Thanks to Lindsey7618 for editing this chapter for me.
"You'll never walk alone," Neil muttered to himself as he turned to look in the back. He just shook his head as he walked on the empty sidewalk. "I'm not afraid of the dark. It's just I'm tired."
He didn't know where he was, so he was a little afraid but not much. He placed an arm around his face because the rain started to get heavier and it was a little hard to see. It seemed that it was getting into a storm from the looks of it.
Neil wasn't too pleased with this- he should've called Theresa to pick him up from the cool party he was at but he was pretty sure that she would have refused. He wondered why there were no people on the sidewalk but it was dark outside. You'll never walk alone.
What does that mean? he thought as he moved slowly into the rainstorm- and the wind. His dreams were tossed and blown when his agent said that his model career was over. He sighed and felt like stopping but he urged himself to continue through the storm.
Is this crazy storm going to ever stop… oh wait! I thought a golden sky appeared but it must have been my imagination, thought Neil bitterly as he shielded his eyes from the rain. He thought he would die in this miserable storm but no- suddenly he did see a golden sky not too far away so he just smiled weakly. As he was getting near the golden sky he felt a soft hand pressing on his shoulder. He turned to the person who laid a hand on his shoulder.
It was Theresa. She smiled. "You'll never walk alone, Neil. Never again, I promise you."
From that day Neil had never walked alone, never again…