True Love Once One is Removed:
Chapter 16: Forever Ended Tonight
Minutes went by as he sat with blank expression and no response to his father. Drooping eyes to match his ears and a parched mouth that was entirely too scratchy for one to even speak up with if had he wanted to. What was it with being quiet that was so refreshing but yet so frighteningly creepy? How could the same silence bring resolve or sometimes regret? So no expression could be dealt to the conflicting issues of what he knew now as his own mind turmoil. His own depth of feelings. His own loss of strength. And his own loss that invaded his spirit like a plague set in early centuries ago with civilizations of groups that would never be heard of because there own death rate.
No one would hear it as it swept in the night and with the fiery of a bull seeing red. No one would see it as storms of gray sucked the life out of the green of the earth. No one would see the yellow strike of lightening as it created a stampede of a savage orange and cloud of smoke to mother natures children. No one would see his emerald blue eyes fade to meet and greet his mood, nor would they say those green know the dangers of green.
"He did it again" Brady said to himself aloud. To say Jason and Philip hadn't been paying him any mind would have been as worse of a lie as saying Bill C. saying, "I did not have sexual relation with that woman" or hearing Brittany hadn't ever known the terms "Breast Enlargement Procedure" or even as impossible as believing the 'fact' that "politicians don't lie, they just do whatever it takes". No, Jason and Philip had been listening intently and were staring at Brady throughout the whole time of his conviction. From the minute Brady sat down until the end of what John had shared they had watched him like a lion does to his prey.
In anxious anticipation as to what he might say and what it was he could follow up. But nothing was ever said nor mentioned by Brady. He had simply became one with himself and to himself. As he had been doing throughout the whole time of the beginning of the shenanigans. Now the ball was in someone's court and that was the most scary thing. Because as Philip watched Brady he couldn't help but think of how Brady felt to have known the feeling of a ball stolen right from you when it had been in your grip. How it must feel to know you had something but at one weak moment and one tiny mistake it was all gone without one whisper? Or how it must feel to have your love taken away from you as quickly as you had found it/her? Philip looked to Brady with remorse, he wanted to see Brady hurt but not like this. He hadn't wished for anyone to feel the way he felt when he lost his first love. Because if this was what Brady had been feeling then he would know the feeling of knowing forever could never be anymore.
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Time had lapsed to 5 minutes since they left the cabin. The ride was silent and the air was chilled. Why it had became awkward for the two to speak was in the air. It just had and Chris didn't like it one bit. Breaking the tension he turned to her with a smile on his face and jokingly asked, "The beauty now has a brain, so what are you over there pondering to yourself about?"
"I'm not exactly sure. But it concerns life"
Looking a bit confused due to her reply he replied, "What about it?"
"That's just it, I don't know. I'm not sure about it"
"What's not to be sure of?"
Her voice had reached a low and fatal whisper height. Her words were of hidden meanings behind it but nothing you could figure out of the bat. "Of what this all means, and what I am or who I am to become if I what I know of my past is being questioned. How can I have a future if I don't know my past?"
"You learn along the way and through time some answers will be found but some questions will be left unanswered"
"That's why I'm afraid of"
Chris turned to her again, and again confused by her choice of words. "Why are you afraid?"
She said nothing nor turned to him to give him some sign of knowledge as she went on staring out the starry night wrapped up in her own arms. Time and more silence went by before she spoke again, but this time by her own conviction that drove her to this point of thought. Finally she was letting loose what had been bothering her through the set amount of time she was quiet.
"How do you know if you dying? Does your body grow weary? Do you become lightheaded and your mind a blur?" she said finally turning to look at him for once.
At a loss of words he replied, "I don't know" and became terrified at the manner in which she spoke so darkly but so calm about death. "Is there something you want to tell me"
"No. Is there something you want to tell me?" she said turning the table on him and staring intently at him with a very vague expression.
