*Sequel to Him* She left 2 years ago. She left and it tore us apart. We graduated without her. We went on tour without her. I had a birthday without her, and soon to be another one. She is my sister and she was Michael's best friend, and Ashton's love and she left. Without us. So now we need to find her. And we will.


15. This Isn't Happening

I blink a few times and then relief and disappointment wash over me. It's just Spencer.

"I thought you were Trace." I manage to choke out. I wipe my eyes away.

"No it's just me. It should have been me." He says quietly. More tears stream down our faces. I grip his hand tightly. A normal person might wince at the force of it, but since he is holding mine in the same, I guess it evens out. When the service is over, there are only a few dry eyes, and they leave right after it is done. Trace was a very liked person.

We stay at the church and a boy with curly hair walks over to us. I can see he has dimples, and green eyes.

"Hey Cal. Cam." He nods to me. Calum looks at me and sees the panic in my eyes. I shake my head. This boy is watching me and his eyes fill with panic too.

"Hey Ashton." Calum says with some emphasis to tell me. Ashton. 

"You don't - You don't remember - remember me?" Ashton breathes out. The accident was a week ago. I barely remember what the school looks like. 

"I'm sorry. I need to go." I start to walk off but I start crying and I just go into a jog. I find an old park and sit on the swings. I start to scream and cry and wail like a two year old. This isn't fair. Trace is dead. He is dead. Gone forever only to leave us in a world of pain. And I don't remember Ashton. I didn't even have a feeling of recognition. 

This isn't happening.

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