protecting her | ashtray

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nya pov

"nya...are you serious?!" ash scolds me as i'm the cause of us losing another game on 2k.

he's determined to make me good at this game for some reason. i really don't get why.

"just face it, i'm never going to be good at this game ash." i say.

he flips down on the bed next to me. god he is gorgeous.

"eh whatever. wanna watch a movie instead?"

"sure,"

i move back and sit up against the headboard of ash's bed while he grabs the remote. he sits next to me, but leaves a respectable amount of space between us.

he opens netflix and scrolls through the movies.

"what do you wanna watch?" he asks.

i shrug. "i don't care,"

my phone dings and i pick it up.

are you fucking serious.

it's my ex james from back home.

james🙄

just thought you would wanna know that me and lydia are together now LMAO. kinda sad your best friend betrayed you but no one ever really cared about you nya. now that your gone everyone can finally say what they were thinking about you. your a poor annoying ungrateful little whore. have a shitty life.

what the fuck.

this is so random.

and why would lydia do that.

i know a lot of people in my town hate me because of what my mom used to do but lydia was always there for me. she was my rock.

james used to be too. until he cheated on me and suddenly hated me for god knows what reason.

i hadn't realized tears were rolling down my cheeks until someone taps my shoulder.

i look over at ash.

"are you okay?" his brows furrow.

fuck i'm crying in front of this fine ass man. what the fuck nya pull yourself together.

i quickly wipe my tears and put on a fake smile.

i nod. "yeah sorry, just give me a second."

i get up and go to the bathroom, shutting the door behind me.

more fucking tears keep streaming down my face. fuck.

ashtray pov

why is finding a movie so fucking hard.

"maybe we should look at disney+," i say, but get no response.

i look over at nya but she's staring at her phone. is she crying? what the hell.

wait how do i ask her if she's okay? DO i ask her if she's okay? do i ignore it? do i ask her to talk about it?

i'll just try to be chill about it. i tap her shoulder. why the hell did i tap her shoulder? that was so dumb.

she looks at me and her brown eyes are glossed over with tears. shit.

"are you okay?"

WHAT THE HELL. SHES OVER HERE CRYING AND I ASK THE STUPIDEST QUESTION. LIKE OF COURSE SHES NOT OKAY.

she just nods and says yeah and goes to the bathroom.

the hell.

she was definitely crying over something on her phone.