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She gives me a sympathetic look. “I’ll show you.” She gets up and opens a drawer, handing me one of Valen’s T-shirts. I pulled it over my head. “He loves when you wear his clothes.”
I close my eyes, briefly loving the scent of him still clinging to the fabric. When I open my eyes, she places a book on my lap. I sit cross-legged on the bed, and she begins, “You told me to give this to you when the time is right, and I think that time is now.”
“What do you mean? It feels like I haven’t seen you in forever.”
She laughs. “You were with all of us the other day. You don’t remember because the Melody that was with us was the older version of you.”
She pulls out her phone and shows me a picture of her, Gia, me, and then another one of Jess and three gorgeous kids. There is something wrong. I don’t remember going there. I don’t remember any of it.
Tears run down my cheeks. “What’s wrong with me, Veronica?”
“You have DID, or multiple personality disorder. You have an alter. I’m not an expert, but in a nutshell, you have a younger version of yourself and an older version of yourself. The problem is you don’t remember what the younger one does when the older one is present, and vice versa.” She hands me a designer wallet. “Open it,” she demands.
I open it, and I look at the driver’s license and credit cards, all in my name. “I’ve never seen this before.”
“Of course you have. The other you. Look at the date of birth on your driver’s license.”
I do, and I’m older. The pictures Rose showed me and the one on the nightstand. Veronica is right.
“And Valen?”
“He knows. He’s…known.”
“The whole time?”
“Yeah, the whole parents' thing and babysitting thing makes sense now that I saw for myself how wild the older version of you was, but something happened.”
I sniff. “It did, but I don’t remember all of it.”
“Tell me what you know before more bodies turn up, or your man decides to kill the entire football team and leaves your brother as the only player on the field.”
“It was him?”
“He says it wasn't, but I’m not sure. He would do anything for you. I think it’s safe for you to tell me what you know.”
I tell her.
When I’m done, my hands are like two balls in my lap, and I’m rocking back and forth.
“He doesn’t know, does he?”
I shrug. “I don’t know how much he does know.”
“He’s not friends with them, Melody. He was at those parties because of you, and believe me, the older you are, the more in love you are with Valen.”
“And the younger? Me…the one here right now?”
“Are you?”
I look at my hand and see where the diamond is on my finger. “I don’t know. The more I read the back-and-forth texts between me and him, the more certain I become. I love him, but there is a doubt. I have a small, lingering doubt, and I don’t know why.”
“It’s because he doesn’t know what Zack and whoever was responsible for raping you did. There is something the younger you do not know. It’s what the older you are protecting you from. It’s the way the mind protects itself.”
“Tell me.”
“It would change everything, Melody,” she says with a pained expression. “It could destroy you, but it could help you all at the same time. Things will click, but he would hate me for it.”
“Why?” I am confused.
