by this stage, they were both crying.
molly due to telling the story and ashton knowing exactly what she was talking about.
"that's horrible molly, i'm so sorry." ashton said whilst wrapping his arms around her, pulling her into a tight embrace.
she softly sobbed into ashton's arms as all the memories came flooding back. as she tried to stop crying, ashton stroked her hair and kissed her head.
"i don't want you to go on if you're going to be upset darling." he softly said, hoping she would stay with him for another while.
"i'm fine, it's helping me in a way if i explain it to you."
ashton stroked her arm and motioned for her to tell her story.
"my dad came home later on. he was drunk as usual but he just kept asking where my mum was. i told him that she was dead, he didn't even look fazed. he looked at me and smiled. slowly raising his hand and cupping my cheek, then slapping it and before i even had time to let it sink in, he'd already started calling me all these names that i wouldn't have even of called him." her breath hitched in her throat as ashton sat with his mouth agape.
"he'd kicked me to the floor and then that slowly died down. he walked off to his room, leaving me in the middle of our kitchen floor. i ran to my room and packed my bags then left. i'd lived on the streets for 2 years but i'd still attended school, so i had my exams and stuff which came in handy. i then got a job and saved up for my flat and my mum had left some money to me in her will which also helped." molly forced a smile while ashton smiled back, his heart aching for the girl sitting in front of him.
"i haven't heard of or from my dad since that night. he didn't even try to look for me. thats what hurts the most."
"you're right, you know?" ashton looked her dead in the eyes.
"what do you mean?"
"he is an asshole." he replied smiling.
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okaaay so next chapter we're gonna hear more juicy info:-)
i hope this is interesting, it would be embarrassing if it wasn't lmao
but HOW CUTE ARE ASHTON AND MOLLY
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unhappy // afi
Fanfiction"i'm not happy." she whispered, feeling ashamed that she had told him. "yeah? tell me about you then."
