He Was Right About You

Go Away

Ashton POV:

Carie let go of my hand and ran to the door. she gave it a soft push, letting it creak open. The door thuds softly on the wall but she doesn't look at it, she can't peel her eyes away from the sight in front of her.

I walk up behind her and I'm greeted by her house looking like it was ransacked. She looks at me, "Ashton he ruined my house." she tells me as her eyes become glossy.

"Ill help you clean it." I said softly. "it'll be ok, we can get it cleaned up." I placed a gentle hand on the small of her back. leading her inside the house closing the door behind us.

"We.... we can't clean this." she tells me and I can hear she's about to cry. "he... he litterally destroyed things."

"shhhh, its ok." I tell her softly while stroking her hair. I need her to calm down a little bit, I don't like seeing her so worked up.

"i cant afford to replace the couch, " she said, tears starting to fall. my eyes landed on the couch with its cushions thrown on the floor and they looked like they had been stabbed and slashed at with a knife.

"I'll pay to replace anything that's needs replacing." I said engulfing her in a hug.

"I can't ask you to do that Ashton." She replied with a sigh.

"you're not asking, im telling you i am going to replace things." I explain not letting go of the hug.

"B.. but that with be so expensive." she sighs. "i really can't let you do that."

"Carie." I state firmly. "money is no object, ill pay for anything that needs to be replaced. I can afford it. I also can't allow myself to let you stress over something that I can very easily take care of." I'm leaving no room for discussion, I have plenty of money to help her with this anyway.

"ok." she sighs in defeat.

I look around at the broken glass on the floor, probably from pictures or cups. Carie sighs and starts carefully walking to the mudroom that's on the right of us. I grab the broom from the broom closet and start to sweep up the glass shards. 

She comes back out to see me sweeping up the broken glass. "Thank you for helping me." she says softly, I look up and see she now has sneakers on.

"I'd help you always Carie," I looked up at her, to meet her gaze "Even if you needed me to help you catch a unicorn. But I'm sure this is a lot easier then Unicorn hunting." I looked back down continuing to sweep the glass into a pile. She has no idea what I would do for her.

I can feel her roll her eyes at my unicorn joke before moving to the living room. She start picking up the flowers that were strewn about the room. Seemed like he'd thrown a vase.

After a while we got the bigger things cleaned up, the glass, the couch stuffing, the broken photo frames, broken TV remotes, ripped-up pillows, torn-up papers, and photos. After that we vacuumed and mopped, it looked good as new besides the ruined couch and lack of photos. I wasn't too worried about ruined photos though, I know that the framed photos aren't the original copies of the photos. Caries mom wanted to make sure that in an event of an emergency, she would be able to still have all of her photos. I look at Carie, she looks like she was about to say something. But before she could there was a knock on the door. I'm closer to I answer it.

We are both greeted by a very disheveled Jacob. He looks up at me and slurs "And who the fuck are you? Where's Carie?" he then says in a sing-song tone "Carieee," he extends the e sound at the end of her name.

"Can I help you?" I ask trying to sound very intimidating. Judging by the look on his face it kind of worked.

"What are you like her boyfriend now?" Jacob asks and it's clear he's probably drunk. "She's a prude. Doesn't even let your hands wonder while cuddling," he snorts. "Hey, but if you were with her last night I hope you got to enjoy the efforts of my hard work. That bitch snuck away some how." that comment made me tense. How dare he call Carie a bitch.

Then he sees her in the living room and his whole demeanor changes. "Carie." he says announcing that he's seen her. "You're such a fucking cock tease. God, I hope you didn't sleep with this fucking guy or I guess I should say that he didn't sleep with you." he pauses for a moment then his eyes widened like he realized something "Oh my fucking god, you sleeping with him aren't you?" he demanded as disgust fills his face. "You didn't want me cause you were busy with him, you're such a fuckin whore. How many other guys do you have in there? I'd really like to see all the dudes you fucked all that time I was away for school." he hissed, his accusations and tone are harsh and I know they probably upsetting Carie. "So what, did you call him last night to come to get you so he could have some fun with you? See that's why you're fucking crying it's because you're guilty." I whip my head around to see her looking at her feet. I can feel myself filling with rage. "How fucking long have you been a Whor-" I didn't even let him finish before I grabbed him and slammed him into the wall by the collar of his shirt.

"I've heard enough of your horrid voice." I hiss at Jacob. "You drugged her to take advantage of her, and she got away and when to someone she could trust, me. And I didn't touch her last night. oh but this mourning We ware all over each other. She's mine now, and I don't appreciate you talking to her that way, or making her cry." I had to lie to him, to get under his skin the way he got under mine. My tone became darker, I wanted to kill Jacob, but I can't "Now apologize before I make you regret being born." I turned my head back to see her. My eyes softened before I faced Jacob again "You were lucky enough to breathe the same air as her, to touch the ground that she walks on, and even to have seen her sleep." I say keeping my voice low enough that only he could hear.

"Fuck you an that Whore." Jacob spits. At this, I throw him to the ground

"Now I can tolerate you saying that to me, but I will not tolerate you saying that to her." I put my foot firmly on Jacob's back so that he can't get up. "Now fucking apologize to the beautiful women before you, and apologize for everything. Or I'll make it so you can't say anything anytime soon." My tone was harsh I knew I would hurt him if He didn't apologize. But I think both Carie and I could tell he wasn't going to. I had to control my anger, especially in front of her.

"Whatever, I'm sorry you're such a big fucking whore-" before he can continue I moved my foot off of Jacob's back and used it to kick him in the mouth. He screamed out in pain. I looked down at him knowing I lost it.

I take a deep breath "I told you to apologize." I shrug before picking Jacob up by the back of his shirt and throwing him out of the door, slamming it behind him. but not before demanding "And don't come back unless you're sober and ready to apologize" Once the door closes we both see Jacob scramble up off the ground and back into his car. 

"Ashton-"I cut her off before she could ask me what I said to Jacob. 

"Don't worry about it." I say smiling over at her. It's too soon for me to tell her my feelings. She's a treasure and i don't plan on scaring her away.

But if I see Jacob again I'm going to beat the shit out of him, and not even Carie can stop me. He hurt her so much, and I'll make him pay for that. "Do you want to watch a movie?" I ask her not wanting to sit there in my thoughts of murder. She gives a small nod and we go up to her room.