bruised - cth

ch 13

ill continue on with this story. i hope the wait wasn't too bad, i have been quite busy and wattpad is dead.

oKAY THAT FIRST PART WAS LIKE 19 DAYS AGO BUT HI THISLL BE A FILLER OKAY

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twenty minutes passed. valerie was on the couch, her knees pulled up to her chest and her head keep down. the thought of her and luke being a thing, or him liking her even though she clearly hates him, was a thing she wanted to get rid of.

the door opened, and she happily saw her brother.

he wasn't smiley and dimpley, he looked sad and looked like he had tears welling up in his eyes not too long ago.

"ashton," valerie pursed her lips as she got up to hug him, "im okay. everything's okay." she mumbled as she slowly wrapped her arms around his torso. "what's wro- is it because of me being sad or what luke and cal and stuff have told you? im fine, im okay, ashton, prom-"

"yes, actually." he said, kissing the top of her head before he pulled away from her arms to look at her. "you didn't break your clean streak, did you?" he was clearly very worried. valerie was his main priority and didn't like her hurt.

"oh," she paused for a moment to see his facial expression. he cared so much, it made her so happy. "no, no i didn't. im okay."

ashton smiled at her for a few seconds until it faded. he walked from her and into the kitchen. "val," he said, "i care about you a lot. tell me whatever, okay? it seems kinda odd, though, since they are really good friends. i can still be a dick to them,"

valerie laughed quietly, flipping a small piece of hair that was blocking her vision. "no, no. it's okay. i can handle it. i am an adult, ashton."

"but," he stuck out his lower lip, turning to face her, "you're still really important to me and my little sister that i love very much, okay?"