The Trip ( A Mashley Fan-Fiction )

Chapter 34

Ashley's POV

I looked down at the picture of Mitch and I on my phone background as tears welled up in my eyes. "Everything was just fine before he came along." I muttered.

I wished he was as helpless as he was when we first met, no, I wish we could start things over again. Everything is broken now, everything.

Walking into the cafeteria I gripped my left hand on my stomach, maybe I was just hungry. I grabbed a apple along some orange juice walking over to the lady at the register, "Good morning." She spoke. "Morning! How are you today?" I asked as she smiled. "I'm good thank you." I handed her my five dollars as she gathered out my change. "Have a great day." She smiled as I smiled back, "You two." I said.

Walking out of the cafeteria I sighed, Mitch will eventually choose Chloe over me I already know he will. She means more than him than I do, I can tell.

Mitch's POV

"Jerome staph!" Chloe laughed pushing him off the couch.

We all were thirteen at the time, back then things were complicated. Chloe and I would always hide away in Jerome's basement, hiding from the cruel world.

"Ow! Chloe!" Jerome whined gripping his lower back.

"Oh you baby!" Chloe laughed at him. I sighed laying flat on the hard concrete floor, "Mitch?" Jerome questioned.

"Hmm?" I mumbled.

"What's wrong?" Jerome asked.

"Everyone has forgotten what today was." I sighed.

"Today's Saturday!" Jerome exclaimed as I shook my head.

"Even you don't remember see." I sighed looking at Chloe.

Chloe sat in some sweat pants along with a purple sweatshirt. "Today was my birthday." Jerome shook his head.

"No that's next week!" Jerome exclaimed as Chloe stood up.

"I need a smoke." She exclaimed as Jerome looked at her.

"That's going to kill you." Jerome said as I pushed myself up.

"I'll come with you." I said as Jerome looked at me.

"Mitch don't start that! That will kill you eventually!" Jerome exclaimed as I nodded.

"Good." I pulled open the basement door for Chloe as we walked out into the snowy cold.

"My mom gets these for me, she says she doesn't care about my personal health." Chloe sat down on one of the sleds sitting outside pulling out her carton of cigarettes.

"It's my birthday today too, but no one seems to care about me." Chloe sighed handing me a cigarette. I reached into my pocket for my lighter as I lit the cigarette.

"You think we'll ever find anyone that cares Chloe?" I questioned as she shook her head.

"I'm not planning on lasting that long." Chloe lit her cigarette.

"I care about you Chloe." I spoke as she blew out some smoke.

"We can care for each other." Chloe said turning towards me.

"I mean I guess." I said as Chloe laughed.

"What you don't want me watching your booty?" Chloe sighed.

I shook my head, "I just don't want to worry you, that's all."

"Mitch, you always worry me." She pulled back her sweatshirt sleeve itching at the multiple gashes on her right wrist.

"Your going to rip them open again." I threw my cigarette bud aside placing my left hand on her wrist.

"Maybe I want to rip them open." Chloe sighed.

"Then your assuring it will turn into a scar, you don't need those on your beautiful body." I spoke as Chloe whipped her head towards me.

"You want to come inside now? My mom made dinner." Jerome said popping his head outside.

"Not hungry." Chloe muttered as Jerome huffed.

"My moms going to notice something's wrong if you don't eat, she already tells Mitch he's too skinny." I pushed myself up reaching my left hand out to grab Chloe's right hand pulling her up.

"Why I'm not afraid to tell her I don't eat, not my problem I have anorexia." Chloe huffed.

Jerome sighed, "Fine don't eat!" Jerome walked upstairs as I turned towards Chloe.

"We can share a plate, how's that sound?" I questioned as Chloe shook her head.

"Come on Chloe you know I would rather than eat as well but Jerome's mom makes great food actually." Chloe sighed.

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Chloe waved Eddie off as she turned towards me tears welled up in her eyes, "The way Eddie phrased it he said you were practically dead. He doesn't like you I guess." Chloe sighed sitting down.

"I don't like myself at the moment I don't blame him." I spoke as Chloe shook her head.

"You've never stopped hating yourself have you?" Chloe looked down.

"Ashley hates me, because of what happened." I sighed.

"Yea, I don't even remember that night. I wish you hadn't moved off to Canada, I wonder what our life would have been like if you hadn't of left." Chloe looked up at me as I shook my head.

"You would be in Sara's position, Sara killed herself because of me remember?" Chloe shook her head.

"You didn't do anything, she killed herself, she made her own choice." I sighed closing my eyes.

"You need to stop caring for me Chloe."

"I finally stopped smoking, like six years later."

"Chloe, I want to make things right with Ashley, I can't do that if your still in the picture."

"Oh, so this is goodbye then right?" Chloe's face became numb and emotionless.

"I turned my head away from Chloe, I love you Chloe. I always have, but-" I turned my head to see Ashley standing there tears welled up in her eyes.

"Mitch?" Ashley stuttered as Chloe turned around in her seat.

"No! This isn't what it looks like!" I gasped out.

Ashley shook her head, "No I see, I knew you'd pick her over me!"

"Actually he was saying-" Chloe started as Ashley cut her off.

"Fucking cunt find your own boyfriend." Tears ran down Chloe's face as she pushed herself up pushing past Ashley rushing out the door.

"Goodbye Mitch." Ashley spoke as I shook my head.

"Ashley please! Let me explain!" I shouted.

"No need! I didn't think you were this much of a man whore!" She shouted as I shook my head.

"Don't leave me, please." I felt tears run down my face.

"I hate you Mitch, I hate you so much." Ashley turned around and walked out.

I pushed myself up pulling the IV out of my arm, my heart began beating rapidly as my breathing intensified.

The panic attacks have returned.

My monitor began beeping loudly as I pushed myself out of bed only to collapse on the ground.