these chapters lol. And thanks in advance for those who gonna read this. Tagging several very supportive and nice ladies who showed interest in the story: @confessionsofabrokegirl , @alanakusumastan , @ahteneah . And thanks in advance for each of you who gonna read this ❤❤❤

Also, if anyone interested to listen to, this track was one of those to give me the mood for all the idea I had, it has some evil scientific experiments vibe, check it out if you want. :)

Word count: 1790

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Damien stands there for several moments in shock looking at Kayla, who doesn’t move. Then he jumped towards her and kneeled down, grabbing her shoulders and slightly shaking her.

“Kayla! Kayla, please!!” he shouted looking at her closed eyes. He put her head on his lap and took off his phone from the pocket quickly dialing 9-1-1, still looking at her. After several beeping signals, dispatcher answered the phone asking for details of the accident.

After Damien told of what have happened, and the address of the place, woman on phone asked: “What is your name, mister?”

Damien hasitated for a second and then said his name, knowing that police will find him very soon. He hung up phone call, still looking at Kayla’s face. His eyes started getting wet, he still couldn’t believe of what has happened.

Then suddenly an idea came to his mind. He tried to remember how the car who hit Kayla looked like… “Dark grey Toyota, and its numbers… Oh my god… It was my car! If it was used in the robbery before… It must be related to that same guy who looks just like me…”

While he was deeply thinking, trying to remember anything else, he didn’t notice when Kayla opened her eyes. Her silent voice calling his name brought him back. “Oh, Kayla, thank god you are alive!” he gently took one of her hands, looking at her with relieve.

“My head…” she took a deep breath. “I… I have to tell you something.” She suddenly frowned as she was feeling pain, trying to put her free arm in more comfortable position. Damien carefully helped her. “Hayden… There is something off about him…” she inhaled again and suddenly curled up because of feeling pain.

“Shh shh… calm down, better don’t speak, and try not to move. Ambulance is on the way.” Damien tried to sound calm and comfort her a bit.

“Okay…” she kept looking at him, her eyes full of tears.

“Everything will be okay. It should be. We’ll go through this. I promise.” he wanted to smile at her, but he couldn’t hold his tears, wiping one of his eyes.

“Damien I…” she tried to finish a sentence, but her eyes closed and her hand in Damien’s became weak.

“Kayla, Kayla! Stay with me!”

She fell into unconsciousness and didn’t answer to him anymore. He cradled her and buried his face on her chest, weeping queitly, until he heard sound of sirens getting closer.

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Everything suddenly faded to black and there was nothing around as Damien was floating in total darkness… He tried to shout Kayla’s name, but he couldn’t. He wasn’t sure if he was sleeping or being partially conscious, but he could hear some voices as they were distant, but still audible. It was a dialogue between man and woman, man’s voice was somehow familiar, but Damien couldn’t tell who was it.

“That’s enough for now, we have to get him back.” man’s voice said, it sounded commanding.

Then there was a small pause and woman responded.

“Are we going to tell him the truth?”

“Yes. We’ll make a deal, and I am sure he won’t be able to refuse.”

Then there was silence. Last thing Damien could remember was suddenly sensing a narrow sharp object as needle stuck into his right hand and after that he sank into deep sleep.

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Damien woke up in his room, raised his head and frantically looked around. First thing that popped in his memory was unconscious Kayla in his hands, before the view faded to black… “Oh my god… what happened later yesterday?? How I got back home and I am not dealing with the police right now after I was openly accused in media that I made a crime?”

With all these confussing questions in his head he quickly jumped off the bed and put on the first shirt and trousers he found on wardrobe and then took the phone from nearby table checking time and date. “Okay… I am not going nuts, it is the next day after these events… or isn’t it?”

Damien realized that lately he had lost a sense of time, he doesn’t remember what day actually was yesterday. During several last months time was flowing somehow… non-linear.

“Calm down, Damien… There always is a logical explanation, no matter how crazy things might seem… I am not crazy.” Then for his surprise he noticed an icon of new message on the phone’s screen. He pressed on a notification to see that it is a new message… from Kayla.

Hey, message me when you are awake. We have to meet later today. I am going to tell you the truth.

What he saw next, give him one more proof, that what is happening right now is really weird. He scrolled through his and Kayla’s chat and he noticed that last messages before this one was sent… half year ago.

