Give Me Some Time

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Liam's POV

"Brother and sister? Is that how she think of me when she cried in my arm?" I asked myself. Then I hear the door closed.

I ran downstairs and saw Mary and Noah still arguing.

"Mary, Noah, what's going on?" I asked them.

"She's angry that Sara had lied to her." Noah replied.

"Where's Sara?" I looked around. She wasn't here.

"Isn't she in her room or something?" Mary replied.

"She's not.. Noah, try to look around the house, even in father's study." I commanded. Noah nodded and ran around.

"Mary, wouldn't you understand why she lied?" I tried to reason with her.

"No I don't. How could she? Letting everyone call her Sara when it's not her real name, she must've find joy in our lives." Mary crossed her arms.

"I promise you, she really did love you like a sister. I've seen the garden, do you remember that when I said I came home and the garden caught my eyes?" I asked. She nodded.

"Do you also know what else I saw?"

"What?" Mary asked.

"Your Sara, trying her best to make the garden looks prettier even when it's already beautiful. She managed to finish it while she's sick. And luckily, I was there when she almost drugged herself. Can you imagine that? She wanted you to have whatever you want.". I hold her shoulders. She think back for a second before replying.

"I guess.."

"She didn't want to tell you her past because she also don't want to live with it anymore. She faked her name, but she didn't fake her love towards you two." I said. Mary started crying silently.

"Where is she? Where can she go?" she asked.

"I don't know, but we can go find her now, I'm sure she won't go far." I hugged Mary. She was a little girl when I left, now she look more mature.

The three of us rode the engined carriage, I managed to rent it and it was quite easy to drive.

"Where is the possible place she could go?" I asked.

"The stores?"
"Church?"
"Her old home?"
"Uncle Joseph?" Noah and Mary both said this at the same time.

"Why would she go there?"

"If she really want to leave, then of course she would tell her partner." Mary replied.

"They're partner?" I thought she said she never had one.

"Yeah, business partners. With Uncle Seb and Uncle Harvey." Noah replied.

I almost laughed, I questioned her loyalty when she wasn't even mine.

"Let's drop by there first." I said and step on the pedal. After 15 minutes on the road, we arrived. Noah had went ahead and knocked while I parked the car.

"Hello Uncle Joseph, is Sara here?" Noah asked.

"I'm sorry, she's not here. Would you like to come in?" Joseph asked. I walked and just about to greet him when he said,

"Liam? Is that you?"

"Yes it's me, how are you, Joseph?"

"You seemed well! How did you survive?" he asked and motioned for us to enter his house.

"I'll tell you next time. But is Sara really not here?" I peek inside his house, he shook his head.

"Unfortunately, no. Did something happened to her?" he asked. There's sweat on his forehead, even though its not a hot day.

"We hope not, she ran away from home, and its my fault. I made her leave." Mary stood in front of us.

"I'm sorry for not being of help, I do hope you'll find her. I'll come by next week if she's still not home." he said and closed the door.

"Let's try her old house." Noah suggested.

"But it's an hour away?" Mary questioned.

"Do you really want her to come back? She's not related to us, not marriage, not blood." I asked. It wasn't really supposed to be that mean but I was trying to tease her.

"I don't care what relationship she have with us, I want her back. I never heard her complain about us and she always tried to make me and Noah feel better during hard days. Those were the days her hard-work will forever be in my heart." Mary cried again.

"Sara was nice to me even though all I did was trouble. She had handled all of my need, but not too spoilt, I still want her to be part of our family." Noah replied.

"Now that's more like it. We'll travel every country if it'll get her back to us." I started the engine and drove away.

We had to make a stop to a gas station, and Mary had fallen asleep beside Noah.

"Is there anything you'd like to ask, Noah?" I look at the mirror. He nodded.

"When you realized you're stranded, how long does it take you to miss home?" he asked.

"Immediately. Right when I woke up, all I could think of was father leaving me many important documents about our family, and that made me realized how I failed being your big brother."

"What about Sara?"

"What about Sara?" I asked back, not understanding the question.

"I saw you, on her first night here." he looked out the window.

"What did you see?"

"She was wearing mother's scarf, and near mother's gallery. You did something to her. She never goes near the hall since." he looked back at me.

"I apologised to her." in my defence, she was acting suspicious but now I know she was lost.

"What changed?" he asked.

"I start to like her. I felt like the three years I was on the island was short but also long. I did my best keeping myself alive, but everyday I missed her. It grows." I sighed.

"I knew it. Just ask her to be your girlfriend, and live together." Noah smiled. We arrived at her old village.

Noah stayed inside with Mary, she was still sleeping. I walked around till I found a group of people sitting together.

"Excuse me, good afternoon." I greet. They stared at me.

"What you want?" a woman asked.

"Does Brianna Blanchet lives here?" I asked straight to the point. The woman talked to the others in French language and turn back at me.

"I show you. What I get?" she look at me from my hair to my shoes.

"This enough?" I gave her my watch. Its almost a hundred when I first bought it.

She nodded and flicked her finger, I followed. We walked through the houses until we reached one house that looks abandoned. She left.

I knocked. No answer.
I knocked again. No answer.
I went around and the back door was opened.
I entered.

The house was dusty, cobwebs everywhere. It has two room. One has a bed nearly enough for 2 people. And the other was a small bed, perhaps for a child.

No signs of someone getting in here except my shoe print on the dusty floor. I don't think she's here.

I walked back to the car. Mary was awake. Her brown curly hair was messy, her black ribbon was uneven.

"She's not here." I said.

"Then, where could she be? She promised to come to our graduation and to Noah's enrolment." Mary pout.

"Let's drive around." and with that, I spent the entire evening driving around slowly to see every face on the sidewalk. But to no avail, she was nowhere I could think of.