I blinked, then looked from the pictures to Sebastian. "My parents? Really? But I look nothing like them."

"And the reason for that is something I, unfortunately, cannot tell you. I can tell you, however, that you loved them deeply."

"And what did they have to say about all of this?" I asked him. "Surely normal parents wouldn't want their child to become a demon."

His smile was gone now, and I stared at him, confused. Had they said something horrible when I'd left? Was it something I shouldn't remember?

"They died about a few weeks before I met you, Chrystal. Over five years ago, now."

I stared back at the picture, and I felt my heart break. Suddenly, images went through my mind. My parents, smiling at me warmly, or disciplining me with sad eyes. I saw us in the car together, Dad driving, Mom looking over her shoulder at me.

The pain came back again, more intense than ever. I cried out and held my head in my hands. I felt Sebastian reach out and wrap his arms around me, but this time, the images didn't stop. I watched the scenes play out, as if I was a bystander for all of them. I watched from the side of the road as the car appeared out of thin air and struck our car head on, then vanished into nothingness as my body flew through the windshield. A familiar female figure dressed in black jumped forward suddenly and caught my limp body. She held me close for a moment, then gently placed me on the ground before pulling out a phone and calling for help. She sat the phone on the ground, then disappeared.

I was crying hard when I finally came back to reality. Sebastian was holding me tightly, rocking me back and forth, trying to calm me. He was whispering to me, but I couldn't hear him, couldn't understand as my mind tried to sort through what it had just seen.

We sat like that for several minutes. I cried while my head throbbed, so much so that I didn't notice when the door opened and another figure stepped into the room.

I did notice, however, when Sebastian lifted his head away from mine to look up. "Lisa." His tone sounded scared, but also relieved at the sight of the other demon.

There was a beat, then the other demon was beside us. I felt her hand on my back. "What happened? What's wrong?"

"I am afraid I may have said too much-" Sebastian started.

I gripped onto his arms tightly. "N-no, you didn't," I tried, attempting to get a hold of myself. The pain did not want to leave this time, as if it was punishing me for remembering something. I opened my eyes and looked up at him, somehow managing a small smile. "I remember my parents now because of you. Thank you."

His smile in return was forced. "Chrystal, I didn't mean to-"

I shook my head, my tears returning. "Please, stop apologizing. You did nothing wrong. I asked you to tell me." The tears fell down my face then, like small waterfalls. "I don't understand why I've forgotten everything. How could I forget my own parents? My best friends?" I clung to Sebastian even tighter. "How did I forget that I love you?"

He didn't move. The two of us sat there for a long moment, him staring down at me while I cried softly. Lisa stood beside us, watching with concern.

I sniffed, trying to compose myself. "I'm sorry. I remembered the accident. I didn't mean to break down like that..." I turned my teary eyes toward Lisa. "You saved me that day, right? Have I ever thanked you?"

Lisa smiled at me, placing a gentle hand on my head once again. "No thanks was necessary. I wasn't going to let anything happen to our little princess."

Sebastian's gaze left me for the first time since Lisa arrived, and fell on her. His stare was full of an emotion I couldn't place.

Lisa only smiled. "I only came to check on you, dear. I'm glad you're starting to remember. Once you do I have full faith you will be able to control your powers and leave this room."

I wanted to say something else, anything else, to make her stay a little longer, to see if there was anything I could get her to say that would trigger another memory. I didn't care about the pain anymore. I would deal with it if it meant remembering my life as a human and learning to control my powers. But she left the room before I could think of something to grab her attention.

I looked back up at Sebastian, this time seeing him clearly instead of blurred by tears. He was studying me carefully, as if making sure I was alright. I barely noticed that the pain had finally left my head as I saw his windblown hair. I turned and glanced around. The blankets were no longer on the bed. Several paintings were on the floor, and books were scattered across the hardwood, some open, others with ripped pages.

I returned my hands to the sides of my head. "I didn't-"

Sebastian pulled me against him. "You were in your vision when it happened, you couldn't have noticed. No one was hurt, My Love. Everything is alright."

"No, it's not. I'm supposed to be learning to control this. I could have hurt someone again."

"You didn't hurt Jasmine. She's perfectly fine."

I pulled away from him. "Really?"

Sebastian smiled. "Something you'll need to be getting used to is it takes more than that to hurt a demon. Yes, she took a nasty fall, but she was unharmed physically. She only hasn't come back to see you because she doesn't want to set you off again. I've told her you were harmless, but..."

I dared to gaze at him hopefully. "So she isn't mad at me?"

His smile softened. "I do not believe she could ever be angry with you."

I tried to think of what he meant. Surely she could be mad at me. Anyone had the ability to be angry with someone. Then, there was another, more intense pain. I cried out, and the world went dark.