SHE - HS

CHAPTER 27: Two Ghosts

Monday came around the corner very quickly, I almost forgot laney was coming into town. She didn't get in til 2 so I did some school work at beachwood before I had to go get her. I got there at around 12 and got a free coffee from work as a worker 'discount'. I found an empty table near the side and sat my stuff there. I ran to the bathroom super quick and when I got back I saw someone sitting at my table.

He was wearing a black sweatshirt with black running shorts. His hood was up so I couldn't see his face. That was, until he turned to look at me.

His dark complexion mixed with his blonde hair that fell in front of his face and once he saw me his eyes widened, showing his dark brown eyes.

No no no no no.

"Hi Ro," River says to me. I quickly walked over to the table and picked up my things before breaking down in front of him. Just as I start to collect all my things his hand stops me. I yank it away and continue to grab things. "Can we just sit and talk, please?" he asks.

"No," I tell him quietly, keeping my head down to avoid his face.

"Why not?"

"Because there's nothing left to say," I say, trying to talk out of the store, but I am stopped by his hand again. I turn to look at him. I could tell he truly wanted to sort things out, but what he said still hurt me and I wasn't ready to talk about it.

"Who was that guy at your apartment?" He asked me.

"Let go of me," I ordered him through my teeth. I didn't want to do this, not today. I tried yanking my arm from again, but his grip grew tighter on me. I looked back at him through the tears that were coming out of my eyes now.

I was trapped.

"Please Rosie," he begged.I wanted to refuse but I didn't have a choice anymore. He had a hold of me, literally. I shut my eyes tight preparing for this talk as much as I could. Just before I gave up, I heard a voice come from the side of us.

"Is everything okay over here, Ro?" Jo asked. I look at her and she sees the tears in my eyes. Her eyes widened at the sight of them.

"Everything is fine," River tells her but she continued to look at me. I told her with my eyes I needed to get out of there. Thankfully, she understood.

"Okay, well Josh needs to see Ro in the back super quick, she'll be right back out," she tells River now. I look over to River who is now looking at me, I nod saying I'll be right back as he lets go of me. Jo grabs my hand and pulls me in the back room.

"There's a door right by the freezer in the back, go out that door and it will take you right to your car,"she directs me while holding onto both my shoulders. I nod to her and give her a hug as a thank you just before I follow her direction and leave the store. I jumped into my car and drove off as quickly as I could. I thought for a second if I should go over to Jack's like he told me to when I needed to get away, but he was the last person I wanted to see. I would've gone to harry's but I wasn't sure if that was the best idea because of what he said last time we saw each other. The only people I've talked to and told that situation about were Ella and Laney, and they both said to dump jack. I liked Jack a lot, and I would never want to hurt his feelings, but maybe they were right.

Once I got to my apartment I quickly walked right inside and threw myself onto my bed and cried. I felt so trapped in the middle of everything. I hated it, I just wanted it all to stop. I just needed to talk my mind off of everyone and everything for three seconds. I sit up and look in the corner of the room to see a plastic bag. I walk over and grab it, seeing all my paints, brushes, and canvases that I was going to use with harry. I smile at them and decide it was a better time than ever to start my passion again. I grabbed an old towel and spread it across my kitchen floor. I poured out all my paints and brushes to seperate them. I grabbed a paper plate and some water and set them next to everything. The last thing I needed to do was find something to paint. I pulled out my phone and went to my photos and found the perfect one. I set it down and started painting. As I painted the beautiful scenery, I couldn't help but think of harry. I mean, he was all I ever thought about now. Ever since I met him I couldn't help but think of how good of a person he was. He knows exactly what to say and when to say it all the time. How can he do that? I honestly never thought it was possible. I picked up my phone and went into spotify and searched for something I had a feeling I would regret later on.