A month later
"Hey jade, does this color look good on me?" Chris asks me as he holds a shirt up to himself.
"Yeah." I say with almost no emotion.
"Be right back." He runs off to a dressing room, leaving me alone.
"okay.." I whisper to myself.
I continue looking through the clothes trying to see if I liked anything else.
"Jade..?"
I turn around to see a pair of hazel eyes looking at my deep green ones. In a state of panic and shock I back away without saying anything.
This can't be happening? He's not really here. I'm just dreaming.
Wrong.
"Jade, please, can I talk to you."
"No." I dart away and don't look back. I can't let him drag me back in.
I pull out my phone and call the only person I know to call, Michael.
"hello?"
"My house, now."
I hang up and run out of the store as fast as I can to my truck. Tears forming in my eyes, making my vision blurry.
I speed home, luckily it's my very far away, so I'm there within minutes.
I run upstairs and throw the door open to see a blue haired man.
"Michael.." I run into his arms and cry my eyes out. He holds me tightly as I sob into his chest.
"What happened?"
"He was there. At the store, he spoke to me." I ramble out, not making any sense.
"Who was there?"
"Ashton.."
Michael cooes and shh's me so I'll calm down and keep from having an anxiety attack.
"Why is he torturing me??"
"I don't know, just calm down." he whispers.
