Finding Ford

Jas gives me a sympathetic look. She sighs heavily, long nails tapping against the wooden table, dodging the 'Missing' posters scattered all over the surface. "Maybe," she finally says, "Just maybe, he doesn't want to be found, Ava." I clench my jaw. "No. I refuse to believe that. He's not like that." "What do you kno...

PSYCHOTIC

"S-stay away from me." She stutters a whisper when she's backed up against the wall knowing there's no way it'll swallow her up. "W-w-why?" He replied with as smirk plastered on his face, mocking her. "M-move back, o-or I'll scream." A crazed laugh escapes his lips as her body is trapped between his and the wall. "Do...