Why I love you

Last Night

Ashleigh's POV
Monday morning, 10am

I cannot believe Brad has gone and left me AGAIN! In the middle of America and I have no clue where he would go for me to try and find him. Honestly, this is literally a modern fairytale but it doesn't seem like its going to have any happy endings at this rate. I love Bradley so much and I only want whats best for him and he doesn't seem to understand that.

If he's gone back to those girls who have treated him like bird turd then he clearly is not right in the head. But being the person I am I need to go looking for him because yesterday I didn't and we all know what happened then. Where should I start looking though?
Okay I have an idea. I'm going to hunt down these girls, call the police and get them in jail for a long time because of how they abused my precious Bradley.

Thats it. Thats definitely what I'm going to do. But where do I start? Yes, I'll start with Bradley's family and ask all his closest members whether they know anyone called Madeline or Harriet. Hopefully they will if Brad says he's known them for a while.

Starting to walk out of the room, I grab my handbag and start piling in loads of stuff that I might need in case these vile girls try to do something to me as well as Bradley.
" I think this will be enough " I say to myself as slowly and quietly walk out of the door. I pile into the strangely over-crowed silver and gold elevator with people of all different shapes and sizes staring at me then back to my bag.
Maybe this wasn't a good idea, I mean Brad and I could both get seriously hurt If I continue with my adventure but I know that if I just sit in that hotel room waiting for him to come home, something equally as bad ( or worse ) will happen to him so its worth a good shot at it.
Overall, I am a black belt in karate if worse come to worse. I don't think I've actually told Brad that so hopefully he'll be really proud of me whilst I kick some bad girls ass.

After two buses and a cab, I reached the place where Bradley's Mum and Dad are staying. I'm really nervous because I've never actually met them and it will be horrible to greet them going:
Hello Mr and Mrs Simpson I'm Ashleigh, Brad's girlfriend. I'm afraid I have some terrible news. Bradley's been abused by some girls, and went out really late last night and hasn't returned. I just got a bit worried and wondered if I could speak to you?
Well isn't that a good conversation starter? Trying to calm my nerves I take two steps closer towards the door before taking another quick check of what I'm wearing hoping I didn't get any last minute stains on the way here.

Finally, I gather the courage and knock on the door. I hear footsteps and worried mumbling coming from inside before the door opens showing a tall grey-haired man with the death stare slapped right across his face.
"And who are you?" The old man mumbles.

Bradley's POV
Monday Morning 3am

What am I doing? Why am I following orders from some girls who probably sexual abused me just yesterday? Bradley Will Simpson what has your life come too? Tears started rolling down my cheeks just as I quickly wiped them away as I notice Ashleigh moving around the bed in her cute little tank top and booty short PJ's. This may be a good thing that she notices me leaving so that if I get captured again she will have more information to tell the police and to hold against Madeline and Harriet.

Personally, I don't understand how someone who used to be so innocent and get such good grades in high school to then suddenly turn into this vile monster who really know's how to fight. I hope that if Ashleigh does come with us that she knows how to take a hit and how to award a hit. Because she's gonna need it.

Walking out the room, I take one last look at my sweet, darling Ashleigh as she sleeps peacefully not knowing whats about to happen.

Ashleigh's POV
Monday, Midday