My Twin Flame

Chapter Fourteen

After much laughing, our little UFO lit up. We stood up and gathered our things from the bar table and descended for the dining room. I couldn't help but think this friend of Ed's was already running very late.

Just as we went to walk through the double glass doors into this grand room. I heard someone say my name. Not my name now, my ....

"Holy shit, Brooke Kifer!" No it couldn't be? I knew that voice from the bottom of my gut. Was I dreaming? I slightly turned to look at Shell before turning around to see who my suitor was. I must have had a terrible look on my face because Shelly instantly told Ed to grab my arm. Before he got a chance I was all the way around face to face with Trent Cline. My champagne glass made a loud crash to the floor.

I stood there with my mouth agape and completely speechless. I could hear Ed trying to make introductions, "Brooklyn? Brooklyn can you hear us!" I could hear them along with this wind swishing around my head. "This is Rez." Shelly tried again to bring me back to reality. "No this is fucking Trent Cline." I wasn't sure how loudly I blurted that out, I felt already like the whole room was staring at me. I stood there eyeing him down one more time. I ran past him and straight out the doors.

Once outside I thought I was going to vomit. Given that I hadn't eaten all day I was grateful that nothing came up. I found my footing and stumbled over to a bench in the garden area. I felt the hot tears starting to well up in my eyes, but my anger was too much to let them fall. Why was he here? Why was Trent Cline standing in front of me just moments ago? I couldn't help but slip back and think for a moment that he hadn't changed and those melting chocolate eyes were still sexy as hell. I shook my head and told myself to stop. The biggest question was why did they call him Rez? Rez was Ed's army buddy, not the love of my life that ripped out my heart with a dull spoon.

"Brooklyn, are you all right?" Shelly came around the corner.

"No I'm not fucking alright." I stood up and began angrily pacing.

"What is happening, you're scaring me a little bit!"

"Trent!" I yell

"What about Trent, sweetie. You have to stop thinking of him. You're going to drive yourself crazy. Look at how frantic you are."

"No, REZ!" I yell again

"What about Rez? Brooklyn if you don't calm down I can't help you."

"NO TRENT, TRENT IS REZ!" I feel like I am screaming at this point. "REZ IS TRENT! TRENT IS REZ!" It took her a minute to understand my babbling, once she did her face went white and she fell back down to the bench.

"See I knew there was a reason I didn't care for him! Ooo the slimy little weasel!" Now Shelly was catching up to my anger about the situation. I plop down beside her. "What am I going to do? How am I going to face him?"

"You're going to take a deep breath, puff out that chest, and walk in there with pride. Show that dumbass what he gave up, what he missed out on."

"I left remember? I left and didn't say goodbye. I disappeared from him."

"With good reason, it was still his stupidity that caused you to do that. So compose yourself and go in there and pretend you don't know or care who he is." I paced out the last of my anger, now fear was setting into my chest.

"Ok, let's do this, I can do this. I am a grown woman now." I start to walk back, I turn right back around. "I can't do it Shelly I can't face him!"

"Oh yes you can! You are Brooklyn Elizabeth Stevens and you will march right in there and show him that you have moved on." She gave me a push towards the door. Here goes nothing.