Liam searched the house to find Scarlett but he didn't find her anywhere.
"Where did she go?", he was rummaging through his thoughts and then he decided to call Mia.
He thought maybe she was with her.
"Hello", Mia picked the call...
"Is Scarlett with you?"Liam asked...
"Who is Scarlett?", Mia asked confused...
"Are you drunk Mia? Scarlett the girl who lives with me?"Liam said a bit annoyed...
"I am not drunk Liam, you are drunk. As far as I know, you live alone," she said...
Liam immediately hanged the call thinking she was talking all rubbish..
After that, he called Sam and Daniel. To his horror, none of them knew who Scarlett was.
"What the hell is this going on?" he threw his phone in frustration and pulled his hair.
"Arrgggghhh!! Scarlett", he shouted...
After that, he went to her room to find it empty. There was no trace of Scarlett.
Liam's pov
*Is it a prank?*
*No one knows who Scarlett is*
I checked her room and closet but it was all empty.
Where the hell did her things go.
I was scared and terrified as to what was all this happening to me. Where did my Scarlett go? I checked the laptop she brought for me. It was not there. There was nothing related to her, no traces of her ...
Then I checked my phone...
All her texts which she used to type to converse with me were gone. As if it never existed, as if Scarlett never existed.
How can this be possible?
I was tearing up by now...I went to her room and decided to check for any slightest sign of her existence when my eyes landed on a red thread near the window...
*Yeah Right Window was open* Did she perhaps go from here? Did someone take her?
I picked the thread and glanced at it carefully, it was the same I was wearing...It was the same I saw in my dream.
"Was that dream true?", I whispered to myself...
"No it can't be", it was hard for me to digest whatever was happening...
*You hurt your soulmate*, these lines rang in my ears which that old man said in my dream and took Scarlett away.
I was never someone to believe in the Soulmate stuff but now I wanted to believe it...
It was making sense, what if she is my soulmate...
Who will confirm this to me? Who is going to believe me? Does no one know where Scarlett is? Forget where no one knows who Scarlett is?
I felt angry at myself for shouting at her. I felt helpless, she was my only ray of hope who made my life meaningful, she was genuine, her care and worry were genuine...
I can't afford to lose her...
Guilt was piercing my soul but for now, I had to bring her back at any cost...
Author's pov
10 days had passed since Scarlett went missing.No one knew who she was, where she went.
At some point, Mia and Sam tried to assure Liam that he probably had a dream or was thinking too much.
"There is no one named Scarlett, Liam", Sam told him frustrated.
"No she is there, she exists", Liam fought back.
There was no way he would accept that Scarlett was just his imagination.
He didn't sleep at night, he just thought about Scarlett and prayed he could bring her back.
He was broken and damaged, he wasn't able to digest that she didn't exist. All he could think of was his Scarlett. He told her he loved her but then shouted at her and abused her, he was guilty. She even brought him a laptop by selling her mother's watch.
*She loved me*, he thought to herself...
*Yes she did*...
"Scarlett plz come back", Liam whispered in his sleep. After 10 sleepless nights today, Mia and Sam added sleeping pills to Liam's drink so that he could rest a bit.
The next day Liam woke afresh and the first thing he thought was Scarlett.
"Scarlett, Wait who is she", he tries to think hard.
"Soulmate", he mutters, and some flashes of her smiling and working in the kitchen rummage in his mind...
"Arrghhh..Am I forgetting?" he says to himself...
*She is someone important to me*, Liam thinks and then pens down everything he remembers about her before he forgets.
It was happening. Liam was forgetting who Scarlett is.
It was a rule of being soulmates. Once gone you start forgetting your soulmate and then the memory vanishes in thin air as if it never existed. In fact, Scarlett didn't wear the thread which meant she will also forget who Liam is.
Every day Liam used to jot down the little detail he remembered about Scarlett to keep his memory updated.
*Scarlett, pink cheeks, doe eyes cute and I love her*, he wrote down...
6 Years Later
1st September
*Your memory still flashes in my mind. Your soft melodious giggles still ring in my ears. That little smile of yours is still afresh. But I seem to forget. I don't know who you are to me. My diary says you are my *Soulmate* but why haven't we met yet. You seem so far but it feels like I have touched you before, hugged you before. You don't seem like a stranger. It feels like we know each other but who are you?*
Liam read his diary over and over again.
6 years went by and Liam kept adding a new chapter every day to his diary until he forgot all. He doesn't know whom he is talking about, who is this girl Scarlett described in her diary. Her memory has completely faded from his brain but the notes in his diary remind him of her. It keeps a hazy memory of her in his brain. He keeps on reading them every day and reminiscing Scarlett's face.
Liam has become a successful businessman as he wished. He still lives alone, hasn't found a life partner for himself. His parents keep on bugging him sending pictures of girls to him, setting blind dates but all he does is say
*I don't want to marry*....
He is 25, an age at which parents want their child to settle happily but he is still waiting for his Soulmate.
His personality hasn't changed, he is still cold but now he has learned to control his temper, or maybe someone taught him to control his temper. Whenever he is sad or worried he talks to a red thread which he keeps safe in his pocket 24/7.
Liam's pov
I had a bad day at work and again my parents nudged me to meet a girl which looked like a gold digger. She only wants my money, I know...
I took out the red thread and started telling it about my miseries. I feel good talking to it. Why?
Because once someone said to me *You can share anything with me*.
I think the person who said this is linked to the thread.
Anyways I was hungry and went to eat. I cook by myself. I eat Spaghetti a lot, I don't know how I learned to cook Spaghetti but someone taught me.
Today I met a mute girl in my office. She was just 5 years old and wasn't blessed with the skills of speaking. I felt familiar as if once I encountered someone who couldn't speak. I felt helpless for her but then she started using sign language which I understood.
How? My brain started malfunctioning. When did I learn sign language and why? All this was very mysterious. I often feel that a puzzle is missing from my life. Sometimes I wake up thinking that there will be a female figure watering the plants but I find no one...It's all very disturbing...
I keep on reading my diary sometimes. The last time I wrote something was 9 years back when I was 20. I have written about a girl, the same girl who keeps coming into my dreams, and then her face vanishes from my memory as I wake up. Her name is Scarlett but I haven't met anyone named Scarlett or have I? I don't know.
I open my almirah. There are several plushies inside, I have been buying them ever since I was 19. I don't like them but I buy them for someone special, someone who loved playing with soft toys. I pick a plushie and hug it. This plushie gives me warmth. Then I walk to my guest room.
I feel a different warmth whenever I enter this room, a different smell invades my nostrils. A sweet smell of some female whom my body urges to hug and kiss. I just slid myself inside the covers and sleep inhaling that unknown scent...