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.


8. Chapter 7- Confession And Threats

Ember’s POV

The hell. Is he mad? Does he have some kind of mental illness? He says that it is not the right timeline.

“Right timeline? What are you talking about?”

“Ember, we time traveled to the past and changed it which resulted in the making of this time line.” He said, his eyes getting moist.

I slowly make my way to him and cup his cheeks, trying very hard not to get lost in his chocolaty eyes. “Brandon? Do you watch a lot of sci-fi and time travelling serials?” I said and couldn’t stop myself from laughing at his thoughts. Like really? Time travel?

“Damn, I knew you wouldn’t believe me. I have proof Ember.” he rushed to his phone and started searching for something fastly. I could hear faint curses, when it took too long for him to find what he was looking for but he found it eventually and when we showed me what he found I was in shock.

It was a girl same as me but with dark brown hairs and blue eyes. Her skin was much whiter than me. She looked absolutely breathtaking. I snatched the phone from him and started scrolling through the photos. There were a lot of them. With him too, making cute poses and stuff.

“Now do you believe me?” he questioned.

“No, Brandon. I don’t. Because I what you are saying isn’t possible, oka? I may look like her but I’m not her. You have me confused with someone else. I don’t know what happened to her, but I’m not her.”

He pulled his hair in frustration at my answer and the sight was scary. He was so vulnerable, on the verge of breaking down.

“It is you.” He whispered and got down on his knees, hiding his face behind his hands and his shoulders shaking. I bend down with him and held his hands, taking them away from him and seeing his face broke me and again I saw something.

   “Y-You can’t leave me like this. Not when I need you the most.” Brandon was again in it. He had the same look on his face, like he had now. I could clearly see now. My surroundings were slowly fading and I was crying too

I chuckled a little and said, “And here I thought I took care of everything major. Now listen to me carefully. You have to find me. Make me remember about me, about us. Be patient with me, Oka? I know you can do it.” I cupped his face with my hands, bringing his face a little closer to me as if for the last time.

“I-I love you Sylvia.”

“I love you too Brandon. W-when you find me, don’t right away explain to me, or make me remember. I know I will run away.”

“Find me.” I said my last words and vanished into thin air.

After I got back to reality, I noticed that I had tears in my eyes and I could barely focus on anything accept Brandon’s crying face. My head was now in his laps and he was holding me for dear life.

“P-Please don’t leave me again Sylvia. You don’t know how much I had to suffer to get you back.” He whispered.

“I won’t Brandon, but I need some rest. I’m too tired. I want to sleep now, Brandon. I will see you when I wake up.” I said, closing my eyes and smiling and soon darkness engulfed me but a faint ‘I love you’ was heard by me, before I finally welcomed the cold and brutal darkness.

Sylvia’s POV

(Oka, so now the story will go back to the way it started. From now on, there will only be Sylvia’s POV, since I have done something to Ember. Don’t blame me. I swear it is a good plot twist. You will thank me later I guess. Please vote, comment, like and follow me. Thank you so much.)

Yawn. Wow, that is the best sleep I had ever gotten. Wait, sleep? I slept? Holy hell I SLEPT!!!

 Yeah, I know what you all are thinking of, who would decline sleep, right? Hate me all you want but when you are insomniac and you sleep, you pretty much freak out the next morning. So here I am freaking out again.

I pick up my phone to check the time and it buzzes loudly in my hand with Selena’s voice playing ‘Back to you’, startling me and almost dropping it. I regain my breath and hit answer.

“Yes, Brandon?” Brandon- my worst yet handsome enemy and my family friend. He is so annoying. We always play pranks on each other and I-not to brag- always win. He is a wonderful artist. I know I hate him but when I see art, I appreciate it. Well, not his since he has an ego of an elephant and also because I hate him. I do a little art myself but I haven’t told anyone, not my parents and not even my best friend Daphne. I know when she will find out about my art obsession, she will literally castrate me for not telling her.

Continuing my phone call with the one who shall not be named I hear nothing but silence, then realization hits me but I’m too late to do anything as the sound of the loudest buzzer piercers my ears and all I can hear now is ringing. I know he is laughing on the opposite side but I can’t hear him all thanks to this wadbag. Oh, I’m so gonna get him for this. And the best part, he wouldn’t even see it coming.

“Brandy, Brandy, Brandy.” I say into the phone and his laughter dies when he senses the evilness in my voice. “Such a rookie joke you played at me.” I evilly chuckle. I hear him swallow loudly and I know it is working. I play with my nails as I continue.

“I would say watch your back but I know that you are already watching it. I could be lurking in the shadows, just to wait for the right time to attack on you. I could be in your room now behind your curtains-” I hear shuffling, no doubt the curtains being pulled at. I chuckle silently.

“-Or in your bathroom. From now on, please sleep with your eyes open because I know I will haunt you. Have nightmares of me. Toodles.” I laugh one more time and end the call, groaning as I recall why and how did I sleep.

I remember Brandon being a gentleman last night and giving me coffee. Hmm, coffee. Shit COFFEE!! He put sleeping pills in it. I will get him for this one too. Well, now I have to get ready for college.


“Yes mother, everything is fine. I’m off to college now and I’m running late, as always.” I mutter the last sentence under my breath. After I got dressed my mother called me as always and wouldn’t stop asking me weird questions like ‘Did you buy a tub of hot tar?’ or ‘Are you in contact with the bee keepers?’ and then I get why she was asking me these questions because my dear Brandon must have told her about my revenge. Hahaha. If he thinks that he can get anything about my revenge out of my mouth then he has to try harder. Like a thousand times harder.

“Oka, honey. Just one last question please.” She pleads. I groan and tell her too continue.

“You don’t happen to have a tub of itch powder right?” Oh, this woman should be grateful that I’m her daughter of else she would have heard a lot from me.

“No, Ma. I didn’t. Now I have to go. Bye.” I end the call immediately. My mother always had a sweet spot for him. I don’t even know why. And well as revenge his mother loves me as her own daughter. Which I rub it in his face almost all the time. What? Don’t look at me like that. If you were in my situation then you would have done the same.

I search the hallways for one guy, who is going to get an earful from me. I immediately find him since his red hairs are prominent.

“Hello Nathan. I thought he had a deal right.”

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