Chapter 12

It was chilly outside, and Corey hugged himself as he glared at the cars zooming past, also oblivious to him. Who do I have to be to get noticed?Was Corey Evans, pop star, all he was anymore? Without a screaming fan or a breathless girl nearby, did he cease to exist? What had he been before all this had started? And would he ever get that person back again?

The door behind him opened a second time, but he didn’t turn around. Probably Butch, relieving Sam so the other bodyguard could finish his dinner. Corey shivered in the night air and wondered how far he could run before he was tackled by the guards. He wondered if he just broke away right now, how far would he make it before he was dragged back? Shit,would they even notice I was gone?