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Chapter 11- Never Forget

"Ryan let me go!"

Ryan kicked the front door to his condo shut, a screaming and punching future me over his shoulder, before sitting her down onto his white couch.

She jumped to her feet and pointed a finger in his face. "I could have you arrested for kidnapping!"

Ryan folded his arms and shrugged nonchalantly. "I'll just make bail."

She narrowed her eyes and folded her own arms across her chest. "Why'd you bring me here?"

"Why do you think?"

"I will not be used as one of your charity cases just so you can score some free publicity."

Ryan shook his head in disbelief. "This isn't about some stupid publicity. This is about me finding my twin sister sleeping in a park under a newspaper."

She averted her eyes and pulled on a loose thread found on her shirt. Or what used to be a shirt.

Ryan took a step towards her. "What happened to you, Shar?" He lifted a hand to touch her shoulder, but she smacked it away and turned her back.

"Nothing happened to me. I'm fine."

"Really? You think it's fine to wear the same clothes for months, living someplace out on the street when you have someone who was more than willing to take care of you? Well, then your life must be perfect."

My future self snapped back around. "You have no idea what my life is like! How could you? You're living the life of luxury in a pretty home with everything you ever dreamed. You didn't screw up when you were younger, losing your home and everything you owned until you're left with nothing..." Her voice broke as the emotions overwhelmed her and escaped through her eyes.

Ryan pulled her into a hug and she cried on his shoulder as he soothed her by rubbing her back.

"It's Ok," he whispered. "Every thing's going to be Ok, now?" He pulled back to gave a reassuring nod.

She shook her head, avoiding his eyes. "How can everything be, ok?" She collapsed onto the couch. "I've lost everything."

Ryan sat next to her. "You didn't lose me." He took her hand and she smirked giving it a squeeze.

"Zeke probably hates, me huh?" She winced at her clothes. "I just hated him seeing me this way."

"He doesn't hate you," Ryan said. "In fact..." He reached for something over the arm of the couch.

My future self grinned once he revealed the blue robe. She took it and pressed it against her cheek embracing it's softness. "I can't believe he still had this."

Ryan cocked an eyebrow. "Yea, and the originals are hard to come by now. His mom's making a fortune with the new line."

She smirked. "I have to thank him." She made to get up.

"He's not here."

She settled back into her seat. "Oh, right. I forgot he's a big businessman now. I'll just tell him when he gets home." Her eyes found the kitchen. "Uh, food!" She rose to her feet and made her way over.

"Zeke isn't coming back."

My future self closed the cabinet door she had opened. "What do you mean?"

Ryan met her in the kitchen and stuffed his hands in his pockets. "He went to Italy. Another "Zeke Bayker's" just opened up there making it the first oversees. Can you believe it? The guy already has three shops worldwide."

I knew he was beating around the bush, and from the look on my future self's face so did she.

The smile slipped from Ryan's face. "And that's where his honeymoon will be."

"What? When did he get married? To who?" For someone who showed no interest in Zeke before, she seemed to be quite interested then.

"Yesterday, and..." Ryan walked toward a black coffee table near a white recliner and picked up a photo frame. He held it out. "To her."

She took it reluctantly.

The frame held a photo of Zeke wearing a tailored suit holding his bride, who wore a puffy wedding gown with a beaded bodice. She was brunette and pretty. I expected her to resemble me just a little and felt a bit disappointed seeing we looked nothing alike. Zeke had finally moved on.

She stared at the picture for a moment and placed it back into Ryan's hands. "Good for them."

"It was really nice," Ryan said, setting it on the counter. "Zeke wanted you to be there, but, you know."

She nodded. "I'm glad for him."

"Can I ask you something." Ryan narrowed his eyes, anticipating a crude answer.

She opened the fridge and pulled out a bottle of vitamin water. "Go ahead." She cracked open the bottle and downed about half of it's contents as if she hadn't drunk water in years. I remembered her life story from the power point. Maybe she hadn't. Not bottled anyway.

Ryan leaned up against the counter. "Just out of curiosity, why didn't you ever give the guy a chance?"

She tapped the cap of her bottle. "Because my heart wouldn't let me. I was so wrapped up in Troy that I couldn't see what was right in front of me the whole time." She sneaked a glance at Ryan from the corner of her eye. "Troy isn't married is he?"

Ryan shook his head. "No."

My future self gave a sigh of relief before helping herself to an apple located in a basket before her. She took a huge bite.

"Not yet anyway."

She chocked and Ryan rushed to give her the water.

"What do you mean 'not yet'?" she coughed.

"He just asked Gabriella to marry him a few days ago. They haven't set a date yet, though." He quickly added.

The words Gabriella spoke outside of the hotel came to mind.

"There's nothing you can do when it comes to true love."

"I'm such an idiot," my future self whispered.

"You just made a few mistakes, that's all," Ryan said, placing his hands on her shoulders. "But today is a fresh start. Nothing that you did in the past, matters anymore. All that matters is what you do from now on."

She smiled. "I love you, Ry."

He smiled back. "I love too, Shar."

They hugged each other and the scene faded to black before reading "The End?"

Suddenly the video started rewinding until it stopped at me holding my phone in my hand. I looked up from the screen and saw everything around me back in motion. When I looked back at my phone the screen was blank.

I stuffed it into my clutch and smiled when I saw Zeke looking back at me.

"Is everything, ok?" he asked as I returned.

"Everything's perfect." My eyes scanned the room and I took his hand once I found what I was looking for. "Come on. Now it's my turn to give you your present."

Zeke grinned. "You didn't have to get me anything."

"Just come on." I giggled.

I lead the way to the white arch I once wished had never been stuck there and we stood underneath of it.

Zeke looked around anxiously. "So, where is it?"

"Right here." I linked my arms around his neck, pulling him closer so that our lips met and off went the fireworks.

In that one moment everything that happened that night, all of the tears, hurt and disappointments, made it all worth it. In the end I mended the relationship with my brother, uplifted the spirits of a little girl and finally found my true, true love. Fantasies of us having the best wedding cake in the world were already spinning in my head. I learned to never take anything or anyone for granted because you never know what could happen and you just might lose the best thing that could have ever happened to you. This night was definitely a gift I will never forget.

THE END