I'm not over who?

Chapter 43- Yasmin

Elise's Pov-

"Yasmin?" I questioned, not believing that she actually stood in front of me. I must be going crazy, insane, mental even. Jeez, my mental health was already starting to drain and I'd only been here for a few hours.

"Yeah it's me" She said as she held onto her arm with one hand. I let my mouth drop open, what the hell was going on?

"What?! Okay I'm sorry but you're not Yasmin. Yasmin died, she was shot through the stomach and then died in hospital" I spat. This had to be some sick, twisted joke they were playing on me. Sure Chloe could be here, she was alive but missing, it all made sense that they had her.

"I am Yasmin! It's me Elise! I'm very much alive can't you see?" She pleaded, coming up to me, her hands pressed together like she was praying for me to believe her.

"DEAD PEOPLE DON'T JUST RISE FROM THE DEAD!" I screamed at her. Tears started to slide down my face, these people were sick and twisted and I hated them so much. This year was horrifying. Just when I thought that life couldn't get any better, it all fell to hell. I lost Yasmin, Chloe, Alesa and Ty. Not to mention I lost Adam for a good few months.

"Elise please. I can prove it to you, please just give me a chance."

"Fine. Tell me something that only Yasmin and myself would know" I decided. It was then as she started speaking, a flashback was brought to my eyes.

I was sat on my bed in mine and Ty's bedroom, playing with Icee, when a knock sounded at the door. I looked up from the bed and the kitten and watched as Yasmin walked in. "Hey Elise, how you doing?" She asked.

It wasn't long after I got out of the video game I was known for on YouTube, so I just shrugged my shoulders. "I don't know, how do you expect me to know? I've been in a coma for the past- god knows how long- and you're asking me, how are you?"

She shrugged and sat in a chair at the desk I shared with Ty. "It was just a question."

"I know but it was rather stupid to ask me that Yaz" I sighed, placing Icee on the floor and watching her as she scampered out of the room. Probably to find Ty or someone else to play with her.

"Yeah. Sorry. What's keeping you down?" She decided to rephrase her answer and I just shrugged again in response. I didn't know, I never did know what kept me down most of the time.

"I don't flipping know. I guess it just hit me that I'm growing up. I'm not going to be able to stay young and immature for ever" I concluded with a sigh. It was the truth to some extent, I really had just been hit with that fact.

"When I was younger I'd put my arms in my shirt and told people I lost my arms. I would restart the video game whenever I knew I was going to lose. I would sleep with all 8 of my stuffed animals so none of them would get offended. I had one of those multiple color pens, and tried to hold down all the colors at once. I poured my soda into the bottle cap and pretended I was taking shots. I would hide and wait to scare someone until I decided they were taking too long or that I had to pee. I would fake falling asleep so that my dad had to carry me to bed. I used to think that the moon was chasing my car. I watched two raindrops roll down the window and pretended they were having a race. I used to swallow fruit seeds and then cry because I was scared to death that a tree was going to grow in my tummy. Remember when we were both just little kids and couldn't wait to grow up? What were we thinking? It doesn't matter how old you are Elise" Yasmin said as she tried to make me feel better.

I pulled at the sleeves of my jumper and looked at the tops of my finger tips that peeked out from under the cuff. "I know. It's just I never really had a childhood. I was in an orphanage for all of it, getting abused didn't help, I had no one to turn to for help. I was all alone in my childhood, I can't help but think that I'm making up for it now, only I don't have much time left to do that. Soon I'm going to be expected to grow up and loose my childish ways, but I don't think I will be able to" I muttered.

"I'm sure you will, in fact I'm almost certain that you will. And if you find that you struggle on the way, then that's okay too, you have us to help you through it" She came over and sat down next to me, wrapping her arms around me in a hug as I sat there and sifted through my thoughts.

"Yasmin. Yasmin it's really you!" I sobbed happily. "I thought you were dead. Don't you ever do that to me again, you promise me right now!"

"Yes It's me. And no really? I never would have guessed. I'm sorry I put you and the others through all of this, but I have a good reason" Yasmin said, laughing sadly.

I could hear the small hint of sarcasm in her voice and smiled back at her. "What's the reason that you had to fake your death?"

"Well it's not just because that's my favorite My Chemical Romance song, but well, James and Mike had been working together shortly before James took me, it was by pure chance that James knew of you and told Mike. They then killed my parents and took Chloe. When I was in the hospital, James came a visited me after you guys left for the night, I was told that to keep Chloe safe, I had to forget about you guys and go with him. So I faked my death, the hospital were in on it, they were confused but decided not to ask any questions. I then left and well you know the rest."

"So you left to protect Chloe" I uttered.

She nodded her head. "And to protect you guys as well."

It was sad that she had to go, it was sad that we had to meet again in a situation like this. Just when I thought I'd lost everybody, I had found someone to help restore my hope that I would escape ad get back home. And when I got back home, I was going to write out all the wrongs I had been dealt.