you're invited

3.3

a s h l e e

it's currently eleven o'clock. i decided it was probably best to go get ready for night six.

on the way there, we stopped at my house and i got some clothes.

so, i changed into a pair of black skinny jeans, my guns 'n' roses tour top and white converse.

i put my hair up in a french braid. i then went out the bathroom and saw that it was eleven thirty.

i sighed and went downstairs.

i searched around looking for Michael. i walked into the living room and saw him sitting there play fifa.

"michael, we gotta go to work", i say, shaking him.

"why do you need my help," he asks, looking at me, "i thought you didn't need me"

"stop being such a twat! you know i didn't mean it like that!" i say, very agitated.

"you said it, not me", he states.

"are you coming or not?" i ask.

"no, i feel sick"

"Sure you do, see you later"

i then head out the door and drive to work. when I get there, i park my car and walk inside.

it feels lonely without michael.

i sigh and sit down on the chair, getting straight to work.

i put the mask next to my phone, which is on my left.

while checking the cameras and winding up the music box, my phone goes crazy.

i sigh and look at it.

i have twenty messages from michael saying stuff like I'm sorry.

i smile a little and start writing all my feelings into a text message.

i was half way through, when something grabbed me.

the suddenly, I was swimming darkness.

fuck. who got ashlee? will michael save her? what will happen to their relationship? lmao, find out in the next chapter, buh bye!! did you see my markiplier pun.

- sav