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Confronting the Truth

Author: Alexia_Dream
last update Last Updated: 2025-03-23 13:08:20

Day 2

That night, I sat on the worn-out couch in the house Apollo and I were staying in, my mind spinning. Emma’s words played over and over in my head.

"She was angry all the time, but she wouldn’t tell me why."

Why was I angry back then?

I tried to remember, but my memories felt like broken shards—sharp, scattered, painful to touch.

Apollo, sitting on the armrest, watched me closely. “You okay?”

I shook my head. “No. Emma sees me as someone who abandoned her. Someone who threw everything away. But I don’t remember why I became like that.”

Apollo leaned forward. “Then we need to find out. You have one more day left, Mia. You need to get to the root of what led to your downfall. Otherwise, history will repeat itself.”

I exhaled deeply, my breath shaky as the weight of the situation pressed down on me. “What if Emma doesn’t fall for it?” I asked, the doubt in my voice impossible to hide.

Apollo looked at me with a steady gaze, his expression calm and sure. “I know you’re scared, but if Emma doesn’t go to her sister tomorrow, then you’ll never get the chance to speak to her. You need to get closer to Mia, and we need Emma to make that happen. If she doesn’t believe in the change you’re trying to make, everything will fall apart. Just… have faith.”

His words lingered in the air, but they didn’t give me any comfort, not yet. I felt like I was standing on a cliff, unsure whether to leap or retreat. The stakes felt so high, and every second I spent questioning myself only made the uncertainty grow.

But Apollo was right. I had two days. Two days to make everything right, to fix everything that I’d destroyed. And the only way to do that was to push through the fear, to earn Emma’s trust, and to find a way to reach her.

I took a deep breath, steadying myself. “I’ll try,” I said, my voice a little stronger now. “I have to try.”

Apollo’s smile softened, like he knew that this was the first step toward something greater. “That’s all I’m asking, Mia. Just one step at a time. You’ve already done more than you think.”

I nodded, even though my heart was still heavy. The road ahead felt long and uncertain, but I had to keep moving forward. I couldn’t let Emma slip away without trying. I had to find a way to make her see that I was sorry, that I was trying to change.

And maybe, just maybe, I could find a way to save both of us from the past we’d been trapped in.

Day 3

The next morning, I was jolted awake by the sound of my neighbour’s front door creaking open. Startled, I shot up from the couch and glanced through the window. There, I saw Emma slipping out of the house, her figure barely visible in the early light. Without hesitation, I moved toward the door, determined to follow her.

I followed Emma, careful not to be noticed. She walked toward an old gas station, her backpack slung lazily over one shoulder. I stayed a few feet behind, heart pounding.

And then I saw her.

Me.

Leaning against the side of the gas station, cigarette in hand, my younger self looked… different. Her hoodie was wrinkled, her hair a mess. She had dark circles under her eyes, and her expression was cold—almost detached.

Emma approached her, looking nervous. “Mia, I need to talk to you.”

Younger me exhaled sharply. “What now, Emma?”

I stiffened. My voice—her voice—was filled with irritation.

Emma hesitated. “I just… I don’t like this, okay? You’ve been acting weird. You disappear all the time, you barely talk to me anymore—”

Younger Mia scoffed. “And? I have my own life, Emma. Stop acting like I owe you an explanation.”

Emma’s face fell. “You don’t owe me anything. I just… I miss my sister.”

Younger Mia’s expression flickered—regret, sadness—but then she masked it with indifference. “Go home, Emma.”

Emma clenched her fists, turned on her heel, and stormed off.

I watched as my younger self sighed heavily, rubbing her face before pulling out her phone.

Apollo whispered beside me, “Now’s your chance.”

I swallowed my fear and stepped forward.

Younger Mia glanced at me, her expression unreadable. “Do I know you?”

I forced a smile. “No, but I know you.”

She frowned. “That’s creepy. What do you want?”

I hesitated. How do you talk to your past self without sounding insane?

“I, uh… I know what you’re going through,” I said carefully. “And I know you don’t want to talk about it. But shutting Emma out? It’s going to cost you more than you think.”

Her jaw clenched. “You don’t know anything about me.”

But I did.

I knew that behind her tough act, she was drowning.

I needed to remind her of who she used to be. Of who she could be.

And I only had one day left to do it.

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