A/N: Okay guys! This chapter I have been kinda anxious to get out lol and I believe once you read it you will see why!:) I can't wait to see what y'all have to say on this chapter. It was one of my favorites to write😁

Soooo, people have commented saying they do like the questions and since it's a yes and not a no I will continue them🤗🤗🤗🤗

Here we go!

Question: what do you guys think of my story so far????🤔🤔🤔🤔

My answer: don't have one LolXD

By the way I am doing a new cover contest for my new upcoming story so please go and enter and/or tag people:) the more the merrier!:)

Again, a HUGE thanks to GretchenBearer for the edit!:) I just used parts though this time!:)

Enjoy!

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A month has passed since then.

A full month and still I had no answers. Every time I would try to ask, he would change the subject, basically keeping me busy so that I couldn't ask him which of course just made me more determined and frustrated.

He didn't know that I had heard him until I asked him, but that's besides the point.

Nothing much has happened really besides my trying to figure out the mystery that is Derek Knightly.

Later that night when I got home from school and work I hopped in the shower and then once I was down with that I changed into a pair of my favorite pjs and afterwards snuggled up into bed.

I did my homework during a free period I had during school so that I wouldn't have to when I got home.

I put my phone on charge and then rolled back over. It took me a while to fall asleep, but when I did......

Dream:

" Daddy!" The six year old me yelled running down the stairs only to see him about to walk out the door. 

He turned looking down at me upon hearing me call him, and as I hugged him or well his legs, I looked up at him in return and saw a look in his eyes that I have never seen there before and didn't ever want to see again.

What I saw and understood broke my little six year old heart that's for sure.

On his face was...

Sadness, pain, regretfulness, and so much more.

"Serenity darling, what are you doing up? You should be in bed sleeping."

With confusion etched on my face I asked him, "where are you going daddy?" While staring up at the man whom I admired the most.

Sighing he answered, " daddy has to go away for a while, but we will meet again one day." The pain on his face grew worse and more anguished as he continued on, "please remember though and know that I will always love you. No matter how far away I may seem, I will always be with you, baby girl."

" I love you to daddy ." I say as I watched him walk out the door not knowing that it was going to be the last time that I ever saw him.

Not knowing that it was going to be the last time that I ever hear him say I love you or call me darling and baby girl.

End Of Dream:

I woke up with a start.

Clutching the sheets to myself I thought, What was that just now?

There is no way it could be what I think it to be because of what the doctors and nurses told my mom and I that fatal day...

They told us that to much damage had been done for even the possibility of having them return was basically zero to none.

So then... what just occurred if not... them being my memories of that tragedy.? Even just a little snippet of it.

The next few days were a blur. The dream had put me in a trance, a daze which Celina, Derek, and Alex picked up on.
They could tell something was wrong. They all kept asking yet I just shook my head, conveying that I didn't want to talk about it.

This may not seem like a big deal, but trust me it is.

Especially when so many doctors and nurses deemed it that they the memories would never return, couldn't return.

A few hours later, I was in the library, wanting to be alone with the books, hoping to find solace in them.

That's when I heard someone beside me.

Derek.

He was silent, yet his eyes spoke volumes.

He wanted me to tell him, to explain what I was going through, but I couldn't.

At least not yet.

Giving him a sad look and a sigh of my own, I shook my head just like I did before, hoping he would understand as I turned my back towards him, packing up my bag and walking out of the library.