"I don't think so"
"Good. There's no need for missed actions because you know I love you Chris and I… I can't do this" she sniffled but continued without giving him a chance to reply, "I also know this Chloe girl loved Brady. Being with him tonight made me see something in me I had never seen"
"And what was that"
"A tortured soul. I stared into his eyes and became lost when I was allowed into them as if I were family coming into someone's home. In them, I was known and knew my way. I was something in him, love, and passion sparking through each new depth when he looked to me as if I were this girl, Chloe"
"And how did you feel"
"In love, wanted, and sexually set afire to the desire he had with each time he came close to me or even touched me. And something in the back of me hadn't felt uncomfortable which confused me"
"Maybe.." Chris had began but was interrupted by AJ.
"But then again if somehow I were this Chloe girl, it would have been in another life. Two lifetimes ago to be exact because this one's just about up"
"Okay AJ, you scaring mi amiga, are you trying to imply something? Because whatever it is, I'm not liking it"
"I don't either but there will be things in life you have to kneel before and this is one of them."
"Not necessarily. You don't have to just give up in order to give up unless your weak"
"Then I guess that is what I've become. Because apparently I will be left with a lot of unanswered questions tonight. Eternity was not written in my vocabulary for life not was forever granted in it either if it were all to end so abruptly tonight"
Once again the air became chilled and conversation had stopped. The wind died silently and fell victim to loss of will power to even fill the night sky to the unmoved trees.
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Coming out of his coma of thought, Brady gazed up to the eyes of his father, at a loss of words and not able to speak. He wasn't quite sure of what to say or where the words would be coming from had they escaped from whatever chambered they were locked away in.
"Do you remember anything now son? I mean from what I've told you? Can you leave follow up to where I left off?" John questioned as he realized half a hour had went by since he told Brady of what he knew and it had been half a hour since Brady had been thinking. And it had been the same half a hour in which there were still unanswered questions.
"Nothing you've said has triggered my memory, and I can't understand why if I was able to be there at the door."
Brady began to quiet down again as he thought of what his father said to him earlier:
'
John spoke lightly, "I remember driving up past the gates and racing up the pathway when I pulled up. I hopped out the car without as much as turning the ignition off or removing the keys, I just simply hopped out and began pounding on the door rapidly and ferociously. I took you forever and a day to finally open it up. But by the time you made it there I remember my body growing weak and I was far to slow to comprehend the fact there had been a needle that pierced my necks skin and a drug was being forced into me. I fought as much as I could until you finally opened the door. That's when I remember blacking out and never waking up until the moment Philip began untying me and you were sitting in front of me trying to get my attention. Other than son, I'm sorry, so very sorry." '
Yet it still did not click, what was the piece of the puzzle left to the mystery of that time span in which Chloe and her kidnapper had gone. What actions went down during that period that is still being tossed in the air? Brady felt about ready to speak up further but was stopped by a newfound enlightened voice by his father.
"But you know what? I do remember having this incredibly, I mean unbelievable dream but it couldn't be too far off based with the way things are going now could it?"
"What is it?"
"I remember having this strange dream and I remember seeing Greta, but she couldn't have been here. But the odd thing about it was that I saw Stefano and he wasn't alone, next thing I remember seeing someone carry someone out a girl with long hair. I remember hearing something like, 'I trust you Brady' or something to the extent and blacking back out"
"So what's so odd about that?" Philip questioned a bit confused by why it would be considering Stefano.
"Because, since when did Greta be with Stefano and it's not like Stefano to be somewhere unless it really important, like life or death, especially with the Ireland event occurring."
Before Brady could reply saying it could have been life or death he thought about the Greta. Her looks, her appearance and realized she wasn't here by choice if she had indeed been with Stefano. And then Brady remembered his father's car not being out there when he went. So that meant two things, one something funny was going on that even Chris didn't know about or two it had been a set up to begin with. Or maybe it some ways both were involved and somewhere along the line something got messed up so someone had been left uninformed about the changes, whatever it was it wasn't as tidy as it should have been.
