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Everyone in town knew what happened. The freak car accident that killed two teens. People had their theories on what really happened but no one was brave enough to say it aloud and honestly no one seemed to care enough about Sofia or Caleb to look further into it.
I hadn't told anyone about getting jumped by the pair since it would only make things difficult. Fez didn't even tell Lexi, worried that she might be able to connect the dots. Elliot obviously knew but he promised not to say anything and didn't question the 'accident'.
I knew it wasn't an accident though. I knew Ash was obviously involved but I didn't know what exactly he did. I didn't want to know and I didn't need to know. All that mattered was he did what he had to do because he loved me.
Even though Caleb and Sofia were now out of the picture, Ash still wouldn't let me out of his sight. He had forced me to move back in with him and Fez since my mom was still away. I didn't mind though, having Ash around all the time was definitely a comfort even if he was sometimes a little overbearing.
He wouldn't even let me lift a finger. Any time I tried to do anything for myself he would jump up, insisting I needed to rest. The most he let me do was roll a joint and it was only so he could prove he was better at rolling than me.
"This is the most janky ass joint I've ever seen," he laughed as he held mine up.
"Shut up. I can't roll well cause i'm injured," I pouted before snatching it out of his hand causing him to laugh harder.
"You got cracked ribs, how the fuck that is that affecting your rolling?" he mocked to which I rolled my eyes. I ignored his question as I lit the joint, taking the first hit before passing it to him.
"Nah but forreal you need to heal asap, we can't spend the rest of the summer in here," he muttered as smoke escaped from his lips.
"You say that as if we go anywhere other than here, the store, and my place," I chucked in response.
"I mean, you ain't wrong," he shrugged, "I just hate this shitty town."
"Me too," I hummed in agreement before inhaling the weed again, lazily smiling to myself as I felt the incessant pain start to fade.
"If you could go anywhere right now where would you go?" Ash quizzed.
I took my time to think of answer before saying, "I've always wanted to go to Big Sur."
