My sisters, bad boy

Chapter 29

Ashly's POV

I cry into my face like the little baby I am. I wish I hadn't fell for him. That I hadn't let myself fall for the bad boy. The cute, sexy, irresistible bad boy. The bad boy who took my heart. The one who said if I didn't go to this high school he'd be fine.

No he wouldn't.

Because he'd still go out with abby. because she's the prettiest, most popular girl in school. Because no guy can resist her.

Because he's my sisters, bad boy.

So here I sit, in the middle of the woods, crying softly so in case someone did hear, they wouldn't be able to find me. I knew Paul and Jacob would be searching for me, no matter if I told them not to in that note or not.

Oh yea.....the note.

It was practically my suicide note. I figured if just do everyone a favor and go in the woods and cut my throat.

I didn't do it.

I had the knife to my throat when I lost control and dropped it. And I leaned against a tree and cried again. That's where I am now.

I glanced over at the knife. I could easily make everyone happier by putting that blade to my neck and yanking it away. Which reminded me of abby.

Abby.....man I hate that girl. I knew she hated me. She didn't have to tell me for me to know that. She would love it if I don't exist. That would mean she would have Jacob all to herself. I'm sure they would both enjoy that.

Back to old times, huh?

I really did love Jacob. I really really did. I just hope he knows he's not the reason I'm doing this. Him and Paul were the only ones keeping me on this earth for this long. If I had never met either of them, if be dead ten years ago.

Then I started remembering stuff he said from years ago.

"Your....Ashely right?"

"It wasn't for you baby, other girls were staring. They can't keep their eyes off me like that for To long."

"Your pretty damn good at skateboarding."

"Make me."

"That I had to sleep with you."

"I can't go to sleep without holding something."

"Your leading on two guys."

"because it was you."

"Because your different. Your not like abby at all. Your not like anyone in that school. And I noticed because you dress out. Because your the one who isn't afraid of being yourself. Who wants to be different but thinks she's not. Who doesn't give a fuck what people think. You could care less.And....your beautiful. As if that one wasn't obvious. There is so much more to say about you."

"Hell ash.......I don't like you.....I love you."

I looked at the silver blade one more time. Before I get up, pick it up, and hold it to my wrist.

I slice and feel the pain. I know what it feels like now. It doesn't hurt that bad. So I hold it to my neck.

"I'm sorry Jacob."

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Jacobs POV

"We've been out here for a day Jacob. We need to call the cops." Paul said from the passenger seat. "We already called them once Paul. what the fuck more can they do than us?"

"Search dogs. come on dude, let them do their job."

"I'll drop you off at your house. I'm not giving up." I said gripping the steering wheel tighter.

I was a nervous a wreck. My hair was everywhere from me gripping it so hard. My eyes had dark circles around it. I couldn't sleep, I couldn't eat, I couldn't do anything but search for her. but look everywhere for her. I can't believe the note. I couldn't believe her. She is all I think about. Always on my mind.

But that didn't stop be from killing anyone in my way of her.

I drop off Paul and he calls the cops again. I drive off and go anywhere and everywhere. I drive way past the speed limit and soon get pulled over by a cop.

I pull over and tap my foot on the floorboard nervously. He walks to the side of my door. He put the bright flashlight in my face. which blinded me because it was pitch black outside. "I'm gonna need to see your license young man."

I yank it out and look at him as I hand him it. "Have you been drinking?" He asked.

"No. I've been driving around for a day straight looking for my missing girlfriend." I answered. "Ah.... I see. I've heard. I'm so sorry about that. But I promise you we will do anything we can to find her. But you need to go home and get some rest sir."

"I'm not going to do that." I said sternly looking back straight. He hands me my license back and tells me "you better slow your rate or I'll give you a ticket." He whispered before going back to his car.

He drives and I drive. I start to feel very very tired. I'm falling asleep. when my eyes close for a split second, I swerve off the road. I jump and take control back on the wheel. I yawn for the fortieth time and keep driving.

I pull over on the side of the road and decided that, unless I want I wreck, then I should pull over and get myself together. I grip my hair and begin to think. My back aches from sitting so long. My butts numb from sitting in this seat for nearly 24 hours straight. With no sleep.

I decided I needed To go for a walk.

There are only woods around me. It reminds me of a horror movie. But I'm not the killer. I keep my hands on my head to decided to walk in the woods or not. But only one thought comes to mind.

Could ash be there?

She could! she could be anywhere right now! I was desperate. I looked Into the woods and start walking.

I can hear the leaves crunch under my feet as I get further and further away from my truck.

I

Stop

Cold.

I hear the faint cries of someone in the distance. I knew it was ash. I had no doubt in my mind. I knew her cries from anywhere. So I slowly walk and make sure not to be too loud so I can hear her and follow it.

It gets louder and I get closer.

When I find her, I cry.

"I'm sorry Jacob."