Broken
At that moment a flood of memories came rushing back. I open my eyes blinking several times as if waking up from a deep sleep. My head snaps up in search of Eda. I catch a glimpse of her as she makes her way off the stage.
Without needing to think twice I leap out of my seat so fast that everyone in the room is now staring at me mouth agape as if I've gone mad. Truth is? I probably have gone mad
I race out the door after Eda. When I see her I immediately grab ahold of her arm, my grip is soft yet firm. She turns around so fast that I fear she'll get whiplash. When her eyes finally meet mine I see an emotion in them that I've never seen before. I gulp
EDA'S POV
"Is there something you need Mr Bolat?" I ask
He drops his voice to a whisper
"First of all enough with the "Mr Bolat" okay! and second we need to talk"
He says and then pulls me by the arm away from prying eyes and ears that seemed to have followed the commotion outside
He pulls me into what looks like an empty room not far from the one we were just in. I move as far away from him as I possibly can. I don't need my undying love towards him clouding my judgement and being in a room alone together is already making things difficult
Serkan takes a deep breath and exhales before turning to me
"Look Eda" he begins "I don't know how it happened but I've got my memories back"
He says with a smile before shaking his head
"Actually scratch that I do know how I got my memories back. It was because of you! I remember you and everything that we shared, all the good times we shared, the bad times. I've got it all back" he says
He looks at me with such hopeful eyes that only makes the pang of guilt in my heart worsen. This is it! The moment that I've spent two long and painful months for has finally come. Serkan has returned, he's back! But can I take him back just like that? Can we really go back to how things were?
"That's great Mr Bolat. I'm happy for you"
His smile and face fell
"How many times can you call me "Mr Bolat" in a sentence Eda?! And when did you start calling me that? We were going to get married for god's sake!"
"I can call you whatever I want. So if I want to call you Mr Bolat then I will call you Mr Bolat!"
"When did you get 45% shares of the company?" he asks, changing the subject
"What? my grandmother gave me her shares and left the company"
"Your grandmother left the company and gave you her shares?"
"Yes" i say and roll my eyes
"Why didn't you tell me?"
"Because Serkan, you didn't remember who I was which only meant you wouldn't have had a clue as to who my grandmother was"
He stops, briefly nodding his head before taking a few steps closer to me. I take a step back
"No Serkan," i say and raise my hand
"Why not?" he asks as he takes another step forward
"Serkan!" I say a little too loud
He lifts his hands in the air, as if surrendering before taking a step back
"Why don't you want to be near me?" he asks. His voices comes out as a soft whisper
"Because Serkan. I just don't want you to" I say and look away from him
"We were suppose to get married only two months ago, do you really hate the thought of being so close to me?"
"No, that's not it"
"Then what's wrong?"
Is he serious right now? I think to myself. I take the risk and raise my face to his and look into his eyes.. yup he's definitely serious
"What kind of a question is that?!"
"It's a genuine one"
"I'll tell you what's wrong Serkan Bolat!" I point a single finger in his face
"You hurt me Serkan! you left me on our wedding day for Italy and never came back. I spent two months searching for you, hoping that you'd come back. And when you finally did come back, you had an entire year's worth of memory loss. Don't even get me started on you being with Selin for that duration of time. It's not even about the fact that you were with her it's about the fact that you were alive and I didn't know!"
"I get it Eda. I hurt you okay, I'm sorry!"
"You're sorry? Sorry is not going to cut it this time Serkan"
"Why not Eda?! Why can't we just makeup, move on and get married"
"WE CAN'T SERKAN!" I yell
"We can't just 'make up' this time. That's not how this works!" I say with a huff
He looks at me confused with his brows furrowed
"What do you mean 'it's not going to work this time'?"
"I mean we're broken Serkan!"
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Epic Love
Fanfiction*DISCLAIMER* This is an AU story inspired by the Turkish series "Sen Çal Kapimi" (You knock on my door). Some characters used in this story belong to their rightful owners, others belong to me. The storyline of this AU belongs to me This is how I w...
