Feel Again (Blake Griffin)

2. Cloud 9

Blake's POV

"Holy shit, you have to sleep right now." I started running around, getting things ready for bed. I planned on doing everything I could to get her to sleep.

"Blake, I'm fine." She replied sternly.

"No you aren't!" I barked, starting to get emotional. The sudden raise in my voice made her shutter. I instantly regretted it, tears pricked her eyes.

"Why is it that everytime I see you I break down? I've held it together this entire time. Then I see you and I cry. Why?" She brought her knees into her chest. I sat down on the bed and lifted her on to my lap, hugging her.

"No! Get off of me! I hate you! Why?! Why do you always make me feel this way?! I hate you!" She screamed, attempting to shove me off of her. I did as my mom told me, held her, refusing to let go. Finally she gave up falling asleep in my arms. I went from my sitting up position to laying down. Her head on my chest. For the first since she came to LA she looked peaceful....happy. I kissed her forehead.

"Goodnight, angel." I said before drifting off into my own dreams all of them involving her.

Ash's POV

THE NEXT MORNING

I woke up without a fight for the first time in what seemed like forever. Blake's arms were wrapped around me still. I looked up at the devil in disguise, seeing that he was asleep and knowing him, wasn't waking up anytime soon, I went to my Vera Bradley suitcase, opened the small pockets. "There they are." I said to myself. I opened the plastic bag, grabbing a blunt. I grabbed my lighter and perfume to hide the scent that would soon be all over my clothes and went out to the balcony. I made sure to shut the door behind me so the smell wouldn't lure into the house. No one knew I smoked and they weren't about to find out now. I put the blunt in between my lips and lit that shit. I inhaled and exhaled a few times before the high began to take over. Soon the blunt was gone and I was on cloud 9. I sprayed the perfume all over myself and walked back inside. Blake was just waking up.

"Good morning." I smiled.

"Well you're in a good mood." He said suspiciously.

I giggled. He narrowed his eyes at me. Shit, he knows. I felt my face turn bright red.

"Why the fuck are you high?" He questioned.

Fuck. I quickly returned from my high. His tone of voice sobering me up very quick.

"It's the only way to get away from the pain." I said emotionless.

"Where is it?" He's questioned further.

"What?" I questioned back.

"Where's the weed?" He asked sternly.

Shittttttttt.

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I'm so pissed Deandre isn't in the all star game. And Blake had to get surgery so he's out for a few weeks hopefully Spencer can step up.