The first thing I saw when I came to was Tom concerned face bent over me, he handed me a glass of water and sat me up.
“Where am I, “I asked.”
“You’re in the other room watching TV.”
“Oh, did I say anything about what year I was from?
“She…I mean you said she came from 2012, Then 2015 and now she’s here. Do you want to go in and talk to her?”
We walked into the spare room where I was quietly sitting on the bed and drinking a glass of water.
“Hi I said to myself.”
My other self got up and started to come towards me with her hand extended.
I cautiously took it, wondering if something bad could happen if we touched.
“I don’t even know what I should ask first,” I began. “How did you first discover the time machine?”
“I went to bed one night, in my….our apartment on June fourteenth of 2012.”
“The one in Beverly Hills,” I asked wondering just how much my little trip had screwed everything up.
“Yes. I went to bed and when I woke up I was here in this apartment and the year was 2015.”
“Did you freak out, I mean I think I would have.” Tom said.
“At first I just thought I was having a strange dream. Then I realized I had to go to the bathroom and that struck me as odd because I’ve never had to do that in a dream before. Then I crept back to bed and took a good look at you expecting to find someone I had a crush on. But, well even though I thought you were cute and everything. I realized I had never seen you before. I thought that was weird because it was unlike me to dream about being with a stranger.”
“”You mean we were…I mean you were…I mean um.” I said pointing at Tom, than to me than to her.
“Oh. My God are you guys ..I mean, you’re not together yet?”
“We’re roommates, sort of. I mean we were roommates, Tom let me use the time machine I went back five years and screwed everything up.
“So anyway, go one with your story,” Tom said clearly wanting to ignore what he just heard.
“So I nudged you and you woke up. You kissed me and you asked me if I was going to work. I slowly began to realize I wasn’t dreaming. I asked you who you were and you told me you were Tom, my boyfriend…”
Tom and I gave each other and embarrassed sidelong glance.
“You didn’t seem the least bit shocked that I didn’t know you and seemed disoriented. You told me about the time machine and I didn’t believe you. You showed me where it was I got in it and before you could stop me I got in it and set the dials. The next thing I knew I was here.”
Tom and I both just stared at my other self for a moment, uncertain of what to do.
“You said you came from 2012,” I said.
“Yes, that’s right. That’s where I started anyway.
“How was the business doing?”
“Okay, a little slow, but not bad.”
I fought a smile.
“Did you, I mean did I have a boyfriend?”
“Np, not a recent one.”
“Do you remember a boyfriend named Steve? He was a mechanic.”
“No, I never dated a Steve.”
My smile broadened and then I remembered that I still didn’t know how I had ceased to exist.