the blue eyed dream boy

17. memories

                                                                                              ASHLEYS P.O.V

I knew why he was doing all of this. I knew why he wanted revenge so I was not confused.

                                                                                            *FLASH BACK*

I was at home alone with my dad one day. I was around 4 or so and I was playing with my dolls in my room. I started hearing grouns coming from my house so I went to go look to find my dad in the kitchen with a bottle of vodka in his hand. he was sitting at the island on a stool and his back was curved so he could out his elbows on the table. I guess he heard my feet pattering on the tile floor because he turned around to reveal his droopy face. "you" he said pointing at me. I didn't know what he meant so I just smiled. I guess I did something wrong because he got up, slammed the glass on the counter and some splattered, and marched toward me. " you ruin my life! I constantly have to stay here all day to watch you!" he says raising his voice. I was just looking at him confused and I guess he didn't like that because he raised his giant hands and slapped me. of course I began to cry, he looked so infuriated. " ya! cry!" he screamed in my face. he smacked me in the face again and I began to cry louder and louder. then the rattling of keys came and the door flew open revealing my mom with a worried look on her face. " WHAT ARE YOU DOING!" she screamed at my dad and pushed him out of her way. " GET OUT OF MY HOUSE!" she screamed once again. he hesitated for a moment then marched out the door slamming it shut.

                                                                                           *END FLASHBACK*

I started tearing up at the thought. then I felt him lift me up and throw me across the room. I didn't scream, I couldn't scream I didn't have the strength to. but then something sharp made me have strength to scream. he stabbed me, in my stomach. then seconds later 5 people barged into the room and I recognized one of them, hayes. "ASHLEY" he screamed, came over to me, knelt down, grabbed my hand,and  intwined or fingers. he said " the ambulance is on their way don't worry." and I started to calm down because of his presence. he kept repeating "you will be okay I promise.". "maybe I will, maybe I wont." I said referring to what he said before, causing me to be in this mess. my eyes slowly started to flutter closed and I could hear nor feel anything. I felt alive yet so lifeless.