Brady also realized that either Chloe/AJ drugged him or that of the cider contents were drugged before. Brady got up without as much as a glimpse to his father or uncle and fetched out the drink. He smelt it then tasted it and felt that same wave flutter in him again. He brought it back into the living room for his father to sniff it which confirmed his suspicions and one theory. It had been a set up but why?
John was catching hold to some of what Brady hadn't said but rather doing, "So what does this all mean son?"
"As of now I can't put it all together but whatever it is, something is telling me that AJ and Chris are out the loop and it's about to get dangerous with this Ireland event and…" Then that's when it hit Brady. The lost time had came rushing into his mind. An unspoken fear hit him when he remembered word for word, small detail to big ones what occurred.
John saw into the eyes of a young man who had been just been set into a bad reality of a recurrence to a memory that was probably left not remembered. "I hate to ask son but what happened?
"I was forced."
"Forced into what?"
"To make a decision between love?"
"Between what and love, I'm not following, what exactly happened?"
"Don't you get it, I played into whatever cards that were laid out for me, and you're here. I made the ultimate decision."
"And what was that?"
"I chose you over Chloe. I let him take her in order to save your life and before he knocked me completely out with a knock to the head with his gun and the injection of that drug he said, "I guess you didn't love her that much after all. I would pass it on to her but something is telling me she knew that already, well I have to jet, me and AJ have a lot to do, see you later kid" and him tapping me on my cheek then I becoming passed out onto the ground, and waking up next to you."
"But that still doesn't explain something?" Philip spoke up finally as he knew there was something deadly wrong with the connections but one big gap lay unfound to the puzzle, "What happened to John's car and how does this tie into your dad's dream?"
"I believe I can answer that" someone said in the dark to the outside world of the front door which still remained wide open as the dark figure stepped up and entered the light.
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"You look cold, are you cold?" Chris said glimpsing to his right to look at her fetal position she laid in on the passenger side. Her body looked as small and fragile as a child who still knew the feeling of her mother's warmth but snatched away from it but now knew the emotion of a scared mice backed into a corner of comfort seeking shelter and a familiar warmth.
Chris watched the road but couldn't help but realized she didn't answer but also knew something had changed. At sometime during the period she was Brady something had happened. Whether or not her memory, or rather Chloe's memory came rehashing back to her making her who she once was, was not an option because had it been true why would she had come? No something else was a bug to her system but what it had been was the question. Could it be she got a small tidbit from Brady and it sparked some curiosity which made her have an inkling of remembrance? Or had it been with him that warmth? That sensation of resolve and matter of comfort with him that Chloe had known that made her seem like the mouse she was now? It was with him she got a sensation of love and home, but it was gone now.
'She's aware that there is something about Brady that is not new to her but yet still is,' Chris thought as he looked to AJ again and tapped her, "Hey, are you cold ? Your all wrapped into a ball over there, you want a blanket? The heater is on full blast."
No response yet again.
Worrying he began slightly nudging AJ a little more. More nudging, and more, it intensified became more needy and desperate as he started tapping her cheeks softly. Labored breathing was escaping his mouth as he made a quick shift to the left right side of the road and pulled over.
Put the car into park and quickly gather AJ in his arms with the budge of his biceps enveloping her slim figure in one swoop. He rocked her took a hand into his and placed it to his mouth. It was ice cold and felt frozen stiff to the bone.
He blew harder onto her chilled hands and with the other began tapping it to jolt the flutter of her beautiful blue, the smile of her cherry lips when she added the gloss on it ever so softly. The melody of her song-full voice that filled the room whenever her bright smile caught the wind and led it to the harmonizing echo of her laughter. It could not be what it seemed to be as of now, it couldn't.
"I love you too" he cried if it wore possible for her to still hear. He couldn't help but notice that her words were playing out, but then again, how could she have known forever would've ended tonight….
