End of Heartache

Lauren sat at the bar, watching her two friend Lily and Steph play pool. The pair of them were bent of the pool table, eyeing up a shot they could take--no doubt trying to drive the two men crazy, which they had been chasing all night. She leaned her back against the bar, silently hating the fact that the bar stool she was sitting in didn't have a back to it. The corner of the bar was digging into her spine. She smirked as she saw one of the men place a hand on the lower back of Lily, causing her cheeks to flush bright red. She brought her Long Island Ice Tea to her lips and took a sip of it.

Sooner or later someone came and sat at the bar stool next to her to order a drink. She allowed herself to glance in the direction of the person. She smiled and looked away, not wanting to cause an interaction to start. Lauren was the quiet type of girl. It also didn't help that her endeavors of love had end quite horribly over the past couple of years. There seemed to be a rain cloud constantly following her, causing trouble in every little area of her life. So, instead of being brave and getting back out there, Lauren continued just to play it safe. She hung out with her friends and kept her nose down in her studies.

Lauren kept feeling like there were eyes on her--more than usual. She raised an eyebrow to herself, her eyes still glued to her friends at the pool table in front of her. Steph walked over, slipping into he seat next to her. She leaned in and whispered to Lauren, "That guy next to you and his friend are staring. You should say something."

Lauren immediately shook her head, letting a small, melodic laugh escape from her lips. "No fucking way, no way. You know how my luck is. I'll get turned down in a split second, Stephanie." After Stephanie got up and resumed her game, Lauren turned around in her seat to order another drink. She raised her hand slightly, catching the bar tenders attention. "Hey, can I get a double shot of Fireball, please?"

After the bar tender nodded, Lauren couldn't shake the uneasy feeling. There was a pit in her stomach and she felt as if something was wrong. She ran a hand through her blonde hair, hoping that the extra shot would help calm her nerves.

Lauren finished her drink, turning to set it back on the counter. She look to her side, her eyes connecting with a pair of green ones a few seats down. She raised her eyebrow at the man, but he didn't look away. She smirked, raising her hand and giving him a small wave.

She tilted her head and swiveled out of her seat, making her way over to him. "Is there anything I can help you with or are you going to stare at me all night? Do I have something on my face?"

Lauren looked at the man in front of her, her hands trembled slightly. She internally prayed that he couldn't see the trembling of he limbs. He can't be talking about Jason... After her brother succumbed to his illness, she always swore she could feel his presence around her. When he was alive, he always did his best to protect her and keep her from making the wrong decisions.

After she gained her composure, she let out a small laugh. "I hope you don't creep every girl out that you meet. That's not gonna land you anywhere but in bed alone."

Lauren furrowed her eyebrows, feeling utterly confused. Here in front of her were two random men, those of which she had never even laid eyes on in her entire life. On top of that, they were both insisting that she had something or someone--who just so happened to apparently look a lot like her deceased brother--was following her.

She clamped her teeth down on to her bottom lip, "I'm not really sure what you are talking about, or trying to say... So maybe I should just leave y'all go I and go back to my drink."

Lauren reached out and took the items from him, her fingertips gently gracing his skin for a brief moment. Was she weirded out? Absolutely. But for some reason--some really stupid reason--she trusted him. A man that she knew for all about ninety seconds and she felt her self trusting him. She smiled and gave him a small nod. "I'll keep that in mind. Thank you."

She made her way back to her seat, immediately ordering herself another drink. The uneasy pit that was tied in her stomach was only getting worse by the minute.

Lauren finished her drink and decided to call it a night. She said goodbye to her friends and began to make her way towards the door. She gave the two men a small smile before leaving. As she made her way toward her car, she felt the overwhelming need to go and visit her brothers gravesite.

In hindsight she probably shouldn't have been driving, but as she pulled into the dim gravel lot of the cemetery, the knot in her stomach seemed to be pulling her out of her vehicle. She eventually found her self sitting at the end of her brothers grave, tears welling in her eyes. "Jason, please tell me that those dudes are fucking crazy and you aren't stuck here taking care of me... Just because mom and dad are gone too, doesn't mean that you can't cross over. I'm a big girl, Jase."

The longer Lauren sat there, the more uneasy she felt. She wiped furiously at her eyes and mumbled, "God I would do anything to have you back, Jase." With those words being uttered, a cold and unnerving chill blew across her. She looked up and looked past his head stone. A gleam of light and what seemed to be a pair of glowing red eyes glinted for a moment. She scrambled backward, kicking leaves and dirt up. "Who's there?" She called out.

Lauren dropped to the ground and covered her head, a small yelp escaped her mouth as she heard the booming of the gun. Her head was spinning and she wasn't quite too sure what was going on the the moment. Her eyes were wide as she lifted her head to look up at who was walking towards her. "What the fuck was that?!"

Lauren looked at them, her bottom lip quivering slightly. She pulled the color of her shirt away from her neck and dipped her hand under the fabric. She pulled the small chain up so that it was visible, revealing a class ring that was attached to it. "I-I have his but...." She shook her head "I have to keep it, it's all I have."