Unlock the Past

Chapter 15

AHHH okay I'll let you guys read this and save the gushing for the comment section:))
Enjoy! Oh! And the music that is attached, trust me I looked through all of the video choices and this is the only one that would show and have most of the music. So I recommend you look it up and listen to it while reading this, I actually wrote this while listening to it hahaha. It's called Dance Without You by Skyler Grey, and it's great. Also! The dancing that's in the video above isn't how she dances in this, Thank you!

Chloe's POV:
I didn't know where I was till I saw the sign. Anthony's Booze. I had only been here once before, actually it was with Brandon. He had been sneaking out and I followed him, of course he caught me and explained that he needed to get it for some of his friends. And with me, being his sister, and how close we are; I never told mom and dad. A small smile sketches itself on my face. I walk in and I'm greeted by Chase, my brothers best friend. I don't know if he knows I'm back but that's what I'm hoping for.

Seeing him today has caused something in me to snap. Don't ask what it is, but right now all I can think of is forgetting...everything. And that's exactly what I'm going to do. After grabbing what I needed, I head over to the cash register, Chase still hasn't looked up from his phone, and I take a moment to look over Chase. His blonde hair has grown down further past his ears, and his high cheek bones and long eyelashes are still in place. I cough in order to get his attention, and his brown eyes meet mine and I can tell I've frightened him.

"Holy shit. Chloe? Oh my god, where have you been?" He rambles on and I roll my eyes, while taking out a twenty to pay for the bottles, and before he can protest, I'm out the door.
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I'm lost. Yeah I know that's not the smartest thing to do when my kidnapper is after me, but what could happen that hasn't already happened before? I take another gulp of Jack and realize I'm all out. I throw the empty glass on the ground. Ha! Luckily I have another one! I stumble and see an old warehouse up the road, seeing no harm I get closer and see that it's a club, yeah! That is what I'm talking about! When I get closer I see the hoard of people trying to get in, and instead of going that way I see the ajar door at the back and make my way in with no restraints.

I head down the hallway that leads to the music and look down at the Jack I got. Better not take this in, and I can't leave it behind. I quickly open it up and chug it down like water. Letting the liquid fire make it's way down my throat, and settle into my belly. I'm already starting to feel the surge of dizziness from the drink and make my way to the main part of the club.

Once I've escaped the corridor I hear my old favorite song playing.

So serious, all the time
I feel restrained,
I feel confined
I cannot take your whispering,
your whispering
I wanna dance without you
Oh won't you just let me loose myself

I sway to the music and make my way around singing along

I wanna dance without you you you
For once let me loose myself.

I smile and let the numbness fill me and begin to get really into the music. When I was still pure I'd dance in my room and I'd walk to the nearby studio, but no one knew that I could dance. Not even Ashton. I laugh and continue to dance with strangers and let the booze and music lead the way.

Ashton's POV:
My eyes are burning from keeping them peeled for Chloe. But I still haven't found her, and it's already midnight. My knuckles are gripping the steering wheel so tight I'm pretty sure it'll leave a mark. Cam and Lilly are sitting in the back looking out the windows for her. To ease the tension I decide to fill the silence.

"Was she getting better?" My strained voice asks. They both look at me, seeing my concern they look like they are deeply thinking. Cameron answers first.

"I think so. I mean, she is still not talking but she has smiled a couple times. But yeah I don't think that she can go back to the way she was before, it was like a lifetime ago." Cam's voice sounds so desperate, and I know he loves Chloe, not in a romantic kind of way, but in a brotherly kind of way. I nod in response and look at Lilly through the rearview mirror.

"I think she's trying, that's for sure. But yeah I mean it's hard to tell if she's made any progress when we are kind of forcing her to hang out with us." She looks down and I see Cam take one of her hands and kiss the back of it. Feeling like I'm invading a moment I look back in front of me.

We drive for a while and I see a sign saying that we've left town. I start looking for a place to turn in and do a U-turn and I see a warehouse up ahead. I pull in and see that it's one of those one night stand kind of clubs. My wolf gets anxious and I can tell this is somewhere we have to check. Taking out my phone as I drive in I find Chloe's parent's number. It rings only twice before Mrs. Martinez answers.

"Have you found my baby?" I can tell she's been crying, and I don't blame her, I might start crying.

"I'm sorry we haven't but I won't stop until I do Mrs. Martinez, I promise," I hear her sniff from the phone and my heart breaks. Mrs. Martinez has always been a second mother to me, and I hate to hear her so sad.

"Oh that's okay Ashton, I'm sure she's okay. She's always okay." Her voice conveys that she's trying to convince someone, but it's not me.

We exchange farewells and I start to pull out. But something holds me back, "hey guys I'm gonna check this place out." I don't give them time to answer, and leave them in the car. I really hope she isn't in trouble.

I make my way up to the front and try to step in but I'm stopped by two bouncers, "Sorry man, you gotta wait in line like everyone else," The one with a scar on his left cheek throws his thumb towards the giant line behind him. I nod, trying to avoid trouble and act like I'm walking back to the car. Instead I head around the corner and slip into an open door. I head down the corridor and see an empty bottle of Jack Daniels, I open the second door and I'm hit with the bittersweet allure of alcohol and the pungent smell of body odor. Everyone from ages sixteen to thirty seem to have known about this party. I try to maneuver my way around when I spot a familiar body.

Although my fear and concern vanish the moment I see her, it's replaced immediately by disappointment.

Oh, Chloe. Where has my girl gone?