Travel 12. If You Are Not Me, Then Who Are You?

-I can't believe we are fighting over this! I told you, I've got nothing to do with her anymore!

-I'm pretty sure there's no need to scream at me.

I was angry, and so was Harlow. We've been hanging out for what, two weeks? And we are already fighting like a married couple.

I have known him for years. How I didn't see this coming?

Of course he'll still have some girls around. I was a secret. The worst part is how heartbroken I feel now. Nothing compared to before.

-I don't know why would Hailey show up, okay? These pictures are from two months ago! And I swear I haven't talk to her ever since a day before your birthday.

-Oh, so you even remember the day you stopped talking to her! That's great, why don't you guys catch up?

He rolled his eyes.

-I never thought you were the type of a jealous girl.

-Fuck off Harlow, don't you dare to talk to me in your life.

I got off his bedroom. His mom was in a trip with Georgia, and my mom was in Bath with some of her friends, so that leaves me all alone with tons of opportunities to be with Harlow, until of course, he fucked it all up.

The feeling of disgust was arising through my chest. I couldn't help it, to feel this way. So angry and wanting to spit in his face.

This Hailey, who I have never seen nor heard about before, sent him pictures. These pictures were selfies taken at a party in God knows whose house. To be honest, I think the fact that I didn't know about this is what is making me explode inside.

The pictures contained both of them kissing, with Harlow's face all messed up with lipstick. Of course, the photos couldn't go without some sweet texts, such as: "How about seeing you again? I miss you a lot". He didn't respond to it, or that is what he says.

Never believe in a guy, ever.

My heart was beating so fast, and I couldn't help but to cry out. It was late night, and I was alone in the middle of London. I didn't want to go to my house, so I decided to go to Delia's one, but Harlow found me.

-Don't do this to me, please- he said in a lower voice.

-I'm not the one who is hurting you because of some other dudes.

-I swear I haven't talk to her...

-Oh, gosh, don't swear! I'm an atheist. Kindly, just shut it.

I tried to walk away but he kept following me.

-What do you want me to do? What can I do to show you that I'm with no one but you! Since day 1!

I laughed.

-I'm the only one who can say that. And I'm not going to discuss it.

-But I'm talking about that day, when you kissed me. I haven't kissed any other lips but yours.

My cheeks were about to become tomatoes.

-Since that day, and even before that, I've been looking at you. And you know that. You kissed me and I'm done with it.

He tried to hug me, but I was so angry. Then, and without realizing, he kissed me. In the middle of the street. It looked like a scene from The Notebook.

-That girl is not going to bother us again. Any girl, actually.

Why was I still mad? He grabbed me by my waist and hug me. His body was warm and his touch felt sincere.

-Every time I touch you, I'm being extremely sincere.

Perhaps, I have just said my thoughts aloud.

-I really want to be alone now.

He just stopped following me. He let me go, and I thought if that was what I really wanted.

I felt angry and lost at the same time. I told him to go, but whatever he does now makes me mad. That night, I spend it at Delia's.

A week has passed and he didn't call me. He didn't text, nothing. Maybe he just broke up with me through the ghosting method.

Without crying anymore, I realized it was for the best. I won't be with someone who can't say sorry to the fullest and just blames me for my actions and my way of feeling.

It's really over and it hasn't started yet. Harlow just opened my eyes.

I was drinking some coffee with no sugar. I needed to be strong and healthy. Nirvana was sleeping next to me. I never thought how hard would be like to get some coffee or even bread. Let's not talk about water, either. And to survive was the main point of all of this.

We were hidden in an abandoned building. This was our second day, and we were taking turns on sleeping time. Now, it's my turn to keep us both saved.

London was so gray. It's because of the ashes, the people's face, the clothes, the trucks, the weapons, the tanks... List could go on and on. You could hear everything and, at the same time, you could hear your heart beating. It beats so loud that wakes you up and makes you scream, thinking they are going to put a bomb on your arse. The fear was real, and I was scared as hell.

I have never been good at National History, even though I love to read. I don't remember much. But I did know about propagandas. Their designers and illustrators had a lot more creative wings than what we have now. Broken and burnt pieces of papers were around us, only one of those papers being complete and dirty.

I grabbed it, just to see two women looking at the mirror. Both of them, wearing dresses from this time. Those dresses that for me, were only for princesses. One the women was wearing a yellow dress with loose sleeves and white laces. She was looking outside through a window. The day pictured in the propaganda was a sunny one, with the words:

"WOMEN of BRITAIN say GO!"

Besides the sunny day, tons of soldiers were drawn. And a kid in, let's suppose, his mom, was hiding in her arms. Both of the women looked disappointed but somehow, they managed to show a little of determination in the paper.

How many families are being destroyed, right now?

And the thought of that made me cry. I had no family in here to cry on, and Nirvana neither, or that is what se believes. Of course, I may have some great-grandfather and so on, but nothing very close. I was all alone with Nirvana and we needed to take care of each other.

I was already smelling. It's been two days since I haven't touch water. And having this coffee took me some time, effort and the loss of being discovered as a potential thief.

We didn't know what we were going to do. My necklace is broken and in the future. 's bracelet is not working. We were trapped in 1914. Or so it says the newspaper.

-You know, we were very supportive over this- said Nirvana, suddenly opening her eyes and seeing me read the propaganda.

-I can tell. Just look at how they'll do marketing over a war. To pursue them to go to war, using women and kids as the main "benefactors" of this massive assassination. It's inhumane.

