Bad Influence

3.

There was nothing on tv and Ash had been gone for about three freaken hours and I was bored.  My phone vibrated and I realized I had gotten a text. 'Whatcha  doing today? ~Ollip'. This is my best friend and I really didn't want to lie to her but it was just too soon.

'I'm not feeling well, so I'm staying in.' My phone buzzed within 10 seconds after my message sent.

'Oh my! I'll be over in about 10 min.'

'No! That's okay I'm really contagious. & I don't want you to catch it. I gtg love u'

'Alright but you sure?'

'Yea, I'm ok. Ttyl'

That was close, Ollip did not like Ash     AT ALL. She hated him. I don't know, they just never got along.

I made my way threw the apartment. There were a lot more doors than I thought. I opened one which turned out to be another bathroom. This bathroom was huge and so pretty! The sunken bathtub was giant and so was the shower. It looked like about 5 people could fit in each. There were two sinks with a full body mirror in between the them. And two doors on each side that led to private toilets. I couldn't resist. I had to bathe in here.

I twisted the two knobs to turn on the water and the tub began to fill up. I noticed a third nob so I pressed it and water waterfalled down the glass like wall into the tub like a fountain.

Ash was right, sometimes I am a little kid and I showed it as I dumped tons of soaps and bath gels to make the water bubbly.I looked all over for where a towel would be and finally found one in one of the sinks' cabinets. 

Once the tub finally filled up I slipped out of my clothing and slowly stepped in.

~ Ash's P.O.V. ~

I had a few deals to make, pick up something for Karsen, and then I had to go see my uncle. Uncle Rino ran the whole drug business I was in. Everyone in the family knew and it was just something that was there but no one really acknowledged. My family has been rich for decades and the way you made your money was your business and no one else's . My father took over the family business that we were known for in a positive way. He was the owner of some Co. type shit that my great great grandfather past down to my great grandfather and so on. I didn't really know and I didn't at all care. My dad can crawl in a fucking hole for all I care.

Anyways, after I made my drops I headed to Uncle Rino's place. It was a mansion, just like everyone else's house in my family. I made my way up the driveway and parked in my normal spot.

"Ayeee! My boy Ash! Making me money huh boy?" Uncle Rino bellowed as he pulled me into a hug. I began to laugh.

"Yes, Uncle Rino. How are you ?" He has been there for me ever since the tragedy and even before as a father figure my dad could never be. He had never had children of his own so I guess I just fit.

"I can't complain, Ash. I cannot complain," his hazel eyes looked around," now where is your aunt? That woman I swear. Marcella !" Aunt Marcella was one of the most beautiful woman I think there is alive. She was creole and her light golden skin, green eyes, long jet black hair, and defined facial structure made any man drool.

"There she goes." Uncle Rino and I watched as she walked down the staircase. Her silky hair, which she parted right in the middle, cascaded slightly past her hips.

"Hey my baby," her voice was a little raspy.

"Hi Aunt Marcella. How have you been lately ?" I asked.

"I've had a slight cold. That's why I'm still in my night clothes. Other than that me a your old gramps of an uncle have been fine,"her laugh was soft. I hadn't even noticed that she was in fact dressed in light orange silk pajamas.