NOT EDITEDI watched silently as we drove down the all too familiar rodes. Luke and Michael both told me just not to watch where we were going but I couldent keep my eyes of the trees.
"Delilah, how are you doing?" Michael asked, turning his body to face me.
"I'm okay." I lied, as I put my hands under my thighs.
"Are you shaking?"
"No." He grabs my hand, holding it softly as it shook back and fourth in his palm.
"Delilah, you need to tell me right now. Are you going to have a panic attack."
"No. I'll be fine." He sighs, unbuckling his seatbelt and climbing into the back with me, holding my hand the whole time.
"I know this is scary. Ashton told me about your fear for the woods, but he'd be so happy to see you face those fears to visit him. Even if he may not be with us anymore."
"He's telling he truth Delilah." Luke adds, looking at me threw the small mirror above him.
"I think he probably would of cried." I can't help but smile. I know Ash would be so proud that I conquered my fears but it's just so hard, "But no matter what happens out there Delilah, if you have a panic attack or if your perfectly fine, Ashton would be proud."
I give Michael a small smile, as he softly strokes my hand with his tumb.
"How much longer Luke?" I ask.
"Not long, just around this corner. But we still have to walk a bit." I groan, exercise really, "Oh hush." Luke replays laughing as the car slows down.
"Ready?" Michael asks, unbuckling my belt.
"Ready as I'll ever be."
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I kept my eyes locked on the woods mossy ground as we walked. I held Michael's hand as he pulled me along behind Luke.
Every so often Michael would turn around and ask me if I was okay and Luke would do the same. This wasn't as bad as id expected it to be.
"Do you wanna look up Delilah?" Michael questioned. I nod slowly, "Look at me and Luke first, okay?"
I nod looking up slowly, seeing both their smiling faces.
"We're really close, do you think you can keep your head up the whole time?" Luke asks, as me feet begin to ache.
"I think but my feet are starting to hurt." Luke chuckles, crouching down in front of me, "Your gunna give me a piggyback ride?" He nods as I hop on, his arms wrapping around my legs.
I watched in awe as we passed trees, logs, animals, flowers, and everything else the woods had to offer.
It was so beautiful.
Ashton would of loved to be out here with me. He'd probably bring that silly checkered blanket, and his drum box (idk if that's what it's called XD) maybe even a guitar. We'd probably sit somewhere the sun could come threw the trees and he'd probably spend all day singing me his favourite songs an mine also.
"Where here." Luke says, setting me back into the ground.
In front of us sat a white marble tombstone. Flowers and gifts of all varieties lay sitting beside the stone, with one black rose directly on top.
"He would of loved this." Michael murmured, sitting down in front of he stone, "He always had a thing for roses."
Luke looked at me, nodding twords Michael, "Lets join him."
"What does his stone say?" I ask, sitting softly down beside Michael.
"Always in our hearts, love you Ashton." Luke reads, "I think his grandma chose that."
No one replied to Luke's comment. We just sat in silence, staring sadly at the stone.
Me and Luke knew Ashton wasn't really in there but Michael didn't.
I shouldn't feel sad seeing his tombstone but I do. I feel like screaming and crying because I have no idea where he is. If he was dead then I'd have a small bit of peace in my mind.
I wonder why he had to leave. Why he had to fake his death and cause so much pain. He was probably expecting me and Luke to fall for the fake death thing but we did not.
I wonder if he's in pain. Was someone after him? Was it himself?
I feel a small stream of tears roll down my face, falling silently onto the mossy ground. I miss him so much, more than a person could miss anyone.
"Delilah, please don't cry." I hear a voice whisper. I look up, Michael and Luke's mouths are closed, it couldent of been them.
I look around and see nothing but miles and miles of trees. I look back at Ashton's stone and whisper,
"Where'd you go Ash?"
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this is really shitty I'm sorry :(
