Future [H.S]

Chapter Twenty Two

I can see it in his eyes, he wanted to tell me only so he could call me Pam. Although only my friends, well close friends, call me that, and I needed to know more about him to consider him as an official friend, we can be friends, can't we? He asked "why are you doing this to me?" I replied "because if you want us to be friends, you should tell me more about yourself, considering that you already know a lot about me."

Friends, it sounded so foreign on my tongue. I haven't said that word in what seemed like forever. I never had boys as 'friends' in my life, they'd always be boyfriends, and that would make only two of them, Dylan and Joe. Dylan was my boyfriend when I was in sixth grade, but we broke up because of a stupid fight, thankfully, I can't imagine my life with him. I don't know how I managed to stick with him for two years. He was so annoying. And Joe, he died in a car accident three years ago. I barely remember him now. But Harry, he's different. I don't think we can be more than friends right now. I mean, we keep fighting and he barely tells me anything. So friends we are, that's all.

He sighed, which pulled me out of my thoughts. He was debating with himself deciding whether he should risk telling me things just in order to be able to call me Pam. After another moment of silence, he began,

"there...there was a girl who entered my life. No, I entered her life. She had the purest heart in the world that you could never find someone like her on this entire planet. She was so sweet and kind that she would help literally anyone in need. She loved everyone equally. But I know she loved me the most.

She looked like you, same brown hair and eyes and those scattered little freckles across your nose and cheeks. I never thought how I'd continue my life without her. I just loved her so much, but they took her away from me, and I never saw her again."

He looked at me with teary eyes, just like mine "I know she's still alive, but it's not the same when she's far away from me. You remind me of her Pam, you remind me of my sister, Gemma."

Should I say something now? What should I say?

He continued, which saved me from the embarrassment "everytime I look at you, I'd remember her. But somehow, you two are different. You're special, you're Pamukkale.

Each person has their own personality that makes you who you are. But with these implants...

These personalities get erased from the human brain, from their soul. They are no longer humans, but more like robots. There are little things that make someone who they are, but these little things are no longer apparent in human beings, except for us."

He took a breath "all I'm saying is that you remind me of her, but that doesn't affect our relationship, friends or more."

He sighed "anyway, she's just in my memory now, so I don't want you to worry about that."

He smiled softly at me and I did the same, I said "y'know, I had a younger brother, his name was Alex. They took him away from my arms and I never saw him again too. I don't even know if he's dead or alive."

I wiped away a tear that was rolling down my cheek as I heard him mutter "we'll find him, I'm sure he's okay."

I looked at him with furrowed eyebrows "how do you know that? You're not Google to know if he's alive."

He shrugged "I dunno, I just have a feeling."

It was my turn to shrug "we'll find her then, no matter what."

It was his turn to ask now "how do you know that?"

I replied "the same reason you just gave me."