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My Photo Wall

Backstory: This takes place in chapter four... so ya know.

Ashley's Point of View

I held one of my polaroid pictures in my hand softly, as I wiped tears from my eyes. I felt so lost and weak, my world came crashing down at my feet, and I couldn't do anything about it.

The love of my life, my (girlfriend/ boyfriend/lover), (Y/N), was gone. The photo in my hands was of them, the last photo I got of them. They had the biggest smile on their face, as it was coated with ice cream as we watched fireworks. This photo was the last time I had visited, the last time I got to hold them.

They were one of the many taken by... one of my best friends, Sal Fisher. That was one of the things the pained me the most. Sal was so kind and caring, yet killed almost everyone he knew. I tried so hard to see his point of view, he went on and on to the press about the crazy stuff that was going on in Neckfell. Hell, I've seen a bit myself with the bologna incident, but I still felt so... empty.

I was supposed to go on trail for him, to testify against him. But I wasn't fully sure I could even look at him. (Y/N) was so good, so sweet. They worked at an animal shelter. They wrote everyday to me since I was in college. They even tried to call me three hours before it happened, but I don't have my phone at the time.

I'm haunted and lost. I wanted to scream, I've even pulled at my hair for some type of relief. As I looked up from the photo in my hand, I turn to look at the wall behind me.

My photo wall.

I had pictures all the way back to freshman year in high school. Pictures of the whole gang having fun, going places, investigating. Pictures... of my (Y/N). I wiped at the tears on my face feeling heartbroken just looking at my memories. This life, this world was so unfair, the good die and the evil continue to haunt the world.

(Y/N) deserved better, a better ending, the ending I wanted to give them on the day I would've ask them to marry me. I looked at our ghost hunting pictures and came up with a plan. I would find my love one way or another. I'm going to Addison's and finding the truth.

As I grabbed my keys and walked out the door, I whispered, "I'm coming
(Y/N)"

(A/N if you want a part two let me know!)