Crazy Over You

📚 Chapter 45 📚

I told another lie.

Just another small one.

I told my parents that Eros came to pick me up because I didn't want to separate them form the other parents.

Eros never came because he doesn't know.

I have no clue where I am but nothing like Google map can't help.

Of course, there's still a pat of me that believes James will come out and run after me. That he'll chase after me and I do daydream of it. I let myself image what it could be like and it's enough to bring me into tears because it's not real.

At this moment, James is alone with her.

I should be happy or him. But I hate it. I hate it so much it hurts.

Now I understand why people say hating is tiresome. Why it's better to forgive than hate. It's simple and easy.

But is it true? Can I some day face my captor and forgive him? What would he have done to me? If I never escaped, what would have happened? Can I forgive him for causing me to be who I am today? Scared, introverted, afraid of loud sounds... Of reality?

Because the only way I felt better in that book store was when Hyun-Ae brought me to the magical word and out of reality. A reality I was afraid. She brought me to another, one of dreamers and so much more. It was safe and beautiful.

Now, everything is scary because when I look around, I notice how dark it is. How late it is. How alone I am.

I take my ear phone off and barely any sounds except there's the sirens a few blocks down but that soon quiet down.

I may not like how loud things are but the doesn't mean I like how quiet a room can be. Just me alone with my thoughts is enough to put me back into a horrible place.

It's cold out. I'm wearing a black off shoulder ruffle trim blouse with a high waist jeans. I have my jacket one and zipped up with my hands in my pocket due to the weather.

I'm tired.

I'm really tired.

But I still can't help but compare myself with Emma. Her beautiful hair was tied up into a pony tail, hoops for earrings. A turtle neck sweater that was tucked into her black skirt. High socks that goes to her thigh. A beautiful necklace that spells her name.

Despite what I was wearing, my hair was down. I thought about tying up my hair but when I saw her, I decide it against it because I can't compete with her. Not that I want to or can.

However, what does snap me out of my thought are the headlights I notice from behind me.

I turn around, looking at the car because I can't help but worry. I'm a woman and alone. it's dark and late out. Anything can happen but once the car got closer and slower, I realize and know the car and who it belongs to which is why when James stepped out of the car, it was like the air around stop existing.

He walks towards me. Each step matching the beat of my heart. Each step has me wondering why he's here. Each step wondering what happened. Each step that has me wanting to reach for him until he's finally in front of me and just like that, every fear, every worry just disappears as if it never existed.

How does he do that. How did he became a person I can feel safe with? He can't. Because he day I lose it, is the day I lose everything.

"I don't know what' going on. I don't know what's happening. I don't understand it if you don't tell me, Callista." James looks confused and frustrated. He looks as if he wants to pull out his hair and scream yet keeping himself compose for me. "I don't know and I can't help if I don't know. I need you to work with me. I need you to tell me what it is you want. I need you to talk to me." He begs.