Breakeven •Ashton Irwin•

One

Dearest Ashton,

There's a storm brewing outside tonight. Only a few kilometres from my house, And despite my mother's fears, I find it quite calming.
The storms remind me of you, Ashton. As I stare into the abyss of booming darkness I see your eyes. Those hazel eyes staring into mine. I could always read you like a book Ashton, by looking into your eyes.
I look into the big old gumtree and I see your smile. Your signature smile. Enough to light up the ancient, dark, old, timber of its ghostly branches. When you smiled, the world, including myself. seemed to smile along with you.
I know what you may be thinking, that this is quite a bizarre theory. To compare a storm to someone so dear to you. But oh, don't you remember, Ashton? How we'd sit out on the front porch way past our curfew watching a storm rumble across the horizon?
Do you remember the sky? it was always a deep shade of blue. occasionally becoming lit alight with a sudden flash of lightning. You would always say that the deep shade of the sky reminded you of my eyes. That the colours. They were the same.
I guess you could look in my eyes and indeed, read me like a book, too.

Do you remember the clouds? Oh the clouds. The deep grey that could only be fully understood by one who has experienced the sight of them for themselves. No amount of explaining could be given to a clueless being for them paint a mental picture of the clouds. Do you remember how The clouds would linger in front of the deep blue sky causing a eery vibe to stretch across the entire land and sky?

You loved the storms, you did.

Whereas me? I hated the storms, I did.

And now, despite the once again. Calming aura, I hate them even more.

Why? Is the simple question You may ask. Well, the reason itself is confusing to me also. Maybe it's because the storms remind me of you. maybe it's because my mother is afraid of the Lightning striking a tree or reaching our very small home. maybe it's because it was storming that day. The day you said you were leaving. The day you left me.

I'm still alive, but I'm barely breathing Ashton! Look how you left me, you left behind your best friend. completely alone. I have no more friends Ashton. You left me as my father did to my mother.

At least we weren't I love, like them.

Well at least you weren't.

You must be wondering what is my reasoning behind writing these letters, for you will never see them. I will never let you read these. Ever.

So why? Why bother?

Again, the reason is unknown to me. But I do know one thing. It was the storm.
The storm.
It changed me Ashton. It made me feel things... Differently. It made me think of you, not with hate for leaving, but with grief over your absence. It made me long for a part of you to once again be in my presence. Letting me know it's okay that it's gonna remain okay. That the world has better places.
I'm heartbroken Ashton.
And there's only one something, or rather someone. That can fix it.
I love you Ash.

Yours sincerely,

Nina. 

Written by Jasmine

Edited by Jodie

Helloo

My name is Jasmine and I am 1/2 of the authors of breakeven. Jodie will be writing the next chapter

Hope you like it

~Jasmine Hemmings xoxo