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-ASH-
“Jesus Christ, Ashton. How did you get this?” Mr Roger almost screams, so the customers turn their heads to us.
Well, I couldn’t do anything to hide my black eye, or my bloody nose and bottom lip. Shit. This is how I feel and how I look.
I’m trying to act like it doesn’t bother me, but it still hurts.
“We have to take you to the hospital.” Mr Roger says as he’s still checking my face.
“No. I’ll be fine.” I say but I can’t help groaning to the pain.
“Fine? Ashton, have you looked at your face? Because it’s not fine at all.”
I try to convince him that everything’s alright, but after the library goes all empty, he grabs my hand and gets me to his car.
“Yes Daria. I’m taking him to the hospital … No I don’t know what happened.” he says to his phone. He sounds nervous. Ms Daria’s voice sounds so sad. I didn’t mean to worry them.
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There’s an awkward silence during the car ride, until he decides it to break it.
“I’m very concerned about this situation Ashton. I want this to stop.” he says as if it’s all my damn fault.
“Don’t you think that I want the same?” I ask him furiously.
“Well, you always say that and you always get yourself in trouble.” he says all serious.
“I’m being honest to you sir. It wasn’t my fault.” I say and turn my head back to the car window.
“You’re telling me that just a random stranger came and hit you like that?”
“Well, I don’t know the guy and I’ll keep it that way. He just got mad because … I k-kissed his girl.” I say quietly.
There’s a small pause between us.
“I don’t know Ashton. Maybe we could take you to see a therapist or something.” he says and sighs.
“A what? I’m not sick. Why would you do that? You don’t trust me, right?” I whimper.
He doesn’t respond and takes another sigh.
“I just want the best for you. Both Daria and I.” he looks straight in my eyes which causes me chills. “Let’s go to the hospital for now.” he says as he stops the car in the hospital’s parking lot.
As we both step in the building, I feel terribly anxious. I feel cold sweat dropping on my forehead. I also notice patients with such problems worse than mine.
Mr Roger seems to know exactly where we should go, and he finally knocks a door until a middle-aged man — maybe a bit older than Mr Roger — shows up.
“Roger? Oh my God. It’s been so long.” the doctor says cheerfully and grabs him in his tight embrace.
“I know Pete. So long. But, I’m here for Ashton.” he says and points at me.
I swallow the lump in my throat and crack my knuckles.
“Sit down young man. Seems you’ve been in a lot of trouble. I didn’t know you had a son Roger.” he says and makes me feel like I have butterflies in my stomach.
“No. He’s not my son. But, I care about him like a son.” he says smiling, causing me a stupid grin on my torn lips, as I make myself comfortable on the patient’s bed.
I like the way he said that. I think.
I try not to think about the pain, but I keep wincing as he’s touching my face.
“I’m sorry kid, but I have some bad news for you. Your nose is broken. And your lips aren’t in a better position. You need an operation. Today.” he says without taking a breath.
What the hell? How did I let a guy break my nose? Dammit. I feel terrible. Like my head is about to explode. And now I have to spend the night here because of him.
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“You can come to my place” I text Emma back, as she just told me that she needs to see me.
I’m not sure if I still want to associate with this girl anymore, so I guess when she comes I can make that clear.
I still feel pain from all the damn stitches, but at least it’s all over now and I’m back home.
After twenty minutes, Emma shows up in my front door.
As I open it, she widens her eyes.
“Oh my God. I’m so sorry.” she says as if she’s about to cry and then hugs me.
I finally wrap my arms around her waist and try to comfort her.
“I’m so sorry Ashton. I never wanted this to happen. I should have told you earlier.” she says and wipes her fresh tears. Is she really that sad?
“But, you didn’t.” I respond sharply. Even though, I don’t mean to sound rude.
“You’re right. You are damn right. And I’m sorry.” she says in a shaky voice.
“Why are you here Emma? Why aren’t you with your b-boyfriend?” I say and try my best not to make a grimace of disgust.
“He’s not my boyfriend,” she responds quickly.
“No more.” she adds. “I just wanted to come to see if you’re fine.”
“As you can see I’m perfectly fine.” I say sarcastically.
She looks down. I want her to feel bad about all this. I don’t know why. I just can’t help it.
“Can I stay here?” she says leaving me kind of speechless. Why would she want that?
Therefore, I just shrug and let her enter my bedroom. I give her one of my pajama pants to wear.
“I’ll go to sleep on the couch.” I say as I turn around and let her change.
“No Ashton. Lie here with me.” she says as she has already made herself comfortable in my bed.
For some reason, I lie next to her and wrap my arm around her in a cuddle. She turns around to face me and gives me a small smile. I don’t smile back.
I swear she’s staring at my lips. But I can’t tell if she does that because she feels pity for me. My lips look like a mess.
She raises her head a little bit, just to catch my lips. I don’t make any move at first but, I finally give in her kiss.
I feel completely no emotions through all this moment. My feelings are really fucked up, and I have no idea what to do, or what I want anymore.
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-MIKE-
My lips are still pressed to this girl’s lips, and my hands are moving up and down all over her body.
“Oh Mike,” she whispers in my ear as I am sucking the skin of her neck.
“Say my name,” she says with a small moan as she’s still grinding her bare body on mine.
I act as if I didn’t listen and continue to kiss her lips. I slip my tongue in her mouth, and as she’s about to do the same, she pulls over.
“Say my name, Mike.” she says with a grin which soon fades.
I am looking at her, open-mouthed and then immediately closing it. Fuck it. What is her name? I can’t even remember. All I remember is seeing her in that club and started flirting with her, and then we just ended up in her place.
“Oh my God. I’m so stupid.” she says and immediately stands on her knees, and getting out of bed. She grabs her clothes and puts them on.
“What did you expect from an one-night stand honey?” I say with a smirk.
“Get out of my house.” she shouts at me, pointing the front door. Her eyes start going red.
I get up, searching for my clothes. I can’t even find any words to say at this moment.
“Sorry.” I say as I’m putting on my shoes.
She laughs sarcastically at me “Oh, I’m sure you are honey.“
She opens the door before I do, and slams it hard when I finally go out.
This has happened a lot of times in my life.
And honestly, I don’t care about her. We just had sex. What does she think? That we’re going to be boyfriend and girlfriend?
But deep down, I think that I want to find someone to know that I’ll care and have a serious thing.
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As soon as I enter Cal’s home, the first thing I want is a shower. When I walk into the living room, I notice that Lucas is also here. They are talking about something — maybe fascinating, because they haven’t noticed me yet.
“Hey guys,” I say and they both turn their faces at me and just nod and then, continue their talk. Alright then.
I make quick steps, until I walk into the bathroom and take a shower. After that, I finally wear some new clothes. A black skinny jeans and a Sex Pistols t-shirt. Yes, I love the Sex Pistols.
When I walk into the living room, I see they’re still talking non-stop.
“What are you talking about so passionately?” I ask them all curious.
“Have you heard about this fight that happened a while ago?” Calvin says.
“No. What fight?” I ask as I make myself comfortable on the couch.
“The night after we played our concert, two guys got in a serious fight. I’ve heard that one of them passed out, bleeding.” Calvin says and all of a sudden I feel a terrible ache in my stomach.
All I can think of, is Ashton. Did he cause that? I just hope he’s fine.
“Hey, are you alright?” Lucas asks giving me a concerned look.
I simply nod.
I have to find him. But how? I don’t even know where he lives or his phone number.
But there’s another one question that I have. Since when I care about Ashton so much?
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i hope you did not find that boring. And just to make it clear, nothing more happened between emma and ash.
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