TBC…..
Chapter 16: Forever Ended Tonight
Minutes went by as he sat with blank expression and no response to his father. Drooping eyes to match his ears and a parched mouth that was entirely too scratchy for one to even speak up with if had he wanted to. What was it with being quiet that was so refreshing but yet so frighteningly creepy? How could the same silence bring resolve or sometimes regret? So no expression could be dealt to the conflicting issues of what he knew now as his own mind turmoil. His own depth of feelings. His own loss of strength. And his own loss that invaded his spirit like a plague set in early centuries ago with civilizations of groups that would never be heard of because there own death rate.
No one would hear it as it swept in the night and with the fiery of a bull seeing red. No one would see it as storms of gray sucked the life out of the green of the earth. No one would see the yellow strike of lightening as it created a stampede of a savage orange and cloud of smoke to mother natures children. No one would see his emerald blue eyes fade to meet and greet his mood, nor would they say those green know the dangers of green.
"He did it again" Brady said to himself aloud. To say Jason and Philip hadn't been paying him any mind would have been as worse of a lie as saying Bill C. saying, "I did not have sexual relation with that woman" or hearing Brittany hadn't ever known the terms "Breast Enlargement Procedure" or even as impossible as believing the 'fact' that "politicians don't lie, they just do whatever it takes". No, Jason and Philip had been listening intently and were staring at Brady throughout the whole time of his conviction. From the minute Brady sat down until the end of what John had shared they had watched him like a lion does to his prey.
In anxious anticipation as to what he might say and what it was he could follow up. But nothing was ever said nor mentioned by Brady. He had simply became one with himself and to himself. As he had been doing throughout the whole time of the beginning of the shenanigans. Now the ball was in someone's court and that was the most scary thing. Because as Philip watched Brady he couldn't help but think of how Brady felt to have known the feeling of a ball stolen right from you when it had been in your grip. How it must feel to know you had something but at one weak moment and one tiny mistake it was all gone without one whisper? Or how it must feel to have your love taken away from you as quickly as you had found it/her? Philip looked to Brady with remorse, he wanted to see Brady hurt but not like this. He hadn't wished for anyone to feel the way he felt when he lost his first love. Because if this was what Brady had been feeling then he would know the feeling of knowing forever could never be anymore.
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Time had lapsed to 5 minutes since they left the cabin. The ride was silent and the air was chilled. Why it had became awkward for the two to speak was in the air. It just had and Chris didn't like it one bit. Breaking the tension he turned to her with a smile on his face and jokingly asked, "The beauty now has a brain, so what are you over there pondering to yourself about?"
"I'm not exactly sure. But it concerns life"
Looking a bit confused due to her reply he replied, "What about it?"
"That's just it, I don't know. I'm not sure about it"
"What's not to be sure of?"
Her voice had reached a low and fatal whisper height. Her words were of hidden meanings behind it but nothing you could figure out of the bat. "Of what this all means, and what I am or who I am to become if I what I know of my past is being questioned. How can I have a future if I don't know my past?"
"You learn along the way and through time some answers will be found but some questions will be left unanswered"
"That's why I'm afraid of"
Chris turned to her again, and again confused by her choice of words. "Why are you afraid?"
She said nothing nor turned to him to give him some sign of knowledge as she went on staring out the starry night wrapped up in her own arms. Time and more silence went by before she spoke again, but this time by her own conviction that drove her to this point of thought. Finally she was letting loose what had been bothering her through the set amount of time she was quiet.
"How do you know if you dying? Does your body grow weary? Do you become lightheaded and your mind a blur?" she said finally turning to look at him for once.
At a loss of words he replied, "I don't know" and became terrified at the manner in which she spoke so darkly but so calm about death. "Is there something you want to tell me"
"No. Is there something you want to tell me?" she said turning the table on him and staring intently at him with a very vague expression.
