•Changed• |Grayson Dolan| Book 2 of My Bullies...

Eleven

*WARNING THIS IS A LONG ASS RANT ON SOME BITCH. IT IS NOT RELEVANT BUT I HAD TO GET IT OUT. IF TOU DONT WANT TO READ MY AGGRESSIVE RANT THAN SKIP UNTIL THE BOLD IS OVER*
Okay so I'm really fucking pissed right now. I'm at my nine year old brothers baseball practice and this fucking bitch behind me keeps talking shit about all the kids on the fucking team and I'm about to turn around and slap this whore. She keeps talking about my fucking brother like he's nine you fucking bitch!!! Like stop repeating how he can't catch the dam ball I get it he's not the best fucking one! He's a fucking child leave him alone you seventy seven year old bitch. Like no one has said shit about your kid who is fucking playing in the dirt you whore. Maybe you should take a visit to the nursing home and get your blood level checked because your coming off a bit salty. Maybe while your there you should find a bitch your age to pick on. Atleast my brother is growing and getting better unlike your receding hair like. Now that thats over here's your update...

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Erin's POV:

Here I was sitting in Asher's house. While my mother probably is sitting in mine with my father and siblings. Funny how when you finally get all you ever wanted you don't want it anymore. Always wanting the things you can't have and giving up on the things that are right at your fingertips. Like, Noah. I honestly think he's really cool and we could really be great together but he's not a risk. Me and him won't last much longer anyway. I kissed Asher and Noah will be pissed. Oh right Asher.... we still haven't talked about that kiss. It obviously meant nothing. He's a player in a player, who cares. Well, that was an amazing kiss, one of the best I've ever had.  I wonder if he felt it too?

"Hey Erin you've been staring into space you okay?" Asher asked stopping my thoughts. Speak of the devil.
"I'm fine just worried. You wouldn't get it." I sighed.
"Have you ever seen my mom around?" He asked a bit harsh.
"No" I mumbled.
"Exactly" he huffed.
"She left you?" I asked confused.
"You can put it that way I guess" he sighed sinking into the coach more..
"What do you mean by that?" I said confused.
"She's dead" he mumbled nearly audible. Two simple words and my whole opinion changed.

"Oh Asher" I sighed walking over to him and wrapping my arms around him.
"Don't be all weird and mushy now" he chuckled.
"I know you have feelings you don't need to hide them" I said pulling away.
"You've done it for a year I don't need you advice on feelings"he snapped pushing me away.
"Fuck you" I scoffed grabbing my bag and leaving his house.

I stormed down his long ass drive way nearing the gate. I could hear him following behind me so I picked up my speed and kept finning toward the gate slipping through the bars. Thank god I'm skinny.
"Erin" he sighed. I ignored him and continued down the rode. " your a stick up bitch" he scoffed from behind the gate.
"Your a man whore who's ego is to big for his head" I turned around to face him.
"Your ungrateful for all you have and a slut. You throw your life away on drugs and alcohol to numb your pain but it doesn't work because you bottle yourself up. Your a lost little girl without your mommy and you can't handle being wrong. You know that you have no control over you life so you just pretend you don't care and you know what makes you even more upset? The fact that nobody really cares that you've changed." Asher yelled slipping through the gate to get closer to me. "And guess what, you know that Noah isn't going to solve your problems so you let me kiss you before, because deep down you know that I'm the same as you are."

I looked him straight in the eyes and I grabbed his face and kisses him. Every thing he said was right and I knew it. Every inch of my body froze at his words. I have no idea why I kissed him though. I was letting myself get to
wrapped up in his words to put up my walls, but at the same time where both loveless assholes so what's a few kisses going to change. Maybe I can even make this into a game. I use him as s distraction and he can just do whatever. Now all I have to do is somehow deal with Noah.

Asher's POV:

She kissed me. I knew she would. And I knew what was going on in her head. She'll try to play me without me knowing and so ill play along. I can use this game to my advantage.

As we pulled away I recognized her facial expression. She had an idea.
"Let's go inside" I mumbled squeezing between the tight bars of the gate. She followed behind me into the house. I took her into the guest room. "You can stay in here" I gestured to the bed.
"Okay" she mumbled.
I left her in there while I changed into sweatpants and a tee shirt. Then I made my way into the  kitchen. It was fully stocked with every food possible but I never knew what to eat. As weird as that sounds that's a perfect analogy for Erin's life.  Now that I'm tho king about her again I'm thinking about the fact that her mother is in her house with her brother and sister and that's all my fault...