RYANS POV
Ashlyn beat me to the elevator. That gave her a good 5 minutes time before me, I knew I could never catch her. I can't believe how she just ran out on me like that. I mean, I know what I did wasn't right but I couldnt help it. I know it was for the best.
I ran into the apartment and got Brendon. I figured two was better than one to try and find Ashlyn. We took the stairs, running as fast as we could down each flight. I would venture to say Brendon was quite winded, but I wasn't. I was running solely on adrenaline and I wasn't stopping until I found Ashlyn and bought her home.
Home. i thought to myself. I just called mine and brendon's place Ashlyn's home.
Ashlyn, Come Home.
We ran the blocks of our city desperately looking for Ashlyn, calling her name. Theres nothing more that I wanted to see than her beautiful, shiny dark hair and deep blue eyes. I could get lost in them. I swear, I loved them.
I loved them.
We got to the 27th block of the city, only 3 more to go until we were into the next small town. 3 more to the end of my city, my stomping grounds, where I knew. Where I knew I could find her. "Ryan, just relax, shes gone." brendon told me. "Shes not gone. I need to find her." I spit back. Brendon doesn't know Ashlyn like I do. Ashlyn and I both know we have unfinished business with eachother. Her addiction. My actions.
We got to 29th street, almost the end. I was so disappointed. I hoped she didn't get back on the bus or something. Maybe she was kidnapped? I had no clue until I slumped down on a bench and saw a petite figure in oversized guys clothing, passed out beside me.
She was out cold.
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Invisible Angel
FanfictionWhen 16 year old Ashlyn finds herself finally escaping the wrath of her drunken abusive mother and violent merciless boyfriend, shes left with nothing but the clothes on her back, and a few scars and bruises ofcourse. Will Ashlyn be able to recover...
