Repeating History

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"Is Sarah here with you?" I start changing the subject, I remember Sarah telling me that she was a quite close friend to Ellie - Family friends is what she described it.

Emily shakes her head vigorously as she closes her eyes, her eyeshadow detailed and dramatic with her long black eyelashes, "No. I'm here other my boyfriend actually."

My eyes slightly open wide, "You have a boyfriend?" I squeal girlishly, "Oh my gosh, shut up! Who is it?"

"You know him." She smiles, "I wouldn't have met him if it wasn't for you, Isabelle."

"M-Me?" I point to myself confused, "You met your boyfriend because of me?"

What the hell? This didn't add up. The only place where I went with Emily before was when we had visited Zach in the WaterVale Hospital- oh shit.

My palms become shaky and my body starts to feel heated by the anxiety I have inside of me at the moment. If I'm thinking who I'm thinking as Emily's new boyfriend, I sure hope to God that nothing does bad tonight. And by bad, I mean 'I hope no one gets killed.'

"Oh look, there he is now." Emily beams as she points towards the entrance of the house, my vision darts to a tall, muscular figure. Probably the same height as Chase but defiantly having a more scary vibe. The room felt paralysed, like we have all witnessed someone so evil that we couldn't help but keep an eye on them just so they don't do something bad.

Chase's voice suddenly repeats in my mind;

"You're not going to be safe with me. That's all."

I scoff, "And you think that I'll be safe by myself?"

"Princess, you just need to stay away from me and everything will be okay. I promise."

I wipe a tear away, "Some promises tend to break." I sniff.

The ends of his mouth twitch into a soft smile, "Well this one one won't."

Chase told me to stay away from him to be safe, and I am... but what if the enemy comes to me? What do I do then?

Regardless if I'm with him or not, I'm not safe. This world isn't a safe place and people are hard to trust. Maybe that's why people prefer to be stayed alone by themselves.

The icky feeling inside my stomach that make it twist and turn and the fear in my eyes indicate it was truly him coming my way. Dean.

As he approached closer, I couldn't help but widen my eyes how horrifying he looked, I mean, this man killed someone for crying out. Ellie was innocent and she wasn't to blame for anything, even though I didn't know her personally or at all, judging by the story, she was just an ordinary girl.

The horrific expression that Chase had displayed as he talked about the night of the murder and how he mentioned Dean's name for the first time truly caught me off guard. I didn't know what to feel except genuine horror.

As I catch Dean's stormy grey eyes, the ends of his lips had tugged into a devious smirk as if he was the monster under a little girl's bed.

"E-Excuse me." I shakingly spoke dismissing myself from Emily and vanishing off into the crowd.

I needed to be with someone and stay with them, but I don't know anyone from this goddamn party except Zach (who I cannot find anywhere), Emily (the girl who is basically now dating the murder of her step sister), and Dean (the man who down right terrifies me), now which one should I go to? Oh right, NEITHER.

Exploring the massive home where people already started becoming drunk and making out with strangers, my feet traveled from room to room just hoping to escape Dean if he had saw me.

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