The Purge ➵ a.i

15

Annalise

*flashback*

He is the most annoying guy I know.

"If you'd stop being so stupid and flirting with other girls, maybe, just maybe, I won't text him," I yelled.

Ashton rolled his eyes. "You wonder why I hate you, bitch," Ashton said. He made me want to literally kill myself. I was beginning to hate him, yet a part of me knew I still loved him.

"You're fucked up!" I yelled at him, "First you flirt with other girls, and you slept with one of them. Then you go through my phone while I was in the shower, just to see who I've been talking to. I was only talking to him because he asked me what's wrong. And you're what was wrong. Then you go and talk shit to me about it, when you're the unloyal one. Then you say you hate me and call me a bitch. Is this some sick game? Are you using me?"

He looked at me, hurt in his eyes. "Of course not, Anna. I just, I just don't know anymore," he said. "You don't know what? You don't know if you want to be with me or you don't know if you're using me? Tell me Ashton. Tell me what you want?" I said.

"Fuck you, Anna. I'm not in the mood for your dumb shit. I'm actually never in the mood for your dumb shit. I'm done. I'm done with this relationship, I'm done with the arguing, I'm done with the lying, I'm done with you being a smart ass all the time, I'm done with us being unloyal," Ashton said, but I cut him off. "You. You're the one being unloyal," I said.

"What the fuck ever. This is what I meant by smart ass," he said, I just roll my eyes. "I'm done with everything, Anna. That includes you," he said. Those last three words hurt me more than any of it did.

That was the last time we talked for a long time, which was two years ago, until he came to my house on Purge night.

*flashback ends*

6:17 a.m.

When we walked in the house, guess who was sitting on the couch watching the news. Ashton. He looks at me and quickly comes over to me. "Thank god that you're okay," Ashton says, hugging me. I push him away.

"Get the fuck away from me. You sent me with the guy, and you don't even help me, you just sit at home and act like everything is okay. Ashton, you don't even understand. I love you. I never stopped loving you. You had to hurt me, again. I fell for the dumbest person," I say, covering my face.

"Anna, I'm sorry,"he says, hugging me. I push him off again. Then I shove him against the wall. I walk into Ashton's  room and sit on the bed. This is the worst night ever.

***

Ashton

I look at Michael, who is staring at me. I turn my back and cover my face because I knew I was going to cry, I don't want Michael to see me cry.

I heard the click of a gun.

I turn around at look Michaels gun which is pointed to my head. "Why did you treat her that way? You're lucky enough that she wants you, but you go and hurt her like that. I see what kind of guy you are now. You're definitely not the kind of guy that I want around my best friend and the girl that I like," Michael says.

I do a quick laugh. "You like her? Wow, I should've known. How come I was so blind to see that before?" I say.

"Maybe because you're stupid and that you've hit her," Michael says. "I love, Anna. I can't express the way I feel about her, though. No matter what, she's the one I want. When we were together, I was unloyal. I might have called her a bitch once or twice. I might have told her I hated her. But never once, have I hurt her physically. I'm a dumb fuck, and I fuck up a lot, I know. But at least I love her, isn't that all you want for your best friend?" I ask.

Michael looks around the room for a second then lowers his gun. "Actually, I think I still want you dead," he says and points his gun at me again. He puts his finger on the trigger.

Then we could all hear the gun shot.