Flashbacks
Chapter 1
Chapter 1: The Call
"Miss Blunt, there is a call for you from a John Mitchell."
"I don't recognize the name, what does he want Emily?" I asked my assistant.
"He said that it's regarding an interview."
I was confused, an interview, I wouldn't know what it was about, I certainly wasn't
interesting enough for an interview. I maybe reasonable successfully at my job as a manager
at Google, but that's not very interview worthy.
I pondered for a minute, should I take the call or should I just put him through to the PR
manager.
"Send him through, Emily. I'll see what he wants." I decided after a moment of pondering, he
did ask for me personally.
"Jane Blunt speaking."
"Hello, miss Blunt. This is John Mitchell." I heard deep voice answer.
"Mr Mitchell, how can I help you?" I asked, I was pretty curious what it was about.
"Well, I'm a director and I'm currently working on a DVD for the band 'the Maine'. If I
understood correctly you knew them?"
I froze when hearing his words, did I hear him correctly did he say the Maine? I closed my eyes as I
felt a headache coming up. I thought that I had left that part of my past behind me, I hadn't
expected it to come up again and hit me in the face.
Within seconds memories and feelings of so long ago came back. I had buried them deep
inside me not expecting them to resurface ever again.
I realized that I was still on the phone with John and that I should respond, I just have to decide how.
What should I answer, should I deny knowing them and hang up or admit it and see what he
wanted.
I was wondering what it was about, what did he want from me. That was not the only reason
I wanted to know what he wanted from me, to be honest I wanted to know how the band
was doing, I hadn't talked to them since I screwed up and left 5 years ago.
Since then a lot has changed, I had changed. I went back to my natural hair color, I took out
all of my piercings and traded my skinny’s and band tee's for a suit. I went from teenage rock
star to businesswoman.
After thinking it over, I knew that I was to curious and that I wanted to know what this was
about. So I told him that yes, I had known the band in the past.
"I'm making a DVD for the band, it will show how the band started out too how they’re now.
I would like to interview you as you were there at the very beginning of the band, your story
would be a real contribution to the DVD."
I didn't answer him immediately as I wondered if I should do this, on one side I really wanted
to but there were so many reasons why not too... "I don't know if I can do that. I have work
and... I have a very different life right now, not many people know about my association with
the band. I don't think it's such a good decision for me." I said hesitantly.
"I would understand if you would refuse but me and my crew can fly to New York for the
interview in the weekend, so work shouldn't be a problem.” He argued. “It's your choice, but
I must say that your interview would be a great contribution to the DVD."
I was doubting if I would do it, I was wondering about the band and I would like to do the
interview but there was a big chance that some secrets that I kept hidden for a long time
would come out. It felt like the forbidden fruit, you know that you shouldn’t eat from it but
the temptation is too much. In the end I decided that I needed more time .
"Mr. Mitchell, I have to think about this, can I call you later this week with an answer."
"Of course miss Blunt, I understand. I will give you my contact information and then you can
call me when you know."
After I hung up the phone I just sat back in my chair staring into nothing. My mind went in to
overload thinking about all those old memories, it seemed so long ago but on the other hand
it felt like it was just yesterday.
I still missed the guys, they were like family to me and my decision to leave was the hardest
decision I had ever had to make in my life. But it had to be made, I couldn't keep on living
that way, always on the road, drinking and partying I didn't have a care in the world but I
wanted to grow up, I had to.
So after lots of thinking I decided to go to New York, I had a friend living there who promised
to help me get on my feet. So one night I packed my bag and I left, I left and didn't look
back.
I was complete of in my memories when knocking brought me out of my dream state.
Emily’s head stuck around the corner."Miss Blunt, it's 6 O'clock I'm leaving." I checked the
clock realizing that she was right, I had been thinking about the band and what not for the
past half hour.
I bid a quick bye to Emily and started to close my computer and pack my stuff. I just wanted
to go home and go to my bed and not think about this anymore.
