Jerks Care?

Pool Party- Yay or Nay?

Lucy's P.O.V.

"You're what?" My voice came out shaky and unsure of itself. 

"Oh come on Lu, don't make me say it again. "

"I-I, you're what?" I repeated slightly ignoring his statement. 

"Nothing, forget it." He said shifting in his place. 

"No, Ashton. Say it." I said walking towards him, and stopping about a foot in front of him. 

He slowly lifted his hand. "Nothing, I was kidding anyways." He said walking past me to the foot of the stairs. 

I felt a warm tear run down my face. Followed by a small whimper, "What?" Barely noticeable my voice rolled off my tongue. 

"You heard me." He spun on his heals to face. He was now leading against the stair rail. 

"I-I." I began to speak, but i couldn't get anymore out. 

"Just don't." He said chuckling to himself slightly. 

"But, Y-you apologized." I said quietly letting my head fall.

I heard Ashton let out a deep sigh. "Lucy, don't do that. You know I'm not the type to apoligies, and you know I had a valid point." 

"A valid point? A valid point? You mean to tell me that you think everything you did to me was okay. You know what Ashton? You are nothing more than a self loving jerk." I said basically yelling now, and crying all the while.

"Lu, don't do this." His eyes pleading with me.

"Don't you ever call me that again." I felt my hand collide with something soft, and looked at Ashton to see a red mark on his right cheek. 

His hand shot up to his face. I slowly backed up. Did I just slap Ashton? My stomach was turning, and I felt sick. Ashton removed his hand from his face, the red mark remaining there, but slightly pinker than red.

"Lucy, you don't look okay. You look a bit... pale." Ashtons words seemed so distant. 

The first memory I have was of a slap, but I wasn't the one giving it. Oh no, I was the one receiving it. It was the first memory I had, and the reason I was where I was today. I was turning into my parents. Abusive. I swore to myself in middle school I would never resort to violence, and here I am slapping someone I barely knew. 

I felt a tear run down my face as I slowly balled up on the floor. I was just like them. I will never be anything  but just like them. I fell on my left side, still firmly in the balled up position. 

"Lucy?" I heard Ashtons voice come again as it came closer. He was now on the floor, but I couldn't see it from the amount of tears blurring my vision. I could feel myself fighting the urge to go to sleep, and maybe it was the priceless rug under neath me that cushioned my body, maybe it was the tears as I just my eyes that reminded me of my nightly routine of crying myself to sleep, or maybe it was Ashtons soothing voice that was lulling me to sleep. Any way you roll the dice, the idea of a nice long nap was looking rather wonderful right now, and I was failing miserably at rejecting the thought.

"Lucy, whats wrong?" I felt his hands pull me back into a sitting position. "Lucy?" 

I closed my eyes tightly. I was just another version of my parents. "I'm just like them!" I yelled through my overpowering sobs. 

"Lucy? You are just like you. You aren't anybody but yourself, and you are perfect just the was you are." He said rapping me in a hug. 

What?