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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19. Chapter 18- Reasons And Snacks

“Mother? Was it really truly love between you and dad?” my 10 year old self asked, with wide eyes and a concerned look on my face.

I knew my parents have been fighting and arguing with each other, since the day I could remember. I also remember when she told me that they had a love marriage. I thought it was a lie because every night till I was seven I could hear them arguing from the other side. At first it was just minor lover’s quarrels but soon it escalated to something more gruesome. I sometimes saw marks on her body. I didn’t know what it was about, always thought that she was just being clumsy and tripped over something.

But when I read about husband’s beating their wife’s I started to pay more attention to these little things. Soon all the signs came to me and I contacted the police one night, when they were fighting.

My father easily dodged their interrogation and told them that I was just a kid and didn’t understand the meaning between discussing and fighting. They agreed to it and left. My mother came to my protection when he was about to hit me with his belt. We ran away from the house in the car and she left me off at Brandon’s home. His mother took me in for a week before we got the news that my mother was severely injured and was hospitalized. My father yet again lied and told the doctor’s and nurses that there was a burglary at the house and they did it.

She was in the hospital for a month and I was living with the Reed’s for that time. I didn’t see my father in that time period, neither did he contact us nor asked how her health was. After she was healed, he came home drunk and I was in the living room studying. He finally got what he wanted all along, to inflict pain on me. That night my mother couldn’t protect me from his harsh beatings, she was under the influence of sleeping pills.

That night changed the way I looked at him. He was a monster.

The next morning when mother saw bruises on me, she packed all of our belongings while he was away and crashed at Brandon’s house. We stayed there for a couple of weeks but eventually she found a place to stay and a new job far away from him.

“It was love, baby. Atleast from me.” she replied and kissed my head which was lying in her lap as her fingers lightly massaged my scalp.

“What changed?” I asked again, feeling a little sleepy.

“Time changed, hon. Time changed him. But when we were young and I met him the first time he was different from what he is now. He was smart, gentle and kind and always used his heart.” she chuckled sadly at the memory. “I still remember the day like it was yesterday. 19th July 1995. The weather was bizarre but I found comfort in his eyes. In his touch and embrace.”

“Do you ever regret meeting him?” I asked and closed my eyes, enjoying the feel of her hands in my hair.

“Never, baby girl. If I hadn’t met him I wouldn’t have such a great daughter like you.” she whispered and I smiled in my sleep, all the while thinking how to dull the pain in her heart.

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Now I was standing at the edge of the waterfall. Beautiful lights encompassed it and no one was here to appreciate its beauty. I cried for what felt like eternity but were mere minutes. i dropped down to the ground and held my knees to my chest and tried to control my breathing.

I heard footsteps and in fear hid in the shadows. Brandon came into my view and I held my breathe so that he wouldn’t hear me. He leaned against the railing and looked at the beautiful scenery infront of him.

“Sylvia, I wish you would just confront in me and tell me why you ran away. I can’t bear any tears on your face.” he said and looked upwards towards the stars. “Please god, keep her safe. Just tell me she is safe.”

Why does he care?

I stood up from my position and stood behind him. He still hadn’t noticed me.

“Please keep her safe.” he whispered, huffed and turned around only to scream like a girl. “AHHHH!!!!!”

I chuckled at his reaction and he put his hand on his heart, trying to control it.

He did a double take but then moved like a hawk and engulfed me in a hug. I was so shocked that I didn’t return it for a minute or two. But when he squeezed my waist I got back into reality and hugged him back with equal strength. I missed his warmth.

He was the only anchor. The only one keeping me sane.

We stood there in each others arms for quite some time. Both very reluctant to pull away, but I broke the hug and pulled back first.

I stared at his huge ocean eyes and felt captivated by it.

“What happened Sylvia? Why did you run away?” he asked and pushed some hairs behind my ears.

I had to tell him.

“Do you want to know why I want to build a time-machine?” he slowly nodded but kept me in his arms.

I took a deep breath and said, “I want to change my mother’s past and make her a little independent than she is now so that my father doesn’t do the things he did to us.”

“Uhh, what did he do?” he said, still holding me in his arms. I felt all my fear and demons leave me when I was in his embrace. He was like the light at the end of the tunnel. My salvation.

I told him about everything. The fights, beatings and divorce. He just stood there and listened to me, never saying anything, just showing his concern and holding me tighter when I got to the more emotional parts.

“Oka, but what happened now?”

“My father, he-he came back. My mother called me by mistake and I heard they were talking about me. That I was a mistake he had ever made. He said that I was a curse. That he loosed everything due to me. That if I was just aborted like he first suggested then they would have lived happily.” I sobbed hard.

At the end he hugged me tighter and at first I thought he was calming me, but he started to shake with anger and he inhaled my scent. It soothed him and he started to relax.

We heard a car honk in the distance and two bright lights on us. I pulled back and squinted my eyes to see clearly. The lights shut off and the engine died down. The windows rolled down and out came the head of Brady.

“Hey, I hope we didn’t interrupt anything.” he said and I chuckled. “Oww.”

“Stop teasing them.” Ember smacked him again at his arm.

They both got out and walked over to us. I noticed that Ember has a big bag in her hands.

I ran towards her and she opened her arms, anticipating a hug but I just snatched the bag from her hands and sat on the ground. I don’t care that it is dirty.

“YAYYY!!” I squeaked as I found my favourite snacks and cold drinks. They all laughed at me and I laughed along side them.

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