Chapter Twenty Seven : " I Care Because He Means A Lot To You"

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*Ashton's P.O.V*

"Where have you been , your late?" mom screeched worriedly as she fumbled hastily down the stairs . As i rapidly discarded my satchel down near the shoe rack , i looked up at her blankly , trying to form an excuse in my mind that would be some what believable. She squinted deeply at me , as if there was something very tiny stuck to my face . Keeping in mind the tense heat , it was probably strands of hair stuck to my sticky , sweaty cheeks . 

"Principal just wanted a chat , nothing major mom.." i huffed as i then began to rip my jacket from my shoulders and throw it over the hanger . Why i'm even wearing a jacket may seem stupid and foolish in this weather but i'm not computable showing off my bare skin to people i don't know , strangers in the streets.

"Well , what did he say?" she followed behind me anxiously on my heels , almost breathing down my neck . I could feel her cold breath slice the tiny , thin hairs on my neck as they rose in nervousness , the anxious flood of irritation beginning to stem inside my chest . 

"Nothing mom!" i snapped , flipping myself around to her with annoyance burning in my eyes . As i clenched my jaw tighter , i felt guilt begin to churn in the pit of my stomach , as thick as honey as it tangled itself around . I let out a sigh i didn't even realise i was holding in and let my head fall down to look at the floor . "I'm sorry mom ..." i breathed out heavily as i swayed back and forth on my heels. "I'm sorry about earlier and i'm sorry that i came home late , it won't happen again..." 

"It better not" she quickly responded "You know what your farther and i are like about tardiness . We won't tolerate it!" she pointed one of her long , pointy fingers down at me . Her nails coated in a thick varnish of dark blue , as if the more i looked at it , the more it looked like it was slowly rippling , like waves . "Are you listening to me?" she snapped . 

"Yes , mother" i was taken aback as she moved closer . "I'm listening" i felt fear crawl inside of me , my mother had never been so stern with me before . She never really use to talk to me . Now it seems like she never shuts up . 

"Good , now go do your homework or something . Dinner will be ready soon" she dismissed me like a teacher would a student . I wasn't in the mood to argue with her anymore , so i did as she said . As i flopped on my neatly made covers of my bed , i looked up at the smooth celling , watching the small lamp that lit up the room swing slightly through the breeze that flooded in from the window . The thought of today swaying through my mind like a river of melting chocolate , Jason's smile lighting up into a small chuckle , the way he tenderly kissed my hand . As i ran my fingers over the crook of my neck , delicatly feeling the places his lips had marked , i smiled to myself . 

When i felt a sudden buzz vibrate my left hip , i shot up and dived into my pocket for my phone . 

'Cause i hate that stupid old pickup truck you never let me drive . 

Your a red neck heart brake who's really bad at lying' 

Sung from the small speaker of my phone , when i finally caught hold of it , eagerly trying to not let it slide from my grip . I looked at the caller ID as the name 'Freddi' displayed itself across the screen . As i slid my finger across the screen to accept the call . "Hello....Freddi?" i furrowed my eyebrows together , why would he be calling me at this time . 

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