An ambulance came while you were still unconscious. Ash was with you the whole way, almost everyone was posting about you, wishing for your recovery.
But no one knew who shot you, no one knew who was behind the phone. That was something you were determined to find out as soon as you step foot out of the hospital.
Your eyes open and the grip of your hand is recovered as ash's was linked with yours.
"y/n??" ash face changes.
"hey baby" you say weakly, trying to sit up.
"no don't sit up" ash says standing a little with a worried look on his face.
"fuck i thought i lost you" the tears were back as his forehead touches yours.
"hey guess what though" you smile.
"what?" he looks into your eyes.
"at least ill get a badass scar?" you smile and laugh, yet quickly hold your stomach at the pain when you giggle.
"are you okay??" rue runs in.
"yes bloo im fine" you cough.
"y/n?" maddy's walks in, her mascara still ran down her face as if she had only just been crying, yet it was non stop since the party.
"hey mads" she comes and hugs you.
"that cafeteria woman? such a cunt so i brought you chick-fil-a" she turns serious and waves her hands about.
You laugh and cough again, maddy has always had a way of making you smile.
"oh my god thankyou, i've been dying to eat" you sit up and lean back so you aren't slouched.
"oh my god so while you were-" rue tries to speak.
Everyone's phones light up. I totally forgot. I should've stayed dead.. or at least in a coma.
"god this person really dosent like me"
Well that was some party, you all have me to thank for killing y/n. Let's be honest. She deserved it. - exposed.
"guys come here" you say reading the tweet.
"what for?" rue asks.
"we're gonna take a photo, show this bitch i'm still alive" you click onto the camera of your phone as everyone gathers round you.
You all take the photo, everyone holding there middle fingers up to the phone.
Y/n Mckay:
*photo
@exposing Try harder bitch, we're coming for you. Game on.
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Now you can say you know me. (a y/n and ashtray story)
FanficY/n, a short-tempered, lethal, broken outcast hasn't got many friends. she comes from a troubled family full of addiction, love and murder. Ash is no different, that's what makes them so perfect. Ash and Y/n are both 15, causing mayhem and going thr...