-Even the news were in favor of war. The King was extremely supportive with the Parliament over the topic. If you were a male and didn't go or didn't want to go, you were a whole dishonor to the Kingdom. Or the country, I don't remember- told me Nirvana, who I reckon as someone very smart from now on.

-We haven't eat anything yet. Do you think it's going to take us long from leaving this place?

Nirvana raised her shoulders.

-I don't know. Maybe there's something that needs our intervention here, so that's why we can't use my bracelet.

-Remind me to kick Delia's ass and to take my friendship away from her- I said, and we both laughed.

We stayed there as long as we could.

-I'm not from London- said Nirvana, smiling at me.

-What are you saying?

And she smiled, which made me realize everything: She remembers now.

-Oh my God, Nirvana! You remember! How? Who are you really?

-My name indeed is Nirvana. But I'm not your age. I'm 21 by now. And I live in Scotland with my dad. This bracelet just helped me to know everything I could from my life. Maybe that's why is not working anymore.

I was surprised and happy at the same time.

-I know I told you so many things. But the truth is that I just kept saying what I felt was real. I didn't born in 1976 or 1956. In this life, I born in 1999, and I don't have a daughter, but I do had it in a past time or past life. And my name is Lydia Nirvana Ferrara.

-Just as...

-Yes, as the girl from where you are Vanessa.

-I can't believe this! So where do you live?

-In Bristol. I live there. So whenever we come back, we can finally find each other.

-Why didn't you look after me?

-Because I didn't remember anything. Not even as a dream. But I assure you, I am looking for a young lady. She is my daughter and I don't know where can I find her.

-And what if she is here? In this period...

-I don't think so. This is the past only, not a parallel universe. I don't think she is here since I didn't live in this time.

-How do you know that?

-Because of some past lives. Something is telling me I do not belong in this period.

-I wish something would tell me that, too. Just look around, how devastating could this be? It can't get any worse.

After a while, I remembered: Sunny!

-Girl, what about Sunny? What about her? If you have a life in my reality, what about Sunny?

-That is something I've been thinking. I don't know how that happened. But I'm not her.

-The Parent Trap?- I asked, looking at Nirvana, and giggled.

-I hope not. I'll kill my father if that's so.

But then, people were killed. Another explosion hit near to us, and we needed to run away, again.

Georgia P. O. V

Sunshine:

In the hardest of the days, I find your smile being my calm. How can you be so wonderfully cute? Your giggles make me blush anytime, it doesn't even matter if you say something nice to me or not. You just make my heart beat more than it should.

To be together again is to be on the skies. No one would ever be able to get in my heart.

Get that in your shiny head. I love you to my fullest.

I have loved you since watching other guys approaching you, since hearing you talking about me as if I were a prince charming. I knew that I loved you the day that someone tried to hurt you with an unwanted kiss. An act that I've been willing to do ever since then to heal your pain.

I was afraid of hurting you. Of everything. On what would people say, and I'm still afraid. I'm never going to lie to you.

You, young lady, mean everything to me. To this old and lost soul. The nature is blessed by having such a living creature within grace in this world. From your hands to your chest and from head to toes, I love you.

I really do, I'm crazy about you.

You make me feel so special. Let me, this time, do it for you. To have you by my side is a joy. To sleep next to you again, was really meaningful. I can't take my eyes off you when you are sleeping, such a beauty queen you are.

You are just too good to be truth.

Can't take my eyes off you.

Ps: let's get married.

I laughed, with tears. Harlow was sleeping thanks to some pills. He was so nervous, angry and lost. He misses her like crazy, and so do I. He wasn't lying in the letter. The letter he never gave her because he thought she'll leave him again for being cheesy. But he promised to give it to her when she appears.

Michael has written me very wonderful letters, too. And when he finally proposed, this happened.

Delia has left me the necklace without anyone knowing about it. Only the two of us.

Delia kept telling me that the necklace is able to do something, and I have nothing left but to believe her.

The only way of knowing was to go and fix this. To a jeweler.

I saved the necklace in a little box, under my own rings and bracelets. My mom was staying with Violet and Alex's dad whose name I couldn't remember.

-Georgia! Come down! -screamed Sunny, who was staying in my house for a while. After we went to Barlaston, I found her a really nice kid. Of course, she stopped talking to Oliver, realizing he really is not worthy at all.

-What's going on? - screamed Harlow, getting outside his room. His eyes were extremely red, and those green iris were like stones.

-Arlo, calm down- I said, touching his shoulders.

-Delia wasn't lying at all!- exclaimed Sunny, pointing at the television.

Indeed, she wasn't lying. Not only Alex was missing, but also a girl named Lydia Ferrara.

Who was identical to Sunny.

Harlow opened as much as possible his eyes, and then turned to Sunny.

-If you know something say it. This isn't a joke.

-I would tell you everything if I knew, but I don't.

Then, Delia was calling.

-Fix the necklace, you need to fix it. Her name is Nirvana! Lydia Nirvana probably!

-Hold on Delia, how do you know that?

-I did a little of research on Facebook literally now. After seeing the news.

And she hung up.

"It's a very difficult situation in which two young women are missing. No one knows how or in what conditions since there hadn't been any testimonials. We'll keep informing about this. Authorities are doing their jobs and their best to find both of them safe and sound."

They just passed on some other news. Of course there is no testimony since it would be crazy to tell what Delia saw. They would never believe her.

But the only thing that was left for us, right now, is to believe.