"Miss Blunt, there is a call for you from a John Mitchell."
"I don't recognize the name, what does he want Emily?" I asked my assistant.
"He said that it's regarding an interview."
I was confused, an interview, I wouldn't know what it was about, I certainly wasn't
interesting enough for an interview. I maybe reasonable successfully at my job as a manager
at Google, but that's not very interview worthy.
I pondered for a minute, should I take the call or should I just put him through to the PR
manager.
"Send him through, Emily. I'll see what he wants." I decided after a moment of pondering, he
did ask for me personally.
"Jane Blunt speaking."
"Hello, miss Blunt. This is John Mitchell." I heard deep voice answer.
"Mr Mitchell, how can I help you?" I asked, I was pretty curious what it was about.
"Well, I'm a director and I'm currently working on a DVD for the band 'the Maine'. If I
understood correctly you knew them?"
I froze when hearing his words, did I hear him correctly did he say the Maine? I closed my eyes as I
felt a headache coming up. I thought that I had left that part of my past behind me, I hadn't
expected it to come up again and hit me in the face.
Within seconds memories and feelings of so long ago came back. I had buried them deep
inside me not expecting them to resurface ever again.
I realized that I was still on the phone with John and that I should respond, I just have to decide how.
What should I answer, should I deny knowing them and hang up or admit it and see what he
wanted.
I was wondering what it was about, what did he want from me. That was not the only reason
I wanted to know what he wanted from me, to be honest I wanted to know how the band
was doing, I hadn't talked to them since I screwed up and left 5 years ago.
Since then a lot has changed, I had changed. I went back to my natural hair color, I took out
all of my piercings and traded my skinny’s and band tee's for a suit. I went from teenage rock
star to businesswoman.
After thinking it over, I knew that I was to curious and that I wanted to know what this was
about. So I told him that yes, I had known the band in the past.
"I'm making a DVD for the band, it will show how the band started out too how they’re now.
I would like to interview you as you were there at the very beginning of the band, your story
would be a real contribution to the DVD."
I didn't answer him immediately as I wondered if I should do this, on one side I really wanted
to but there were so many reasons why not too... "I don't know if I can do that. I have work
and... I have a very different life right now, not many people know about my association with
the band. I don't think it's such a good decision for me." I said hesitantly.
"I would understand if you would refuse but me and my crew can fly to New York for the
interview in the weekend, so work shouldn't be a problem.” He argued. “It's your choice, but
I must say that your interview would be a great contribution to the DVD."
I was doubting if I would do it, I was wondering about the band and I would like to do the
interview but there was a big chance that some secrets that I kept hidden for a long time
would come out. It felt like the forbidden fruit, you know that you shouldn’t eat from it but
the temptation is too much. In the end I decided that I needed more time .
"Mr. Mitchell, I have to think about this, can I call you later this week with an answer."
"Of course miss Blunt, I understand. I will give you my contact information and then you can
call me when you know."
After I hung up the phone I just sat back in my chair staring into nothing. My mind went in to
overload thinking about all those old memories, it seemed so long ago but on the other hand
it felt like it was just yesterday.
I still missed the guys, they were like family to me and my decision to leave was the hardest
decision I had ever had to make in my life. But it had to be made, I couldn't keep on living
that way, always on the road, drinking and partying I didn't have a care in the world but I
wanted to grow up, I had to.
So after lots of thinking I decided to go to New York, I had a friend living there who promised
to help me get on my feet. So one night I packed my bag and I left, I left and didn't look
back.
I was complete of in my memories when knocking brought me out of my dream state.
Emily’s head stuck around the corner."Miss Blunt, it's 6 O'clock I'm leaving." I checked the
clock realizing that she was right, I had been thinking about the band and what not for the
past half hour.
I bid a quick bye to Emily and started to close my computer and pack my stuff. I just wanted
to go home and go to my bed and not think about this anymore.