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Hey guys I'm back for the sequel! :) I wasn't planning on posting this so soon. I was meant to be starting college today but I was told last thing a Friday that the whole course had been cancelled and I was going have to find somewhere else to study! Which is a bit difficult considering everything goes back this week and all the schools are closed over the weekend! Luckily I've got a place at a different college and I don't start there till Thursday :)
Its my birthday today so be nice! :)
Synopsis: SEQUEL TO REMEMBER ME. It's been three months since Ross disappeared off the face of the Earth... again! His memories back but his minds all over the place, will he remember that when you've been involved in a life of crime you should always look over your shoulder?... Meanwhile things at home are falling apart. Pete and Finn are desperate to find their missing brother... Will they find him before it's too late?
Come Find Me...
Prologue
As November melted into December there was a definite chill to the air. The trees which swayed in the darkness were bear, there leaves having been lost long ago. In the darkness their branches looked like gnarled, old fingers; reaching out as if to pluck something from the lightening sky.
The sun was just beginning to peak over the horizon, turning the pitch black sky into a murky, unwelcoming grey. A thick fog hung over the city like a blanket, shielding the far off tumble down buildings from sight.
A dark figure lay curled in the door way of a boarded up shop, trying the shelter from the merciless cold. He pulled his moth eaten blanket closer to his shivering body, as a blast of icy wind burst down the street. Ross Barton was a sorry sight.
After his memories came flooding back, revealing his dark past to him, Ross had fled his life. Leaving his loved ones and home behind him.
They were all better off without him, he thought bitterly. He didn't want to witness the disappointment in their faces when the old Ross returned to them.
Pete...
Ross still felt a surge of anger whenever his elder brother came to mind. He had left Ross to rot in a shallow grave in the woods. Rather hide him then lose Debbie. The girl they both loved.
Another reason why Ross had fled was Debbie Dingle, or Barton now he thought. She was the love of his life, but because of his stupidity, she had chosen his brother. He had seen them together on the day his memories returned, so in love. It was her which had provided the key to his memories returning, he was bound to her.
Did she know what Pete had done? Did she care?
Ross ran a shaky hand over his face.
After he had run he'd emptied all his bank accounts, he would start new ones, so he couldn't be tracked down by his family. All the money had gone on renting a small bedsit, while he searched for work to keep him going.
That was three months ago. His supply of money had long since run out and there wasn't enough work to keep him afloat. He had lost his bedsit a few weeks ago and had been sleeping rough ever since. The small amount of money he did manage to earn went on food, just enough to keep him alive.
Ross pulled his blanket closer to his chest, trying to drown out the sound of passing cars so he could slip into a much needed sleep. He was so exhausted.
The last thought on his mind before he succumbed to the alluring pull of sleep was the face of Debbie smiling up at him when he had kissed her.
Across the road, a dark figure stood hiding in the shadows cast by the slowly rising sun. Gazing into the door way of the boarded up shop where Ross lay curled in on himself.
Not yet he thought to himself. He had to wait for just the right moment.
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