I was so confused. I felt so betrayed. This was partially my fault for coming here. I just didn't remember her being this cruel.
I let out a deep breath, stretching my arm that isn't trapped under Ashton. His arms tighten around my waist, a small smile on his sleepy face.
He was too caring. Too sweet. I didn't deserve him but at the same time, maybe I did, maybe for once I deserved someone, he was that.
"Morning," he says groggily, opening his eyes. I give him a small smile, placing my head on his chest.
"Can uh - can we go to see my uh father?" I stutter, wondering why'd I even want to. Sure I loved him but I don't think I came bare seeing his name on a stone in the ground.
"Of course, why wouldn't I let you see your father?" He chuckles quietly and I sigh, shrugging my shoulders.
"Maybe cause my mother didn't." I whisper, Ashton's hands instantly engulf me, pulling me fully on top of him, his fingers going to my chin, lifting my gaze to his.
"Well I am sorry for that. But we can spend all day there if you'd like. Maybe a picnic? Tell him everything's he's missed." Ashton says and I bite my lip, thinking how nice that sounds.
"Okay." I whisper giving him a small smile. He grins at me, pecking the corner of my mouth.
"Let's get up." He chuckles and I just giggle at the man infront of me.
Ashton was my savior and I will forever be thankful for this man.
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Ashton held my sweaty palm in his, our feet moving swiftly over the grass. We were silent for the most part, I not having anything to say and Ashton giving me my respected silence.
I knew we were near when my heart began to speed up, I've only walked this path a few times but I remember exactly where it is.
Once it's in view, I began to shake my head, tears in my eyes.
Dead flowers, my flowers that I gave him over a year ago, lay dead, basically nothing but a brown stem.
"She doesn't even bother to come." I whisper, tears falling down my face as I kneel down, moving the dead flowers, I place the new ones I brought, next to the stone, his dusty stone.
I use the sleeve of my army jacket, wiping the dust off. Once it's decent, I stare at the marble, half my vision blurred.
Isaac J. Green
Loving father and husband
A sob escapes my lips, I quickly cover my mouth with my hand, hoping to hold it in but I can't.
The memories I had of him replay in my mind, they weren't many but they were all I had.
Ashton's hand can be felt in my back, rubbing me assuringly.
"I miss you, so much." I say in between cries. I lean down further, my hands rubbing his plate. Fuck, I missed him.
It's silent for a while, the only sound emitting is my cries. I finally muster up the courage to turn to Ashton, I see him wiping his eyes, my eyes instantly furrow.
"What's wrong?" Fuck, my voice is hoarse.
"N-Nothing." He says, sitting down next to me.
"No, what's wrong?" I ask, acing my hand on his knee. He bites his lip, playing with the basket of food we brought.
"I just - I don't like seeing you crying and sad and it just.... It hurts me." He shrugs, wiping the wetness away.
I frown at this. "I'm sorry."
"It's not your fault I love you a lot." He chuckles quietly and my cheeks instantly blush, even when I'm crying he still makes me blush.
"Come here," he says, throwing his arm over my shoulder, pulling me into his side.
I fall into his side, letting his aroma calm my sense. We sit silently, staring at the tomb of my father.
"I'm Ashton Irwin, I work at American Apparel and that's where I met your lovely daughter. You see - at the beginning, she hated my guts." Ashton says starring at my fathers tombstone.
"What are you doing?" I ask, Ashton looks at me and shrugs. "Introducing myself to your father, I need to make a good first impression." He says as if my father was actually here.
His squeezes my shoulder in reassurance, I sigh, letting him continue.
"Anyways, I bugged her a lot. I ran into her a lot... I wanted to be her friend at the time but once we started hanging out I knew I wanted more."
I can't help but smile as Ashton continues.
"She of course, didn't like me. She was well - she just didn't like relationships but I changed her mind. I've protected her within the amount of time we've known each other, I've been honest and caring."
Ashton continues, I feel so happy. Like if my father is actually here with us.
"And I love your daughter a lot and," Ashton says, I sit, waiting for him to continue, when he doesn't I turn to him, confused.
"Sorry - I didn't want to say it out loud, but he knows." He says smiling at me, I furrow my eyebrows but Ashton ignores me as he pecks my lips, taking the basket he puts it in between my father and us.
"Let's eat, yeah?"
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Oooh! What do you think Ashton told Kat's father. ;-) hope you guys enjoyed!
