Don't be afraid

Chapter 34

can we talk?

Jess's P.O.V
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I was still in shock.

Could I have just been imagining things? Of course I could of.

It's now about half 3 in the morning and I have to get up for college in about 4 hours and yet, I've not been able to sleep yet.

Could it be a coincidence that I saw someone who looked like Vanessa? It's possible.

All I remember thinking from the moment I saw her, was that she'd come home. That this all had just been some sick joke that she pulled on us. Then, when I hoped to catch her, if it even was her, we'd end up arguing. But then I'd forgive her and wouldn't care about whatever lie she had because she's my sister. And i'd do anything for her to be alive.

But that's not the way it works out. She's dead. I was just going delusional when I thought I saw her.

I shut my eyes and just begin thinking. I need someone to talk to.. but i don't know who.

Then it comes floating back to me.

Sam.

I can talk to him.

I mean.. afterall wasn't he the one who said he'd seen her a couple of weeks ago?

Yeah. I should talk to Sam tomorrow.

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I groan wake up the sound of my usual weekly alarm, due to the fact that I've only had about 2 hours sleep all night.

I stand up from bed, walk to my wardrobe and grab a nice outfit out for the day.

I pick out a nice oversized long sleeved t-shirt with a pattern on it which is tartan, red and black to be specific and a pair of black vans and ripped skinny jeans.

I then grab my other little necessities and leave them on the bed and then walk into the bathroom, getting a quick shower down with my Jack Willis body set and singing a long to fall out boy.

After about 10 minutes of having a dance in the shower to fall out boy, I get out and dry my body down then put my underwear on and walk into my bedroom with my towel wrapped around me.

20 minutes later and I've finished. Completed my makeup and hair which I just sprayed with batiste dry shampoo because I was feeling lazy to wash it lastnight- I guess I'll do that tonight instead. I've got nothing else to do.

I walk downstairs and grab myself an apple and sit on Twitter, scrolling through the timlime seeing what my favourite bands and artists are up to.

After about 10 minutes of sitting there, the door bell goes. And I know exactly who it will be. Take a guess?

Justin.

"Hey babe!" He smiles as he wraps his arms around my waist automatically, causing me to laugh and hug back.

"Hey" I smile into his neck.

After a few seconds, we pull away as he takes my hand in his.

"Ready?" He asks.

"Yeah, I'll be out now I'm just getting my keys" I speak as I turn around and grab ,y handbag with my keys in, which is hanging up on the coat hanger on the wall by the door.

"Come on then" he smirks and grabs my hand, pulling me out with him and making sure I lock the door first.

We get into the car and listen to the songs playing, "you're in an awfully good mood today aren't you?" I laugh as he starts messing around singing as he's driving.