Chapter 8, Really Ashton? Thats the best you could do?
"Teach me self defense!" I had asked Carson after he took a class.
"Sure." He handed me a cylinder. "This is all you need."
"What is it?" I looked at it at confusion.
"Pepper spray." He laughed.
"I want to learn how to beat someone up!" I screamed.
"Shh." When everyone was looking at ut. "Fine! Just promise me you'll keep that with you at all times. Then I'll teach you how to punch someones brains out."
"Yes!" I said. "I promise!"
He advanced on me with the glittering thing in his hands.
Obviously its a knife.
Is he going to kill me?
"WAIT!" I said.
He stopped. "What?"
"Whats your name?" I asked trying to stall.
"Blood." He said.
"No. Your real name silly!"
"Oh I'm not suposed to tell anyone." He fidgeted.
"But your gonna kill me, may as well tell me who you are." I said secretly getting my small thing of pepper spray, which every girl should carry, out of my pocket.
"Okay its Brandon." He said.
"What a lovely name!" I lied grabbing the small container.
"Can I kill you now?" He asked.
What a newbie.
"Sure." I said.
Doesn't Ashton know not to send a probie against me? I have many secret weapons hidden on my person.
He walked toward me and before he could slit my throat I yelled.
"EAT PEPPER SPRAY DUMBASS!" I screamed and sprayed him straight in the eyes. I probably blinded him becaue of such close contact. With him gasping in pain I kicked him in the place where the sun doesn't shine and he fell.
"BOOYAH!" I ran away from him. Knowing how much of an idiot I looked. I would've laughed if I wasn't shaking in adrenaline.
I ran all the way to Little River Way in Tampa. Where hopefully I'll be safe from newbies that Ashton hired.
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I Lost My Chance
RomanceAlessandra Crane is nineteen years old and already married to Ashton Winters. Her best friend Carson disappeared on her wedding day and no one has seen him since. But when she realizes Carson loves her and she made a mistake marrying Ashton what can...
