Finding her

How would you feel when you finally admit your love for someone and they admit it back, only for time to mess up and take them away from you? Broken? Lost? Brandon, felt the same way and it didn’t help him that he was not in the same time, literally.
He set out to find the one he truly loves and was lost due to a rookie mistake, well according to her it was a rookie mistake.
Will he able to find her in this new time? And if he finds her, will he be able to make her remember?
Embark on a journey with love, fun, friendship and some big scientific words.

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7. Chapter 6- Emotional Blackmails And Pink Smoothies

Brandon’s POV

“Yes, she was with us. She was best friends with Sylvia and your girlfriend for 7 years.”

That’s when I realize what I said and immediately cover my mouth and await his expressions. I should not have added the seven years part because now he is having a laughing fit and by the looks of it, it isn’t pretty.

“So-So you a-are s-saying that she was my girlfriend?” he replies now trying to calm his breathe and wiping his tears. “No wonder, I felt some sort of attraction towards her. Have you even seen her? She is soooo pretty. And don’t even get me started on her German accent-”

I know what it was. It was emotional blackmail. That little son of his mother. He knows I’m sensitive towards my friends and he always uses it to his benefits.

Thank god he took it well. Now I have to hear him rant about her like old times. She is this, she is that and what not. So, I do what I do well, I block him out but reply with ‘hmms’ and ‘ohhs’. I can still see the adoration and love for Amelia in his eyes. I guess this is a good thing since they get to fall in love with each other all over again. But the same might not be true for me and Ember. I still have to make her love me and figure out why I am losing my memories with her.

I am drifted back to reality when I feel a sting on my face and look up to my red head, smiling cheekily at me and that’s when it hits me. HE FREAKING SLAPPED ME!!! Ohh, he is so dead. He starts to run from me but I don’t let him and give him a good beating.

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“So let’s start this interview.” Nathan says besides me. After beating him up we started with the interviews. I don’t get half of the scientific terms. Nuclear fission and fusion and stuff like that. Nathan besides me is squirming since I kicked his butt, hard. And now I’m controlling my laugh and he is glaring at me time to time.

The interview were a blur but I saw that man again, who I saw at the front of the building when I was about to enter. He looks so familiar but I can’t pinpoint from where. He said his name is Michael Costello. He had greyish-brown hairs, indicating his age and blue eyes, just like my Ember. Speaking of her, I haven’t texted her and confirmed our plans for the movies tonight.

Brandon- Hey Ember, just checking are we on for the movies?

She replied almost instantly. Eager much?

Ember- Hey Brandon, I don’t think I can make it tonight. My friend is having some troubles so I have to help here. I’m so sorry. Maybe we can reschedule?

Brandon- Oh, it’s oka. And yeah sure we can just tell me when.

Ember- Thank you Brandon. I have to go now but I will tell you when. Bye. J

Brandon- Bye Ember. J

With that I shut my phone off with a frown on my face and thinking how Sylvia used to be like this. The knight in the shining armor as always. Whenever any of her friends were in trouble she would drop everything off and went to comfort them. I still remember when Daphne was having a very bad day and Nathan wasn’t there either. That time Sylvia was in Harvard. When she got the news she dropped off her studies and booked the next flight to our home town just to help her. I really respect her for this.

One time she came to me too, even though we weren’t at the best of terms. I was very sick and no one was at my home to help me, so Sylvia came and spent the nights with me until I was recovered. I guess that was the day I started to love her. We talked a lot that time. And I got to know her again.

“Hey Brandy, that old man was quite nice don’t you think? He had the best qualifications amongst all of our candidates.” Nat asked me.

“Which one? Mister Costello?” he nodded. “Yeah, if you want you can have him. I can’t express my opinion at it, since I don’t know for what you are taking these interviews as my best friend would not tell me about it.” I also try to emotional blackmail him, as he did with Amelia’s case.

He gave me a blank face and replied with a no. So much for brotherly love.

“What happened to ‘I thought you as my brother’” I give my best puppy dog eyes to which he tries to control his laugh but couldn’t and we both start laughing. The day went by just fine.

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“O-Oh my god, Brandon. S-stop p-please.” Ember stuttered seeing me come towards her as if she was a prey. Well, she is. “Ember, you did a mistake and now you have to pay.” I said with a huge grin.

“I’m sorry Brandon. I promise I won’t do it again.” She said, backing away and in two strides I lunged over her and we went to the ground with me on top. And now comes the torture. I start to tickle her. You ask why? Because dear Ember thought that it would be perfect to drench me in her pink smoothie and she said, I quote ‘You look perfect in pink Brandon.’

