Title: Always Attract – Chapter 10

Author: kreia03

Rating: M

Warnings: Some swear words

Disclaimer: I don't own Skins. I just wish I do.

Summary: Naomi learns how she was found.

A/N: Sorry for the late update! :D

As Naomi reached Vera's house, she pulled out her own pair of keys and got in. She headed straight to her room, flicking the lights on while on her way. Throwing herself to her bed, she closed her eyes, her own thoughts dwelling back to the many things she had just seen in her head. She remembered seeing a pajama party, in which she saw herself wearing a pink pajama with "sexy poo" written in it, and a girl named Panda, whose face is all but the same with the others she had seen, blurry, and then the kiss. Her hand flew to her lips unconsciously, touching it, feeling it, as if the kiss had just happened right this very moment. Then it hit her. The girl, whom she saw herself kissing, had the exact same husky voice. The voice she'd been hearing all day, for she played the scenes in her head over and over. Naomi shut her eyes tighter, trying to recall everything, to look for more details from what she had seen. She realized that the girl had red hair, almost the same as Katie's, almost. Katie had a different cut. She struggled to find more details or clues about this girl to satisfy her burning curiosity, but her thoughts kept coming back to the kiss they shared, lingering in there. A feeling of intense joy was arising from her as she repeatedly thought about the kiss. Naomi had no idea why and this frustrates her. She wanted to find out who this husky-voiced girl is in her life and why does she have this great effect on her, that even if she doesn't know who exactly that girl is, just hearing her voice makes her heart skip a beat. Feeling the frustration take over her, Naomi decided to drop it all off and go to bed. She rose from the bed and was heading for the bathroom to clean up when she noticed that the cabinet opposite her bed was left unlocked, which normally wasn't, and the cabinet door was ajar. Vera must have forgotten to lock it. Naomi walked towards the cabinet and was about to close it when something caught her attention, a black suitcase that was inside. She stared at the suitcase, debating whether or not to open it and check what's in it. The suitcase had something in it, something unexplainable, telling Naomi or rather beckoning her to pull it out from the cabinet and see for herself. Finally, her curiosity winning, she yanked the black thing out of the cabinet and laid it over the bed. Seeing that the case's lock had been damaged, like it had been forced to be opened, she jerked it open.

A bunch of clothes was what welcomed Naomi as she opened the suitcase, all neatly folded. They seemed untouched. Somewhere above the pile of clothes, she noticed, was an ID, a passport and a small purse. She picked up the ID and took a closer look, only to find out that it was hers. Her name was indeed Naomi, Naomi Campbell to be exact. She was 17 years old and was living at Bristol, United Kingdom. She took the passport and flipped it open, seeing almost the same information she found in her ID. Numerous questions began to form in her mind. Where was she headed to before the plane crashed? When did Vera and her sisters got hold of this suitcase? Her suitcase? And why didn't anybody tell her about it? Why did they have to hide it from her? Naomi closed her eyes and heaved a sigh. There were too many things she had unraveled today. She doesn't know if she could handle it. Putting back the ID and the passport, she was about to close the suitcase, deciding that she'll talk to Vera about it as soon as she comes back, when a small wooden box that was obscured by some of her clothes caught her attention. Curious of what the box was, she took it out of the suitcase and examined it closely. She saw neat carvings surrounding the lid and the sides, "I Love You" and "Forever" were carved at the front and back of the box. Turning it over, she lifted her hand and traced the script carved on it.

"Emily." She muttered. Her forehead creased in wonder, thinking of who this Emily was. It wasn't her for sure, because her name was Naomi according to the ID.

She turned the box over once more to open the lid. Inside was a silver necklace with a pendant over it. She took the necklace out and let it hung over her fingers.

"Naomi." She read the inscription in the pendant out loud.

"Naomi! Where were you? I was look-" Vera stopped dead as she entered the room.

The blonde placed the necklace back in the box, watching Vera slowly walk towards her and sit in the bed.

"Naomi, I-"

"Why did you hide this from me Vera? Why didn't you tell me? Why didn't anybody?!" She blurted out, her voice rising up.

"I, we didn't! We didn't hide it from you!" The brown haired girl answered in a stutter.

"Then what does this mean Vera? What?! Tell me!" Naomi retorted, her voice full of hurt and deception.

"Let me explain Naomi, please." Vera pleaded, her hands reaching for Naomi's.

The blonde didn't answer. The other girl took this as an opportunity to clear things up and started to explain herself.

"The day we found you at the beach, you, you had your bag with you. My sisters and I were arguing about when should we tell you about it. Then, we came to an agreement that we'd tell you as soon as you wake up."

"But you didn't." Naomi cuts her off.

"I know, and I'm sorry. It's just that, that I was afraid. I became scared." Vera continued.

"Of what?"

"That you'll leave as soon as you find out. You'll leave and never come back." Vera said, her voice fading as she finishes. "I didn't want you to leave. I don't want you to ever leave."

Naomi's mouth slightly opened upon hearing Vera's confession. She didn't know what to say, so instead, she gave the girl's hand a tight squeeze.

"Vera.." She called with a sigh. "You have to understand. I need to find myself, to know myself. I can't live like this, not being able to remember anything."

"I know, I just..I just..I don't think..I can't stand being away from you, okay?!" Vera blurted out, soon covering her mouth with her hands as she realized what she had just said.

Naomi's eyes widened with surprise.

"No. Vera you can't. I can't. It's not right." She said, shaking her head.

"Then tell me if this isn't right."

Vera inched closer to Naomi, extending her hands out and cupping her face. She leaned forward, closing the gap between her and the blonde, her own lips touching Naomi's. It was a quick and sudden kiss, but it meant everything to Vera, like she was telling Naomi what she really feels.

"Sorry, but, but it just doesn't feel right." Naomi whispered as she shook her head once more.

Vera dropped her hands and lowered her head. Her tears were on the verge of falling.

"I need to find myself first, I need to go back. I'm so sorry." Naomi apologetically said, her hands squeezing Vera's.

"I understand Naomi."

"Thanks."

"There is one thing though that I would like to ask." Vera raised her head and looked up at Naomi.

"What is it?"

"When you go back, let me come with you."

"No. You don't need to do that." Naomi replied.

"Please. It will give me some peace of mind, as well as my sisters."

Naomi hesitated for a while, but agreed later on. After all, she was left with no choice. She owed Vera and her sisters a lot.

"Thank you." Vera muttered before leaving the room.

Naomi watched her as she leaves, slumping to bed the moment the door was closed. There really was too much that happened tonight, but nothing can stop her from going back to Bristol and discovering who she was.