Using you

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Ashton dropped me off at my house at 11:00 pm.
I was 15 minutes late, but I don't think mom would get to mad at me.
Luke had taken Aggie home a little early because her parents had a strict curfew.
"Thank you so much, Ashton." I said.
"No problem."
We just kinda sat there in silence. I didnt want to get out of the car and leave Ash.
Even if i was gonna see him again.
"You ok?" He asked, taking my hand.
"Of corse." I laughed.
His long fingers were wrapped firmly and between my fingers.
It was comfortable.
And I felt safe.
Like nothing in the entire world could harm me.
It was just Ash and I.
"I better go now. I'm already kinda late. my mom is kinda strict about getting home in time."
"Ok. thank you for coming. I had a really nice time." he said, letting go of my hand.
"I had a nice time to."
I leaned over and wrapped my arms around his neck.
I heard a slight whisper in my ear as I pulled away.
"Huh?" I asked, confused.
"Nothing. bye."
I opened the door and got out as I got to the front door of my house I waved to Ashton.
"Drive safe."
He waved and drove away.
I opened the door and slid off my shoes, making the entry hall smell of feet.
As I was about to walk upairs, I heard voice in the kitchen.
"She's not safe Honey."
It was mom.
"She's just having fun. let her be." Dad said.
I creeped toward the kitchen, trying not to let the floor creek.
"The boy is using her. He is going to hurt her." mom was angry.
"It was an accident. he didn't know what he was doing. you can't blame an accident. she's been spending the whole week with him and she's fine."
I heard Dad pacing the floor.
"He's waiting for the opportunity to hurt her. I can't believe your standing up for him. I'm going to prove you wrong."
I tear slipped out of my eye and I stepped into veiw.
"Mom! You said you forgave him! It's not his fault! You betrayed me!"
All the anger came flowing out.
"Ananya..." mom started.
"I can't believe your blaming him. he is the one who brought me home from the hospital! He's the one who didn't judge me because I like something. you just tore me down!"
"Honey. you should go to bed." Dad said looking at the floor.
"No! I'm fucking out of here!"
I turn and ran before they could stop me.
I ran out the front door.
I just ran.
I was shaking in tears.
All the sadness just came out.
My legs were burning but I didn't care.
I ran for about 20 minutes when I finally came to a stop.
I sat on the curb of the street, sobbing.
I pressed my eyes into my knees trying to stop my shaking.
"You ok?" Said a voice.
I looked up.
It was Michael.
"Yeah I'm ok."
"You aren't ok."
"How did you know I was here." I asked confused.
I pointed behind me.
"You came to my house."
"I did? Sorry. I just ran." I sniffed my nose.
"Why did you run?"
I wiped the tears off my cheek, took a deep shaky breath and told him everything.
"You know what, I'm not good at the whole 'making the woman feel better' Ash is good at that, but if you want you can sleep on the couch in the family room."
"No no I cant. I need to get home."
"Well it's an open house so if you need anything, were here."
My phone buzzed and I looked down.

MOM:
YOU GET HOME RIGHT NOW! YOU ARE GOING TO PAY THE CONSEQUENCES!

"So about the whole sleeping on the couch thing, I'll take the offer." I said showing Michael the text.
he stood up giving me a hand.
I took it and went inside with him.

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