I kept on driving. I still had no fucking idea where the hell I was going to go. I heard my phone going off, but I just ignored it. Then I got an idea, and knew where I was going to go. I made a U-turn, and headed towards my destination.
"Please be home, please be home." I kept saying over and over again. It started to pour down rain. Great just great. I slowed my car down. I pulled up to the house, and the lights were on. That's a good thing. I parked my car, and walked up to the door. I sighed before knocking. It took a few seconds for him to answer, but he did.
"Ashley?" He asked. I started crying again, just from seeing his face. He reminds me so much of Chris.
"Baby what's wrong" he asked me. I shook my head not able to say anything. The rain had picked up, and I was getting soaked.
"Get your ass in here!" He said pulling me inside. He led me to the couch. I sat down, and he sat next to me.
"What's wrong Ashy baby?" He asked me. I hate it when he calls me that, and he knows it. I just kept crying sitting here with him kept reminding me of Chris.
"Do I need to call Chris?" He asked.
"No Kuza please don't!" I begged. Grabbing his arm.
"Then tell me what the fuck is wrong right now!" He said. I nodded my head..... I told him everything. From them telling us about the tour, to hitting Ricky to running from Chris. He just sat there, and listened to me letting me cry on his shoulder.... Literally on his shoulder.
"And, that's how you ended up here?" He asked.
"Yeah." I sniffled. He sighed.
"Alright let's get you dried up, and stop with that crying shit." He said standing up. I followed him.
"Here's the bathroom, and I'll bring you some clothes to change into." He said pointing towards a door. I went in, and looked at myself in the mirror.
"God you're a mess." I said to my reflection.
"Yes you are. Here put these on." Kuza said setting a pile of clothes on the counter.
"Thank you Kuza." I said.
"Don't mention it baby Ash." He said patting my head, then leaving the bathroom before I could hit him. He laughed as he shut the door. I just rolled my eyes, and started changing my clothes. When I was finished changing I looked at my reflection one last time, then walked out of the bathroom. I looked for Kuza but didn't see him. Then I walked into the kitchen, and saw him. He had his back to me.
"What are you doing?" I asked him. He turned to face me with a cup of hot coffee in his hand.
"I love you!" I said reaching for the cup, he pulled his hand away.
"Excuse me this is mine! Get your own!" He said walking out of the kitchen. I just stood there.
"I take it back I hate you!" I yelled after him.
"Whatever sweet cheeks!" He called back. I searched his kitchen for cups.
"Top right!" He yelled. I opened the cabinet, and found the cups. I poured myself a cup, then walked back out, and sat with him on the couch.
"I hope I didn't ruin your night." I said. He shook his head.
"You didn't ruin my night I didn't have anything going on tonight." He replied.
"Sorry you had to deal with me." I said.
"What do you mean?" He asked looking at me.
"It just seems like all I've been doing lately is hurting everybody." I said. Kuza sighed.
