Remember My Mistakes

9. Forgot you...Sorry.

A week later

It has been a week, and it went by quickly. Mom went back home after Brett swore on the bible that he would watch out for me. However, I knew that Brett didn't have to swear to watch me, he protected me through everything so far. He even did back then....well, so he says.

Brett walked in, his hair tousled. Didn't comb his hair. Which actually took me by surprise because I know how much Brett cared about his hair.

I haven't gotten many flashbacks, but I have remembered quite a few things. I remember where me and Brett like to go for dinner, what my favorite animal was, bits and pieces of my personality. So basically I know nothing.

God, how long is this going to take? I mean, I was hoping that I wasn't going to have to wait. I hate waiting, I am very impatient. Which is something I learned about myself over the week. Brett was laughing so hard that I could of exploded.

But his laugh. His laugh is amazing, and contagious. I tried to be stern, and tried to tell him that it wasn't funny.Tried. Half through my little "speech" I just busted out laughing. He started laughing even more because I was laughing. After a while he asked me why I was laughing. Which just made matters worse.

They say "laughter is the best medicine." I one hundred percent agree with the person that stated that fact. It is true, and it has always been true. I feel really happy when i'm with around Brett. I do see why the old Cara chose him, but I fear that he wont like me.

I will never be the old Cara. Not completely anyway. I will change a little bit, or maybe i'll change completely, I don't know. As time goes by, I become for aware, and more afraid of this change. I don't want to lose the very person that's been with me the entire and time, and that's what scares me.

"We what?" I laughed, trying to keep my beverage in my mouth, but it was coming out and rolling down my chin. "I told you! We wanted to go swimming, but the hotel mangers wouldn't us." He described, and I was trying so hard not to laugh.

"So I told them to let us swim or we'll go skinny dipping anyway.... We went swimming....and then we got kicked out." He sounded amused, and I just about lost it.

We sat there, at the kitchen table, and I was laughing. I surprised that people down the street didn't hear us. Well, more like me, since I can't control my laughter. Not at all.

I rested my head on the wooden, dinner table. I tried to stop laughing, or least quiet down a little bit. My small body was vibrating which only made Brett laugh more, which made me laugh more.

*****

After I calmed down I decided to go see Linda, I promised her a few days ago that I would go to the café with her, so she could fill me in on a few things. After many texts of "Cara, you have to come.." I gave in and decided to go today.

I told Brett that I was going to café, and then ran out through the door. I didn't want a repeat of last time, you know, when I told him I was going to Murphy's.

Murphy and I are good, but I haven't spoken to him in person since I last saw him. Only over text, face time, AND over the phone. Yes, we do talk, but just haven't had the time to actually meet somewhere But that's understandable, he's busy. I need to respect his privacy.

******

I entered a small café, it was really quiet. Not many people around to make that nose, so that was good. It had several scented candles on each table. There were different paintings hanging on the walls. The table were covered in a thin, white table cloth.

It was very relaxing, and very welcoming. I don't know if I'll ever want to leave. No, scratch that. I'm NEVER going to leave this place.

"Hey there C, what have you been?" called Linda, waving at me to come over to her table. I put my hand up over my head, to sort of signal her that I heard her. I walked over to her small table for two and sat on one of the stools.

The stools were tall and were wooden. They had light pink cushions. There were many purple and blue beads embedded on the soft cushion. They were placed very carefully and made a beautiful floral pattern. I wouldn't mind having a stool like this at me place.

"So, you like?" she asked, raising her hands up, as if she owned the place. "It's cozy, and very quiet. I love it." I smiled. She arched her back and rested her elbows on the table. She placed her head into her small. pale hands. I raised and eyebrow. "What's wrong?" I asked her. She looked up quickly and smiled. "Oh! Nothing! I'm fine." She explained. However, I could see right through her, as if she was made of glass.

"What's wrong?" I repeated. Her smile faded. "Don't worry about me, worry about yourself." She told me. I folded my arms over my chest. "I'm not going to stop asking until you tell me." I told her. She glared at me, then she sighed. "Fine"

She inhaled and exhaled slowly, as if she was frightened. She trailed her fingers along the sides of the table. "It's me and Eddie. He treats me like i'm his property. I'm tired of being treated like i'm an object not a person, but I love him too much to tell him off. I don't know what to do." She spilled.

Then my eyes went funny. "Cara?" she asked. "Are you okay?" I felt myself being pulled from reality, and was pulled into a dream.

**Flashback**

"Guys, I want you to meet Eddie, we've been dating for three weeks now." Linda explained, pretty much jumping in joy. In walked in a tall, blonde boy with a navy blue, sports t-shirt on. He smiled and waved with his hand hand. "Hi, names Edward. You can call me Eddie." She reached for Brett and my hand. We shook then began to talk.

He seemed very nice, and he cared for Linda. I liked the way he looked at her. As if she was the only woman in the world. The only girl in the galaxy. He loved her, and it only took three weeks. Wow.

We sat and we talked over an Italian dinner. He was really kind. I liked him anyway, he treats her like a queen. He treats her like she's HIS queen.

*****

"C, your freaking me out, let's go." Said Linda. We stood, leaving money for the coffees we had. She had to go use the washroom do I told her that I was going to wait outside.

I opened the door and bumped into a body. I looked up and saw a man, that looked like....me.

Then it clicked! This man wasn't just some random stranger I bumped into. He was.....he was.....

My twin brother.