Funeral

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"... Again, my apologies and love go to the Gonzalez's, my girlfriend's lovely family."

That's how Ashton Irwin finished up his speech on Elimar Gonzalez's funeral, his girlfriend.

On his way home, he remembered the day she died.

"Ashton! Slow down!" Were her last words.

Boy, he hated her so much.

Sex. That was the only and real reason they were dating.

He made her believe he loved her.
She made him believe she loved him.

Once he was home, he parked his car and headed to the front door.

The moment he opened it, felt nothing but cold.

A horrible and empty cold.

"Hey, Ashton"

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Ok this story is going to be a bit different but with the same subject.

- Murphy xx

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