Terrible Disaster (Ash Costello/Chris Motionless)

Chapter 17.

"Hey Ashley are you okay? You haven't said anything since we left the recording studio." Chris asked nudging me. He was sitting right next to me seeing as we were all at Golden Corral eating. I just nodded my head. I wasn't in the mood to talk. I wasn't really even in the mood for anything. All I've done is drink water, and occasionally glance out the windows, or at one of the guys, but mostly I just keep my head down. I missed my old job, I missed the guys, hell I even missed my secret identity, but I knew if I told any of them that they would just look at me like I was crazy. Hell they probably already think that after what I pulled on them. Yeah, I'll admit that was harsh, and totally uncalled for, but really think about it someone going through what I did I think I deserve some credit. I mean especially since when I left I didn't have any problems with the voices in my head, and of course as soon as I see them again guess what comes back. Yep the voices. Oh my God I'm such a terrible person! Thinking about how great things were when I was gone, and away from them, and I know how they felt. I mean don't get me wrong I don't want to put them through that again. Then again, the voices really haven't bothered me as bad as they can, but there's still time. 

"Hey, hey what's wrong honey?" Kuza asked wrapping me in a hug, and then I realized that I was crying. 

"I'm okay." I replied wiping my eyes. 

"No you're not." He replied.

"Yes, I really am." I said. 

"Ash." He started, but I stood up. 

"Just leave me alone for once, fuck!" I yelled grabbing my purse, and leaving. 

"Ashley?" Chris yelled running out after me I stopped, and turned around.

"What Chris?" I asked annoyed. 

"Please let me come with you." He begged. 

"I promise I'll come back to your house." I replied turning around again, and this time actually walking away from the restaurant....

"I don't know how long I had been walking for, but I know that it was now dark. I grabbed my phone, and checked the time. It's already 10:50 PM, and I know that everyone was worried, but I didn't care. I started walking back to Chris's house, but didn't know where I was. I started looking around for any sign, but didn't see any at all. I grabbed my phone, and dialed Chris's number. 

"Ash were are you?" He asked worried.

"I'm okay I promise, but I don't know where I am, and I don't see any signs." I said, but then someone put a paper bag over my head. I tried to scream, but couldn't breathe, and then I passed out.