Stained

Chapter One

Ashton

"Hurry up, Ashton!" Calls Anita Coal.
She's my toy.
I know that it sounds bad, but when I need a good bang, she's always there.
Tonight is one of those nights.
"Coming hot stuff." I say.
I see her laying on my bed, her cleavage is popping up extra today.
I make my way towards her, already taking off my shirt.
I like getting to the good stuff.
Shallow, I know, but it feels so good, and I mean I haven't found the right girl yet, but once I do, all of this man whore stuff will stop. Lucky for me, I haven't met that girl.
I kiss her.
Already bored.
I quickly strip her down, all she is wearing is some lingerie, which turns me on.
I quickly peel off the lingerie and kiss her all over. I like hearing their moans when I kiss them and do.... other things.
"Ashton." she moans loudly. Then she bites her lip and starts to kiss my neck.
I really have to stop doing this.
But it's so addicting.
So we continue throughout the night.

Madison

"Madison Aaron Clove, get down here right now!" I hear my mom yell.
"Yes mother?" I ask while I climb down the stairs. She is wearing latex gloves and is holding something clear and.....
"Is that a condem?!" I yell, mortified.
"Yes, and guess what? I found it in YOUR bathroom. Care to explain?" She says as she folds her arms.
"I would, but you'd say that I was lying anyway, so what's the point."
"Is. It. Yours.?" The asks sternly, unimpressed.
"It's not mine, I thought that you would know I'm a virgin, it's practically written on my forehead, mom." It's true. I am a virgin, I haven't even gotten to first base, let alone third.
She sighs.
I won this round.
"Okay honey, you're right, I bet it was your brothers."
Well that is unsettling.
"Okay kid, scram!" She yells playfully.
"Get some sleep, kid. You don't wanna look like a zombie for your first day of school, do you?" She says as she ushers me back up.
"Good night, mom." I yawn as I rub my eyes and walk lazily up the stairs and into my bedroom.
I slip on my super man pyjamas and head into bed, having already brushed my teeth.
I pull my white duvet and snuggle
under. So warm and soft, just what I need to get a good night sleep. Picasso hops on to my bed. Yes, I have a little kitten named Picasso. I got him just shy of a week ago. He's black, white, dark brown and a light caramel colour.
He's also super fluffy, which is nice for cuddling. Before I head off to sleep I plant a quick kiss on Picasso's head, and he returns it with a kiss on the nose. He's the sweetest little thing.

Ashton

Anita left some time last night because I wake up to see only me in bed.
I grumble and stumble out of my sheets. Last night was terrible. I kinda wish I'd settle down already, for heavens sake, high school is ending in two months.
And I'm some fucking sex addict.
Great job, Ashton
You've accomplished absolutely nothing.
I bathe and get dressed in a black T-shirt and dark blue jeans.
They're the first things I saw, so I just threw 'em on.
I live alone, which is pretty obvious since I wouldn't be banging girls under my parents roof.
My dad was a whore just like me, that's where I get it from.
He keeps on marrying these girls, that are like twenty years younger, gag.
Then again, I'm not much better.
I hop into my black Ferrari and speed off to school, clearly breaking the speed limit.
I'm from a wealthy family, so everything comes pretty easily, which is good.
For stuff.

Madison

I drive to school in my rusty old pick up truck. It's a pretty nice car, other than its old.
I'm wearing a navy blue tank top with light blue, ripped denim short shorts.
My short ebony coloured hair is flowing freely behind me as I roll down all of my windows.
This was my dads old truck, my mom wanted to sell it, get me a new car, but I wouldn't let her. It's the only thing that I have to remember him by. He died a couple months ago, yet it still hurts like hell. I miss his warm hugs, those kind green eyes. He was always so sweet.
I miss him.
My dark brown eye start to water.
I know that I can't bring him back, I know that he's much happier, grieving won't make him come back, Maddie.

I have very ordinary looks.
Just kidding.
I have a brown eye and a blue eye, which is why I'm always wearing dark tinted shades. Short dark ebony hair.I have moles under my eye and on the top of my lip. Olive skin and a small pointed nose. Cupid-bow lips, which are coated with a thin layer of lipgloss. I'm not wearing any makeup. Why would I need to? I don't have any acne.

I park in the student parking lot.
I'm not that worried, everything bad has already happened. Getting bullied would be the best part.
All eyes are on me. A flare of excitement surges through me for a split second. It feels kinda good.
I know that people aren't looking at me because of my eyes, with these shades, nobody can see my eyes.
It's weird when people are looking at me, like I'm something special, when honestly, I'm nothing but ordinary (making an exception for the super messed up eyes)
When I walk through the halls I can already hear the murmurs.
"Who's the new girl?"
"She's hella hot."
"And mysterious."
I walk to the principals office as I keep my shades on.
"Hey cutie, do you need you shades for a specific reason?" Asks a guy with a lip piercing and multi coloured hair.
"Hey shit, you wanna shut up, or do I have to do that for you?" I ask aggressively.
He just quirks up an eye brown and smirks while pretend zipping his omouth shut.
"Very good." I say in a playful voice.
"I'll see you around." He says as he walks away. I smirk. How arrogant.

I'm walking to Calculus.
"I'd tap that." Says a guy with sandy blonde hair. Before he gets a chance to slap my butt, I swivel around and grab his hand.
"Oh no you don't." I say trying to bite back my laugh. He raises up an eyebrow.
"I'm Ashton, you are?" He says as he steps closer.
"Madison." I say coldly.
"Can I take you home Maddie?" He asks as he pulls my waist close to his.
"I think you can find some other girl more than willing to do that, Ashy boy." I retort. He's probably a man hoe.
"I meant as a friend." He says slyly.
"Oh yeah, I'm so sure of that, Ash." I say as a swallow a laugh.
"Okay, but you know that it's inevitable." Says Ashton as he leans in. I take a step closer and place a finger on his chest and I grin.
"Wow, so this bad boy knows words that are longer than five letters." I start to clap my hands. "Great job." I say as I smile.
"Why would you think I'm a bad boy?" He asks in a knowing voice.
"It's practically written in your forehead." I say as I turn around.
He grasps my fire arm tightly.
"Your number is?" He says as he grins.
"I must be insane." I sigh as I hand him my phone and dial in my number in his.
"I'll see you later, Mad."
"I thought it was Maddie."
"Not anymore." He says as he lets go and heads into my same calculus class.