“Did I somehow deleted some of messages yesterday? But why would I?” He tried to remember anything what happened previous night after a blackout. There was nothing. Totally nothing.

“I have no messages of yesterday, what other evidences of last night’s events I have? Okay… there was an article about the robbery.” he opened ‘New York Times’ page to check news of current and previous day. He found out that there was no such article… Then he checked other news’ sites. Nothing. Nothing related to bank robbery and nowhere his or Amanda Meyer’s names were mentioned.

“I am sure of what I remember! There must be something to prove it.” He was walking at his room in circles trying to remember anything what would help him to understand this whole mess. Then he looked through the window to the parking lot. Car was in its usual place. “So it all possibly means that nothing like that ever happened... But where is explanation?”

He went outside the apartment to check his car. Actually, he found something. On the driver’s side, the front part of the car was slightly damaged as it hit something or someone before. “Did it hit Kayla, or there was something else?..” he sat down on the ground, resting his back and head on the side of his car. He closed his eyes and remembered an accident which happened around half of year ago. He checked his chat with Kayla again. “Okay, at least something makes sense.”

Those messages was sent at that day when Kayla was visiting her friend who lives not far from NYC in a neighbouring town. It was a winter time and there was a snow storm, as Kayla got stuck in the road going back home and she wrote a message to Damien asking if he could pick her up. He agreed to come to help her, but on his way when he was driving through forest a deer jumped off into the road. He tried to avoid the collision with the wild animal, so he drove off the road and hit the nearest tree. He lost consciousness and then there was an illogical gap of his memory… There were no injuries, no hospital… He just woke up next day as nothing like that actually happened.

At that moment when he was rememberring this event happened half year ago, he noticed several scars on his hands that he didn’t notice before.

“Okay… I have no idea what that ‘truth’ I need to know is, but I have to know it, because all this is such a mess. I don’t understand what has actually happened and what not, and just… why?” Damien thought to himself and wrote a message to Kayla.

Hi, I am ready to meet you anytime today.

After several minutes there was the answer:

We’ll need some privacy. If you don’t mind, I’d be at your place after a half of hour.

Without thinking much he texted back:

Sure. See you soon.

He stood up and went back to his apartment.

Damien had some whiskey left on a shelf in the kitchen. There was a layer of dust on the bottle as it wasn’t touched for a long time. “Seems as every thing around me is trying to give me a hint that I wasn’t here for some time. Something happened after that accident on winter. But then I would have been among missing people.”

With that thought he unlocked his phone again, writing his name in ‘Google’ search. He didn’t find anything unusual, just several links to his social media accounts, also several articles linked to solved cases back then, when he worked for NYPD. He also remembered one more article, which was related to a mission worked for Interpol. He searched for that case writing some key words related to topic. After several minutes he found something he was looking for, that was an article’s headline:

Interpol Forces Recued Nearly 30 Kidnapped People, Who Were Used for Illegal Scientific Experiments

He read that article where some generalized details of rescue operation was mentioned. While reading it, Damien recollected his own role in that mission. He was working undercover, letting himself to be kidnapped with other people, that he could get inside of the main laboratory, which was in an unknown location, while Interpol got some information from where that secret laboratory was getting some people for unsafe experiments. Damien risked his life, but successfully acted according the most part to the plan, and collected some necessary data to reveal laboratory’s illegal activities. Although he wasn’t able to run away by his own, he was caught by scientists and some unknown examinations on him for short period of time was made too. Luckily, what Damien found and sent to Interpol before he was caught was totally enough to spot location of laboratory and to save kidnapped people. Alana was one of main participants in that rescue mission as she was highly concerned of Damien’s destiny in all that situation. Obtained secret data also revealed that the experiments performed in there were related to research of human mind. Most of scientists were caught, but several of them managed to escape. Later updates about that case revealed some details about rescued victims. Most of them fully recovered and were able to come back to normal lives, while several of them got insane or experienced very severe brain damage because of experiments, which caused them to live rest of their lives in a persistent vegetative state.

“What if… all this mess I am experiencing now is somehow related to this case of the past?..”

At the moment he thought about it, he heard the door lock phone ringing. He jumped from surprise and then went towards it to answer.

Perfect Match (AU). Where Is My Mind? (part 4): Damien & MC

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