Natalie Brooks - A Blast from the Past

Mollie was extremely pretty. I appreciated her delicate features, she had dark red hair that fell across her forehead in a sideways-bang like haircut. Her complexion was rosy, complimenting the color of her hair and she was tall, maybe five foot nine and slim but rather curvy.

"She's beautiful," I whispered, my eyes skimming the photo. Ash looked so happy, one of his arms slung around her shoulder as he grinned at the camera. His first girlfriend huh?

I couldn't help but feel a stab of envy, if not envy at least desire. Desire to be the way with Ash that she'd been with him before. If they really had known each other since they were kids, that means they'd grown up together and were almost like bestfriends. And now, when I think of it, I don't know Ash that well.

We're emotionally connected but I don't know some of the simplest things about him - like his favorite color, or his hobbies, or when his birthday is. Mollie didn't feel like competition but at the same time...I felt unsure of what I was doing here...

Why now?

Coughing I stood up and his mother looked up at me, eyebrows raised.

"I..." She waited for me to continue, and I formed the sentence slowly in my disarray of thoughts. "I..I just want to go out for a walk. Refresh myself and my mind."

I smiled at her, and it worked out convincingly and she nodded, walking me to the front door. "I'll tell Ash, I think he's in his room." I nodded and said a 'thanks' before walking down the front steps of the porch and down the sidewalk of the street.

The night was quiet and the wind was cool, just what I needed to clear my mind. I came up with the things I needed to do now that I was here. I had to contact my family for starters and tell them that I'm here. They should know.

And I need to send an email or fax to my work place and tell my boss I won't be coming in for another two weeks. Funny, how I'd neglected so much of my life when I met Ash.

Chuckling, I turned around the corner of the street and bumped right into someone, and fell to the ground with a soft thud. The skin on my arm scraped against the cement, causing a light pain to fire through my skin. But that was nothing compared to the person I saw in front of me.

Those deluding green eyes, and cocky smirk...

Adam.

The End

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