Chapter 8: Old Feelings Renewed

Once I got to my destination, I went to Hope’s, Rachel’s, and Brent’s homes, and told them about everything.

“So you’re asking us whether we want to go to the future or not?” asked Hope.

“Oh yeah I want to go!” said a very over enthusiastic Brent.

“Ok, there’s one person. Any other takers?” I asked.

“This sounds fishy to me? Are you pulling our leg?” asked Rachel.

“No, come guys this is a once in a lifetime opportunity.” I said.

“I’ll go.” said Hope. Hope looked over at Rachel in the I-know-you-really-do-want-to-go look.

“Oh, alright; but if I get in trouble for this I am blaming all of you.” said Rachel, and out the door and into the time machine we went. 

“Ok, they don’t know you’re coming so don’t just pile them with 20 questions ok?” I said.

“Yeah, sure; no problem.” They all said.

“I’m back.” I said, as I walked into the living room. “Oh, and I kind of brought some visitors.” I said. They all started to walk into the living room. 

“Missy, why did you bring them?” said future me.

“I don’t I just thought that this was a once in a lifetime opportunity and that they might like to see this.” Hope walked up to her husband. 

“I know you.” said Hope.

“You do?” asked her husband. 

“Mhm, you’re Tr..” she started.

“Ok, so you know.” He said. Rachel walked up to her husband.

“You look very, very familiar.” She said viewing him carefully.

“Well duh, I’m hrmph…” future Rachel covered his mouth.

“What part of NOT A WORD don’t you understand?” asked Rachel.

“I don’t say anything, you always cover my mouth!” He said.

“That’s because you always want to say it.” She argued.

“Hey where’s me?” asked Faith.

“Well, back in our day, we didn’t want any younger siblings tagging along.” I said.

“Oh, ok. I understand.”

 Just then Brent walked in, and future me eyes’ starting tearing up.

“Why did you bring him!?” she asked. I forgot that I had gone back and fixed it, and that now she would remember everything that happened.

“Well, I forgot, and…” I started when Brent spoke up.

“Hey, where’s me?” He asked.

“It’s a long story and I don’t care to relive it!” future me yelled and stormed out of the room.

“I’ll go check on her. Wish me blessings.” He said.

“Yeah, not funny.” said future Hope.

“Yeah, I didn’t think so.” He walked into their bedroom. “Hey, how are you?” He asked.

“Micah, I’m not sure how I am.” Future me said.

“You didn’t tell me the truth when I asked you if you still had feelings for him did you?” Micah hung his head.

“Micah, I’m so sorry. I love you, but there’s still a piece with Brent’s name on it.”

“Yeah, I understand. Maybe you should just go back and fix everything.” He said.

“But the problem is, he still runs off with that other girl.” I reminded him.

“So go back and tell him not to.” Micah said. 

“But, Then we’ll never have met. Micah, I still love…” He cut me off.

“But I can’t live knowing my wife loves another person just a little more than she loves me, so please go back and do what makes you happier. Knowing that you’re happy will make me happier too.” 

“Oh, but Micah…” I started.

“Please.” 

“You’re actually going to let me go back and change who I marry?” future me asked.

“Yes, I love you, hence forth; I want you to be with the one you Love.” He said tears flowing down his cheeks.

“Thank you.” We returned to the living room.