5 years later
It had been awhile since I've seen her. Everything was the same though, bubbly personality, bright blonde hair, and high pitched voice the same Misa Misa as before. I must have looked crazy staring at the shorter blonde in front of me, and I quickly turned away trying to avoid her and fight the overwhelming feeling swelling inside me.
"Christine?" I heard the all too familiar voice ring out and before I knew it i was caught in a large, bone crushing bear hug. After she had released me and I had caught my breath I could only greet her with a smile, barely managing to choke out a greeting before excusing myself to the restroom.
Rushing past the set crew I grabbed my bag off the table trying to keep the tears in as a flood of memories started to pour back into my mind, memories that were only filled with pain and regret. Grabbing the cold steel handle of the door and opening it just a crack, big enough to squeeze my thin frame through, I rushed into the restroom. Looking at my reflection in the mirror I wiped away the smeared eyeliner and mascara quickly reapplying it for the photo shoot, not wanting to bother the makeup artists again. Taking out my comb and eye drops I ran the small portable sized comb through my long dyed auburn hair and applied eye drops to my eyes to keep the green eye contacts moisturized. Though before I could leave to return a sudden flashback of a certain someone came into my mind.
"If the eye contacts hurt you then why wear them? Besides your eye color looks fine." I stumbled backwards into the wall behind me and slumped onto the ground. What does it matter anyways they said that a while ago and now they're gone. A sudden rush of anger hit me and I threw the eye drops at the mirror. "Damn it just damn it all, it took me so long to recover from that...and now after seeing someone from back then I lose control?!" I could only shout into the empty space around me trying to fight back the sea of memories that began to overcome me. No I'm no longer the same person I was before. I've changed, I'm successful, famous even, and I'm not going to give into those painful memories, but before I knew it my knees were against my chest and I dropped my head into my knees.
The sea of memories consumed me. My makeup that I had just reapplied was now ruined, but I couldn't care less. I was drowning, suffocating in my emotions and memories of the past.
-Authors note: Sorry bout not updating, and I hope this chapter isn't to confusing I couldn't think of anything ... Anyways please R&R