Chapter twenty three

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A/N: Okay, so this chapter is crappy. Just like my face. and my hair. 
I went to Amsterdam yesterday, it was fun :) Anyway, here's a short, crappy chapter I wrote for you! :)
 

"Hey," I said softly. Jake looked up; his brown eyes were filled with tears. "C'mon," I said, I took his hand and flashed him a friendly smile, which he weakly returned. 

Something was wrong, I could feel it in the pit of my stomach. This couldn't be good...


I took Jake outside and we walked to his apartment, whicih wasn't far from mine. When we were in, and settled at the couch, Jake broke down.

"Hey, shh..." I whispered and wrapped my arms around him tightly, embracing his shuddering frame. "Shh... what's going on buddy?" I asked. "I-I- You know that C-CC told me h-he liked me?" Jake asked sobbing. I nodded. "H-he like i-ignores me ever since" Jake sobbed. 

"It hurts so much Ashley" he sobbed, "it hurts."

"I know Jakey, but you'll be okay" I whispered. I'd never seen him this upset. 

"I-I think he h-hates me" Jake sobbed. "I'm sure he doesn't" I said. I really couldn't believe that CC hated Jake. I knew he loved him, right. He was only just shy.

I held Jake tight in my arms as he cried. 

Suddenly the front door opened and CC walked in.

He looked pretty shocked and hurried over to the couch.

"Oh my god Jake what happened?" he asked shocked. He sat down on the couch and pulled Jake in his lap, holding him close to his chest, nuzzling his face in Jake's hair. "D-do you hate me?" Jake asked, his voice wavered.

"What?" CC asked, his eyes widening. "D-do you hate me?" Jake asked again. "Of course I don't hate you, baby, I love you" CC whispered and held Jake tight. 

I could tell I wasn't needed here anymore so I just quietly stood up and made my way home again, walking through the pouring rain. I felt so worthless. Andy didn't need me, he had his Batman obsession, and his family. Jinxx had Sammi, Jake had CC, and CC had Jake.

No one needed me. My parents died when I was very young. I've never known them. I lived with my grandparents but they passed away. 

And here I am; Ashley Purdy, 21 years old, a faggot, worthless.

No one needed me ever in my life.

As I sighed, my breath was shaky and soon tears were running down over my face and one sentence was repeating in my head; you're worthless

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