More a.i.

0.9

I couldn't do much of my homework, not when Ashton was here and I didn't know why. It just made me uncomfortable maybe that he was here in my house and my parents would never find out about this. There is no way I'm going to let that happen. None of them were at home and I could imagine what they would think of me if they found out.

Usually around this time I would be almost finished with homework and would be doing some extra homework. Like read a book for English or do some extra credit in our math website. Anything just to make sure I was okay with my grades. Then I would watch tv or go on the internet for the rest of the weekend. That's the way my daily routine was most of the time. Except when I had family over or some party for my parents work. Now, I feel as if that routine was going to be broken.

I was in the middle of doing my math homework when I saw the time. It was already 12:27 and I haven't checked on Ashton since then. I don't know what it was with me checking up on him. Somehow I was worried about him.

When I was downstairs, I went to the guest room and he was still snoring so loud. Should I let him stay longer? I felt bad, he looked like he was sleeping well. It would be rude if I woken him up on his tired state, I knew I wouldn't like it. Wasn't what he did to you rude? Yes, I told myself, but I wasn't him. I'll let him stay until he wakes up. I want to be a nice person by doing good things, this is one of them.

I took a break from homework when I got back up to my room and started reading. My mind was so into the book, I forgot about Ashton for a bit and what had happened last night. It felt good that when the door opened revealing Ashton, I was shocked until it all came crashing back.

"Hey," he said rubbing the back of his neck.

I looked at him not knowing what to say. Suddenly, I felt nervous around him. I didn't like the person I know he is now. Never had I imagined him to be one of those assholes people wrote about in books or showed in movies. Maybe I was overacting a bit but it's only because I was hurt. I actually trusted him a little despite knowing I shouldn't of had. This was exactly why I didn't like trusting people the slightest bit.

Snapping back into reality I said,"Hi."

The words I wanted to tel him earlier disappeared and suddenly I didn't want to say them anymore so I won't say them all. I'll just tell him the only important thing I need to them him.

"Uh, you can leave now. If you don't need anything else," I told him bitterly looking back into my book while hoping he would just leave. I wanted to yell at him and say I never wanted to see him again but I held myself in a bit. Throughout the years, I've been doing that with everyone. I had self control.

"Rebecca, I'm sorry," I heard him say. I didn't want to look at him but my mind didn't listen. Looking back at him I saw guilt and I don't know why.

"It's fine, just leave," I told him letting out a sigh. I was honestly really tired.

"It's not though. You really weren't supposed to-," he started but I cut him off.

"Just-"

"Can you not interrupt me, I'm trying to tell you something," he started getting annoyed. He got annoyed when I helped him though all of that last night. He got annoyed when I let him sleep here despite the chances of me getting in trouble. He got annoyed when he was standing in my room. The nerve this boy had.

"You just interrupted me," I argued back getting mad as well. Don't yell, don't yell. I tried telling myself but I knew that if he kept on pushing my buttons, I would let loose more.

"Just here me out," he said softly walking into my room.

"I really don't care. A simple thank you will be enough then you can go and all will be good."