"I don't think so"
"Good. There's no need for missed actions because you know I love you Chris and I… I can't do this" she sniffled but continued without giving him a chance to reply, "I also know this Chloe girl loved Brady. Being with him tonight made me see something in me I had never seen"
"And what was that"
"A tortured soul. I stared into his eyes and became lost when I was allowed into them as if I were family coming into someone's home. In them, I was known and knew my way. I was something in him, love, and passion sparking through each new depth when he looked to me as if I were this girl, Chloe"
"And how did you feel"
"In love, wanted, and sexually set afire to the desire he had with each time he came close to me or even touched me. And something in the back of me hadn't felt uncomfortable which confused me"
"Maybe.." Chris had began but was interrupted by AJ.
"But then again if somehow I were this Chloe girl, it would have been in another life. Two lifetimes ago to be exact because this one's just about up"
"Okay AJ, you scaring mi amiga, are you trying to imply something? Because whatever it is, I'm not liking it"
"I don't either but there will be things in life you have to kneel before and this is one of them."
"Not necessarily. You don't have to just give up in order to give up unless your weak"
"Then I guess that is what I've become. Because apparently I will be left with a lot of unanswered questions tonight. Eternity was not written in my vocabulary for life not was forever granted in it either if it were all to end so abruptly tonight"
Once again the air became chilled and conversation had stopped. The wind died silently and fell victim to loss of will power to even fill the night sky to the unmoved trees.
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Coming out of his coma of thought, Brady gazed up to the eyes of his father, at a loss of words and not able to speak. He wasn't quite sure of what to say or where the words would be coming from had they escaped from whatever chambered they were locked away in.
"Do you remember anything now son? I mean from what I've told you? Can you leave follow up to where I left off?" John questioned as he realized half a hour had went by since he told Brady of what he knew and it had been half a hour since Brady had been thinking. And it had been the same half a hour in which there were still unanswered questions.
"Nothing you've said has triggered my memory, and I can't understand why if I was able to be there at the door."
Brady began to quiet down again as he thought of what his father said to him earlier:
'
John spoke lightly, "I remember driving up past the gates and racing up the pathway when I pulled up. I hopped out the car without as much as turning the ignition off or removing the keys, I just simply hopped out and began pounding on the door rapidly and ferociously. I took you forever and a day to finally open it up. But by the time you made it there I remember my body growing weak and I was far to slow to comprehend the fact there had been a needle that pierced my necks skin and a drug was being forced into me. I fought as much as I could until you finally opened the door. That's when I remember blacking out and never waking up until the moment Philip began untying me and you were sitting in front of me trying to get my attention. Other than son, I'm sorry, so very sorry." '
Yet it still did not click, what was the piece of the puzzle left to the mystery of that time span in which Chloe and her kidnapper had gone. What actions went down during that period that is still being tossed in the air? Brady felt about ready to speak up further but was stopped by a newfound enlightened voice by his father.
"But you know what? I do remember having this incredibly, I mean unbelievable dream but it couldn't be too far off based with the way things are going now could it?"
"What is it?"
"I remember having this strange dream and I remember seeing Greta, but she couldn't have been here. But the odd thing about it was that I saw Stefano and he wasn't alone, next thing I remember seeing someone carry someone out a girl with long hair. I remember hearing something like, 'I trust you Brady' or something to the extent and blacking back out"
"So what's so odd about that?" Philip questioned a bit confused by why it would be considering Stefano.
"Because, since when did Greta be with Stefano and it's not like Stefano to be somewhere unless it really important, like life or death, especially with the Ireland event occurring."
Before Brady could reply saying it could have been life or death he thought about the Greta. Her looks, her appearance and realized she wasn't here by choice if she had indeed been with Stefano. And then Brady remembered his father's car not being out there when he went. So that meant two things, one something funny was going on that even Chris didn't know about or two it had been a set up to begin with. Or maybe it some ways both were involved and somewhere along the line something got messed up so someone had been left uninformed about the changes, whatever it was it wasn't as tidy as it should have been.
