Story Of My Life (Kenshley)

Friendships, Relationships, and Horror

Kendrick's POV:

I sat on the grass in the Park. Ripping it. The burning on my arm was starting to hurt a bit. "Kendrick?" A voice said behind me. I looked up at Araina Phelps, her dark hair hiding her right eye.

"Araina." I said, and she sat next to me. "Are here all by yourself?" She asked, looking around. "Yeah." I flipped some grass aside. "Yeah, same." She looked at the ground, and silence filled the air.

"So, what have you been up to lately?" She asked.

"Getting caught up into to much drama." I growled.

She nodded, and started to look at my arm, "Is that, blood?"

Before I could get away, she snatched my arm, and yanked up my sleeve,
"I knew you wore long sleeves for some reason." I yanked away, and glared at her.

"So what?" I snapped.

Araina sighed, and looked at the sky. "So I'm guessing you and Ash aren't working out as well as you hoped?"

"I don't know, to be honest." I sighed, and stood up. "I need to go see someone, I'll see you around Araina Phelps." I said, and started to walk away.

"Kendrick!"

I turned around,

"Tell Ash that you love her will ya?" I smile, and walk away.

Ashley's POV:

Me and Marcie walked down the sidewalk to the Dairy Store, which we had ice cream, and Marcie holding a bag containing Monster energy drinks.

This girl was going to die young.

"So, how have you been holding up?"

"Fine." I say as we arrived at her apartment, and she opened the door. "That's nice. I hope Dylan has been out of your face."

"He hasn't. He stalks me." I say, sitting on her couch.

Marcie nodded, and sat next to me.

"Do you hate how so much drama is caused just because you started doing something you never thought you do." I say, looking at Marcie.

She shrugged, "I don't know, I've never really dated a girl like Alex, but, no drama is happening with us, so I guess not . . .But I'm a bit different."

"Marcie just." She laughed, and sighed, "Yeah Ash, it sucks. Me and Ken have been friends forever, but, a lot of stuff changed." she looked at me.

"I, just can't handle a lot of this stuff. Dylan and Kendrick, and my family, and then my dad. . ." I choked back tears. Marcie nodded.

"I just want it to stop." I whispered, "I wonder what it would have been like if I never went to that sleepover." I watched Marcie. She was looking at the ground. "Think kinda like this, You'd turn into a slug, and I mean a slug no one likes, like me, you are a beautiful cat like the rest of the others, if you where to lock yourself away your true self would die, and you would never know who you truly are.

So what happened with Ken and Dylan isn't your fault, it's never your fault."

I glared at the wall. No, that's wrong.

"No, it's all my fault. I shouldn't have agreed, I should have sticked with what I knew, maybe I should have waited, maybe I should break up with him."

"Woah, let's not go that far."

I jumped up, "NO MARCIE! CANT YOU SEE! EVERYTHING I TOUCH BREAKS, IT ALWAYS FALLS APART! I DONT DESERVE WHAT I HAVE! I SHOULD HAVE DIED IN THE HOSPITAL THAT NIGHT!"

Marcie was standing now, "Ashley, No-"

"NO! SHUT UP! LISTEN TO ME! YOU CAN SAY WHATEVER YOU WANT BUT IT WONT HELP! IM DEAD INSIDE, AND YOU, YOU! YOUR DATING A GIRL FOR HECK SAKES! YOU WILL NEVER KNOW HOW I FEEL! NEVER! BECAUSE OF WHAT I CHOOSE! AND WHAT YOU CHOOSE! YOU'LL NEVER KNOW WHAT TRUE LOVE IS! "

Marcie's eyes where wide. I regret everything. She was about to cry. I hate when she crys. It's so rare she does, and now look what I did.

"Marcie-"

"Leave. I don't want to ever see you again." She spat, and walked up stairs. I stared at the stairs she went up.

I break everything I touch.

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I sat in my room, tears were no where. I couldn't get myself to cry. I felt like I didn't have the right to cry. But a dull ache twisted in my stomach. "Ashley?" Dylan's voice came from nowhere.

I looked at the door, where he stood. "Hey," I glared at him.

"What do you want." I snapped. Dylan walked in all the way, and held a hand out to me. "Wanna dance?" I froze.

No! But I toke his hand, and got me in position. "Now, tell me what's been going on?" He smiled.

We danced to the silent music, but talking wasn't my main thing right now.

"Just a fight." I sighed, and Dylan nodded, "Ah, fights, horrible things. " he stopped me suddenly, and cupped my cheeks, "Maybe this will help."

He brought his lips to mine, and instantly pulled away.

"Ashley?" Kendrick stood in the door way. His eyes full of hurt and horrid.

"Kendrick-"

"You're kinda interrupting something." Dylan shut the door, and looked back at me.

"Where were we?" I glared at him.

Kendrick's POV:

I stood there for two seconds before I left. I knew it. I fucking knew it. She liked him more then me. I was absolutely heart broken, and I walked over to Marcie's place.

Thunder boomed, and Lightning crackled.

I walked into Marcie's apartment and looked around.

"Marcie?" I called.

"What?" Her voice full of hatred and resentment. What happened to her?

"Are you okay?" I walked into the room she was in, which was the kitchen, and saw her clicking on her laptop.

"Yeah, just fucking peachy." she snapped.

Something was defently wrong.

"What happened?" I asked.

"Ashley. Your girlfriend, that's what happened." She looked up. But softened when she saw me.

"But I'm guessing your in a worst matter." She always changes the subjects when it's about her.

"Ashley, uhm, well, I don't know what we are anymore." I sighed.

"She kissed Dylan right in front of you, didn't she."

"Yeah."

"My god, that girl is out of control."