In The Shadows

Chapter-5: Hesitate

Her mission was to choose to accept it, to find peace with exactly who and what she was. To take pride in how far she came and how far she has to go.

Checking her phone again she saw nothing but Jackson's last message.

Jackson Wang: My chauffeur will be here to pick you up at 8. His name is James and I can't wait to see you ;)

She smiled at the text. After the dress being misplaced and Jackson throwing tantrums in front of the manager.

She agreed to go on a date and also to apologize for the dress even though it wasn't her fault.

Gracefully she stood in the cold breeze of London hitting her softly.

It was beautiful but she hated everything cold.

If its perfect it isn't life.

Soon the car stopped in front of her.

Sitting in the car she smiled. She tried to look at the driver but the mask around his face made it difficult for her

"I'm James. Mr. Jackson has asked me to pick you up Ms. Zoey", she nodded charmed by Jackson's effort.

The car left for its destination and she looked out of the window.
London was indeed beautiful.

She wanted to look ahead to where she had to go, looking back wasn't an option.

"Ma'am would you mind if i played some songs?", he wasn't British she could tell from his mixed accent.

"Go ahead. I could use some music"

"This is my favorite playlist it would strike at your soul", her smile disappeared at his words

Some things scratch the surface while others strike at your soul and sweetheart this will rip you soul out.

She shivered at the memory

I love you much
It's not enough
You love blow and I love puff

The song started from the middle but she knew it too well. It was too familiar

"Can you please change the song?", she asked him but in return got no response.

Suddenly the car felt a lot more suffocating, her hands immediately moved to door. Even though she knew it was locked she still took her chances.

"Can you please stop it?", she tired again, voice mixed with discontent and anxiousness.

"You seem anxious Ma'am. Pouring a little music to your soul will surely sooth your mood", his sickly sweet voice ignored her previous comments.

The song changed and her breath was caught again.

Hozier's voice echoed through the car making her dizz.

This can't be happening.

She repeatedly muttered in her mind, pinched herself twice to somehow make it all a terrible dream.

When the car abruptly came to a halt she looked around.

"Red Light", she whispered to herself, her body moved in an instant.

Opening the car door she sprinted into the opposite direction. Stumbling a little when her heel got caught in her dress.

"Fuck", muttering she resumed her escape plan. Occasionally she looked behind to see of she was being followed and to her relief there was no one.

Sitting on the side of the pavement she took deep breaths.

"Focus on your breathing", she tried to mimic her mother's voice but it was of no use, all she could remember was.