🦋Keep yourself busy if you want to avoid depression. For me, inactivity is the enemy.🦋"Well, I guess I'll see you later... Jemima," you said looking at him and gave her a small smile before taking your leave as fast as you can away from the raven-haired male.
Your heart was beating fast inside of your chest and your palms were growing sweaty. You weren't expecting to see him so soon. You needed to leave as soon as possible before you go right past point one.
"Wait Y/n, I need to talk to you."
You tense slightly and turned your head towards the male who called out to you, forcing a smile on your face. "Oh I'm sorry, I gotta go," you said pointing nowhere in particular behind you, signaling that you had somewhere to be.
"Wait," you heard shuffling behind you and doors shutting and opening but you refused to look back searching for where you parked.
Where the hell did you park?
You looked around and finally spot your car stepping off the side of the sidewalk ready to walk in the street of the parking lot while looking through your bag searching through your keys.
As much as you wanted to run towards Ray and run in his arms, telling him how much you missed him and still loved him, you didn't want to make a fool of yourself and have an emotional breakdown inside of a parking lot, looking like you lost one of your loved ones.
"Where is it," you mumble while searching through your keys.
You pushed around cases, papers, and other products inside of your purse before finally grabbing ahold of them and bit on your bottom lip.
You heard an engine roaring near you and looking towards your right to see a car coming towards you, not planning on slowing down. Your eyes widen and a terrified look crossed your features. You wouldn't be able to move in time.
You felt the upper portion of your shirt, being grabbed by a stronger hand, forcing your body to come back, saving you from being flattened by the tires of the van that passed by you.
You watched in shock as the driver inside of the black van continued to drive at full speed, not being considerate enough to check on your well-being to see if you were okay.
But something was familiar about that van as if you have seen it before. Or maybe it was, once again, another coincidence.
"Y/n, are you okay?!" Jemima rushes towards you with a concerned look decorating her features.
Your lips were parted, your eyes were wide, and your heart was pounding against your rib cage, desperate to break free away from its chambers to get catch a whiff of fresh air.
"Y/n? Are you okay?" Ray said releasing his death grip on the back of your shirt and moving towards the front on you placing both of his large hands on your shoulder.
You looked past him and watched the van speed off into the distance and looked back into his dark coal eyes when he squeezed your shoulders lightly.
"Y-yeah... I think I need to go home." You needed to leave. You've felt it from the beginning, that something was going to happen. Good thing it didn't end horribly, you almost lost your life.
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Complication • Ray x reader
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