Brady also realized that either Chloe/AJ drugged him or that of the cider contents were drugged before. Brady got up without as much as a glimpse to his father or uncle and fetched out the drink. He smelt it then tasted it and felt that same wave flutter in him again. He brought it back into the living room for his father to sniff it which confirmed his suspicions and one theory. It had been a set up but why?
John was catching hold to some of what Brady hadn't said but rather doing, "So what does this all mean son?"
"As of now I can't put it all together but whatever it is, something is telling me that AJ and Chris are out the loop and it's about to get dangerous with this Ireland event and…" Then that's when it hit Brady. The lost time had came rushing into his mind. An unspoken fear hit him when he remembered word for word, small detail to big ones what occurred.
John saw into the eyes of a young man who had been just been set into a bad reality of a recurrence to a memory that was probably left not remembered. "I hate to ask son but what happened?
"I was forced."
"Forced into what?"
"To make a decision between love?"
"Between what and love, I'm not following, what exactly happened?"
"Don't you get it, I played into whatever cards that were laid out for me, and you're here. I made the ultimate decision."
"And what was that?"
"I chose you over Chloe. I let him take her in order to save your life and before he knocked me completely out with a knock to the head with his gun and the injection of that drug he said, "I guess you didn't love her that much after all. I would pass it on to her but something is telling me she knew that already, well I have to jet, me and AJ have a lot to do, see you later kid" and him tapping me on my cheek then I becoming passed out onto the ground, and waking up next to you."
"But that still doesn't explain something?" Philip spoke up finally as he knew there was something deadly wrong with the connections but one big gap lay unfound to the puzzle, "What happened to John's car and how does this tie into your dad's dream?"
"I believe I can answer that" someone said in the dark to the outside world of the front door which still remained wide open as the dark figure stepped up and entered the light.
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"You look cold, are you cold?" Chris said glimpsing to his right to look at her fetal position she laid in on the passenger side. Her body looked as small and fragile as a child who still knew the feeling of her mother's warmth but snatched away from it but now knew the emotion of a scared mice backed into a corner of comfort seeking shelter and a familiar warmth.
Chris watched the road but couldn't help but realized she didn't answer but also knew something had changed. At sometime during the period she was Brady something had happened. Whether or not her memory, or rather Chloe's memory came rehashing back to her making her who she once was, was not an option because had it been true why would she had come? No something else was a bug to her system but what it had been was the question. Could it be she got a small tidbit from Brady and it sparked some curiosity which made her have an inkling of remembrance? Or had it been with him that warmth? That sensation of resolve and matter of comfort with him that Chloe had known that made her seem like the mouse she was now? It was with him she got a sensation of love and home, but it was gone now.
'She's aware that there is something about Brady that is not new to her but yet still is,' Chris thought as he looked to AJ again and tapped her, "Hey, are you cold ? Your all wrapped into a ball over there, you want a blanket? The heater is on full blast."
No response yet again.
Worrying he began slightly nudging AJ a little more. More nudging, and more, it intensified became more needy and desperate as he started tapping her cheeks softly. Labored breathing was escaping his mouth as he made a quick shift to the left right side of the road and pulled over.
Put the car into park and quickly gather AJ in his arms with the budge of his biceps enveloping her slim figure in one swoop. He rocked her took a hand into his and placed it to his mouth. It was ice cold and felt frozen stiff to the bone.
He blew harder onto her chilled hands and with the other began tapping it to jolt the flutter of her beautiful blue, the smile of her cherry lips when she added the gloss on it ever so softly. The melody of her song-full voice that filled the room whenever her bright smile caught the wind and led it to the harmonizing echo of her laughter. It could not be what it seemed to be as of now, it couldn't.
"I love you too" he cried if it wore possible for her to still hear. He couldn't help but notice that her words were playing out, but then again, how could she have known forever would've ended tonight….
TBC…..