She laughed very much so I thought let’s give her something to laugh about. So here we are laughing and both soaked in her pink guava smoothie.

It has been 1 month since we started hanging out. We stole a few kisses on cheeks from each other every now and then. She told me a lot of things about her. Some I knew since she was practically Sylvia but some even I didn’t think that she could have it. Like she was interested in creative things as well as studies. She learnt music and let me tell you her voice is so melodic, like an angel singing with a harp, floating on a cloud, wearing white clothes which fitted her perfectly.

She is also interested in arts and crafts, which Sylvia used to run away from in school and college. I’m seeing a whole new side of her makes me fall for her all over again. And tonight I will ask her out, if I don’t chicken out again. I tried to ask her out a couple of times but thought that it was too early since every day I got to know a whole new side of her, so I waited and I guess this is the right moment.

Our laughter died and we are staring at each other intently. My face is so close to her that if I move a single muscle, we could kiss. I so damn want to taste her pink lips. They are so inviting and I would love to kiss her. But being the good and respectable man that I am, I will wait until she says so herself.

“S-Sylvia, will you go on a date with me?”  

Ember’s POV

“S-Sylvia, will you go on a date with me?” What? Did I hear that correct? Did he just call me Sylvia? The girl from my dreams. So, what I thought was correct. She was a part of Brandon’s past, but how and why did he call me by her name? Did we look alike so much?

“I would like to Brandon-” he gave the most alluring smiles and it almost melted my heart. I shouldn’t be affected by him a lot, but lately, he is all I think about. The way he says my name, the way he cares and always listens intently when I’m telling about myself. I also do the same to him. He loves art as much as me and even more. I met his mother and she is the most amazing and beautiful woman. Now I know where he got his handsome-ness. Don’t tell him I called him handsome though, it will only boost his elephant sized ego.

Yups, he had an ego but a playful one. Like the ones, you can humor and laugh all the time. He was way too kind hearted and down to earth, as if he didn’t choose this life. He had a big house and I got suspicious as to how a mere artist can afford such a big house. I mean, it was decorated with modern furniture and it looked straight out of a real-estate magazine. It was so properly kept. I should take classes from his mother on that one. I am not saying that for Brandon, oka, maybe I am. But you tell how you would feel if you find a man who worshipped the grounds you walked on and always treated you like royalty.

I remember Max telling me once that he had seen Brandon somewhere, but still didn’t get a clue where.

“-But there are somethings which I want to know first.” His smile faltered and he gives me a knowing look, before getting up and helping me too.

 

“So what do you want to know, Ember?” he says sitting on the couch and taking out napkins to wipe ourselves clean.

“I-I don’t know where to start. I am having visions of people I know I should know but I can’t remember them, at all. And in my vision you are always there and people call me Sylvia. Hell, you called me Sylvia too when you asked me for a date.”

“I did?” he says shocked and soon changes his expressions to an apologetic one.

“I’m sorry Ember. I wanted to tell you about yourself but not like this. I know what you are experiencing because I experience it too but in my case the memories that me and Sylvia shared, the memories that we shared-” he gestures in between us, “-I am losing them. Forgetting them to be exact.”

“What? Do we know each other from somewhere else? How did I forget Brandon? And what exactly do you mean by ‘our memories’ because I haven’t seen you in my life ever. Oh god Brandon, I think I am going to be sick.” I start inhaling heavily and sense that the walls are closing in on me, making it very difficult for me to breathe.

Brandon notices it and soon rushes to one of the drawers and takes something out of it. He gives me an inhaler which I take immediately.

“You, uh, you always had a trouble breathing so I always kept a spare.” He answered my unasked question.

“Tell me Brandon, how do we know each other and for how long have we known each other?” I asked a little agitated now.

“Syl-” he closed his eyes, took a deep breath and clenched his fists. “Ember, we have known each other for our entire life.”

“Our entire life? The hell. Then why don’t I remember anything? Do I have amnesia? Am I sick? But my dad never mentioned me sick?” I started throwing tantrums and pulled at my hairs, until it was painful. Brandon rushed towards me and unclenched my hands from my hairs. He trying very hard to control his laugh and I glared at him even more.

“Freaking tell me Brandon. WHY CAN’T I REMEMBER YOU?” I pointed my finger to his chest and stepped towards him. He took a step back, intimidated by my aura.

“It is because this isn’t the right timeline.”

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