Story Of My Life (Kenshley)

The Smell of Pain

Kendrick's POV:

My phone started to buzz. It was eleven at night. Only Marcie called me at this time.

"What?" I grouched.

"KENDRICK THANK GOD YOU ANSWERED THE PHONE!"

"What's up?" She sounded pretty urgent.

"ASHLEY JUST ATTEMPTED SUICIDE! MEET ME AT THE HOSPITAL NOW!"

I'm awake now, sitting up and possibly feeling like punching a wall. "I'll be there in ten minutes."

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The summer wind whips my face as I fly down the road to the hospital. I absolutely dreaded that place. I went there when I attempted. I promised not to ever go back in there.

Well look at me, Superman coming to the rescue.

I arrive, and look at the tall daring hospital. It raises so high you can barley see the top from here. I park my bike, and walk into the unforgettable doors. A nurse looks up at me and I recognize her immediately.

Araina Phelps. I forget she worked here. I walked to her and gave her an awkward smile, "So, uh, I need to know where uh, Ashley's room is." Araina nods, and clicks on her keyboard.

"Floor A room 123." I nod, and walk down the hall she points at.

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I arrive at Ashley's room and I can hear her mom yelling at her.

"You came!" I turned to Marcie who was missing her shoes and her black hair was a mess. Alex followed behind and gave me a wary smile.

"Is she alright?" I whisper as Ashley starts yelling also.

Marcie shakes her head. "Her mom told us to wait out here. And Ashley looked like a ghost."

Suddenly the door flew open and Ashley's mom stomped down the hallway, not noticing me. I glance in and Ashley is curled up crying. Well, curled up as best as she could.

The heart monitor was going crazy as she cried. I ran forward and pulled her into a hug once I settled on the bed. She leaned into my embrace, and cried. She stopped after awhile and the monitor calmed down.

Ashley sighed heavily, and looked at the door. Marcie and Alex where just outside but weren't watching us. Ashley looked back at me and her big blue eyes had pain in them.

It hurt horrible, seeing her like this. I remember when Marcie rushed in, hugged me until I fell asleep. I wanted to be here for that. Marcie never asked why. So I didn't. Marcie was silent, so I was.

But curiosity was starting to eat at me.

"Are you feeling okay?" I whispered. Ashley nodded, her head snuggled up against my chest. I brushed her hair with my fingers and hummed an invaluable tune.

"I'm sorry. I'm so sorry." She whispered. I just kissed the top of her head, and shifted us so we where laying down. Ashley kissed me, and then snuggled up again.

I blushed. And curled up around her.

Ashley's POV:

I didn't care if mom wanted me to move out.

I didn't care if dad was dying.

I didn't care about anything but him. Kendrick came to help me, not yell at me.

Kendrick came to love me and tell me it's okay.

But apparently my mom is too stubborn to do that. I'm sixteen years old, and I'm already moving away.

Where will I live? Who can I stay with!?

But all those where pushed aside when Kendrick kissed me. Slow and soft, nothing to rational. He let me sleep. And no nightmares haunted me. I woke up three times to Kendrick whispering with someone.

First time:

"She's okay for now. I don't think she's having nightmares."

"Well her new mom told her she wanted her to move out." Marcie's voice was hot with tears.

"WHAT!?"

"I know!"

Second time:

"She can live with her birth mom I guess . . ." Marcie sighed.

"Yeah, but then we'll never see her." Kendrick growled.

"Okay, then I have an idea. . ."

Third time:

"This is absolutely brilliant! If her mom moves out here we'll be okay!"

"Yes! I hope she finds a good house and a job." this time it sounds like Alex.

"Yeah. That was a close one."

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Morning rolls around and Kendrick is holding me so tightly I couldn't breath.

"KENDRICK!" I wheez and try to wiggle away. His grip lessons a lot, but he doesn't wake up. I sigh. He looks so cute when he sleeps. I run my hands through his hair, and watch as he blinks awake.

"Morning." I whisper. He groans and blinks his eyes open. His greenish yellow eyes shine in the blinding sunlight and I smile. I can't believe he stayed all night. It warmed my heart.

But the scars sat heavy on my arm.

Kendrick outlines my jawline and then smiles a dazzling smile. He pulls me to him, and ever so slight, kisses me.

I kiss him back, of course. But a knock distrupts us. Marcie ignores what she saw, which was a surprise, her being a fangirl and all.

"The nurse said you could go home when the come and disconnect you from the equipment."

Kendrick nods, and waves a hand. She leaves us alone again.

He looks at me, and sighs. "Its nice to know you're okay."

"And alive."

Kendrick's POV:

It hurts to hear those last two words, but I ignore them and jump out of the bed. I pull on my shoes, walk out, and head for the cafeteria. It had Subway sandwiches of all kinds.

The Subway sandwich just became our thing. I picked a few up, and bought those with two bottles of ice tea and a monster energy drink. Going back up to the room, Ashley was in a white shirt sleeves shirt and some denim pants that are a bit to big for her.

Her hair falls down her back in waves, and I stop dead in my tracks.

Alex glances up, and gives me the biggest smile ever. "Oh hey Ken! Checking out your girlfriend are we." I blushed a deep red, and looked at my shoes.

"I, uh, brought food." Ashley's head snapped up, and looked hungrily at the bag.

"Thank you." she smiled and walked over to me. Planting a kiss on my cheek, she stole the bag and took out whatever sandwich she saw first.

"Thanks love." She said through a mouthful of food. I roll my eyes and walk out with Her and Alex.

A/N okay quick notes. Carole is divorced from Ashley's dad, her dad is dying of lung cancer, her step mom is a bitch and hates everyone. Carole moved away after the break up, and called Marcie first so she could be there because it took four hours to drive where they live.

And Carole is going to move out to where they live so she can be closer time the family and have more time with the kids.