a s h l e e
"they can talk?" michael asked, looking at me.
"i guess", i answer. he hugs me tight to him.
"what's the time?" michael whispered.
"five fifty five", i say, looking at my watch.
"good," michael smiled, "i needed time to hug you"
i smile into his chest and we spend the five minutes hugging.
when the bell goes off, it still takes us a minute to stop.
"we made it," i smiled "night 3 done and dusted"
"i wish we could just quit", michael sighed.
"i can't", i whisper.
"why?" he asks, looking down into my eyes.
"i'm not like you," i state, "nobody wants to hire me, because i'm too ugly and fat! I can't just quit like you!" i yell.
"maybe you should do something talented!" michael yelled back at me.
i feel the tears brimming my eyes.
"keeping yourself alive isn't talent! how about tomorrow you can fend for yourself!" i screamed.
"you don't keep me alive! i keep you alive!" he screamed at me.
"then i guess you won't miss me when i'm gone", i say, a tear rolling down my cheek.
"w-what?" michael says, calming down, "where are you g-going?"
"home", i state "i'm feeling a little sick, better not come into work tomorrow"
"ashlee, i need you", michael whispered.
"i don't want to be an extra weight on your shoulders", i state, pushing past him and going out the door.
"ashlee!" michael shouted.
"goodbye, michael"
way to go michael gordon clifford. noW MY SWEET BABY ASHLEE IS CRYING. meh, i still love both of you to death. even though ashlee isn't real *cries*
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Fanfictionashlee's worked at Freddy fazebears pizzeria as a night guard for a while now. but her life takes a dramatic twist when a famous 'punk rock' boy band enters her life while the animatronics start to act slightly more out of character.
