Chapter Nine – Reminiscing In A Past That Never Existed

My eyes hurt as I glared at the screen. Rubbing my eyes with my hand, I reached across the desk and turned on the stereo. I flipped through the channels nonchalantly until I recognize a song. An old Chris Keller song blasted from the speakers as I turned up the volume

Hello Miss... I'm sorry I didn't catch the rest

When it comes to women, baby, you know I'm not the best

Everyone I see makes it matter less anymore

Then again I've never felt this way before

Blowing the blonde bangs that had strayed onto my face, I sang along.

And girl I don't know you so I walked away

Just goes to show you I should have got a name

To go with a face that I'll never forget

Deep in my heart I'll always regret

Not getting your name

Saving the work I had just finished, I turned off the screen, and slowly backed away from the computer. Sitting down on my bed, I bent forward and grabbed a white photo album from under my bed, careful not to put too much weight on my stomach.

Well I tried to be cool but your smile took me out

I tried to be slick but I was just a fool standin around

I hope this is the first song that your heart has ever really heard

Cause I wrote the music, baby you wrote the words

I rolled onto my back and put a hand onto my stomach. "Let's look at some pictures." I told the unborn baby in my stomach. As I flipped through the pages of old photographs when I was still a baby, I paused on a photo of my father, me, and his ex girlfriend. I ran my fingers across the woman in the photographs face and smiled. God, did I miss her. Moving on and flipping through the pages I laughed at all of the pictures my father had collected for me, and put into this album before he died.

I shouldn't have let ya' if I hadn't of met ya'

Do this on the day I'm leaving

But now that you got me your everything baby

I haven't stopped believing, no no

Not getting your name

The Polaroid of a beautiful red head blowing a kiss to the camera made me laugh. Under the photo there was a caption. "Rachel Gattina." I read out load. I sighed with a laugh. It had been along time since I had seen that name.

I'm looking for forever always

In the sky and on the bi-ways

I don't care how I look to the rest

Next to the photo was another Polaroid of a young man and a young woman flashing the camera. You couldn't see their faces but the names were under the picture again. Nathan Scott and Peyton Sawyer. I couldn't help but laugh. She remembered them fondly also. I took the time to glance at one more photograph before closing the white photo album and placing it back under my bed.

I'll walk away and pretend my thoughts are over

Man, what would it be like if I was some kind of Casanova

Romeo even knew he had the touch

I'm no star crossed lover, baby just plain in love

It was of my old friend. Nathan and Brooke Scott. They were at their wedding, which had taken place a good ten years ago – maybe more – with the bridesmaids and the groomsmen. Whipping a tear away I placed the photo album back where it once had sat for so long before. If only she was with them now… she did miss them all dearly…

And baby it's true that it could be you

I'm thinking about while I'm singing

And if you can help being all by yourself

Make my phone start ringing

Not getting your name

Sitting back up, I made my way back to the computer and turned back on the screen… "Can best friends turn into something more?"