The Mix Up (Ashley Purdy Love Story)

What If

Once Morgan and Samm left, I clocked out and left for home.

Tonight was eventful, I thought as I left the restaurant and headed towards my truck. It was near the back of the lot, like instructed when we came to work, and my feet were already sore three steps away from the door. Those waitresses are real troopers, I mused.

Tonight had shone some insight on the whole Ashley Purdy dilemma. Morgan's words kept replaying in my head about him being depressed and stuff. Was that true?  I don't see any reason for them to lie, though. The story sounded pretty legit, and their faces while saying it had been very serious. And who would lie about that anyway?

I was a little angry about them putting me on the spot like that, though. I bet they even planned that on purpose.

Is everyone related to Black Veil Brides jerks? Gosh.

In the heat of the moment, I grabbed my phone and scrolled through my contacts. I quickly found Ashley at the top of my contacts and clicked 'call'. Fine, if he wants to send his friends to do his dirty work, then he was going to get a call from me.

"Hello?" His voice asked, groggy from sleep. I tried to ignore the way my heart jumped.

"What is wrong with you?" I demanded as I got into my car. "Acting like a depressed kid just so your friends would come and find me? Very mature, Ashley."

"Lexi?" He asked in confusion.

"Yes it's me!" I hissed. Now he's trying to play the innocent act? There's a reason why I didn't call him.

"What do you mean my friends found you? And I'm not depressed!" He objected.

"That's not what Morgan and Samm said. They said you were depressed and that the guys sent them to come and get me." I explained slowly.

"What? I haven't seen Morgan in months and Samm's been in Organ visiting family with Jinxx," He said slowly, as if I was the child. As if. "And I'm not depressed!"

"That's not what they said." I stated, stubborn as always. If Alex was here, she'd be shaking her head in disappointment.
 
"Well they are liars. I haven't been depressed over you not calling me back," He snapped, suddenly sounding wide awake. My hands tightened on the steering wheel as I came to a stop at a red light, just blocks away from my house. "Why are you calling me back? It's been three months, Lexi."

I swallowed nervously, regretting my decision to call him, "Er . . . I lost your number . . ."

"Lexi."

"Seriously, I did!"

"Lexi." His voice was stern.

I sighed in defeat, "I was scared, okay?"

"Scared of what?" His voice was full of disbelief.

"That you'll just use me for sex! My friend Brenda told me that you're known for your one night stands and I didn't want to be one of those girls." I blurted out in one breath.

The line was silent before, "DO YOU REALIZE HOW STUPID YOU WERE BEING? I took you on a date Lexi, that's not a sign of a one night stand!"

"Well you could've been acting nice!" I objected pitifully.

"Are you fucking serious?"

" . . . No . . ."

He groaned and I could just imagine him running a hand down his face, "You're going to be the death of me," I heard him mutter before he spoke up. "Okay, I'm coming back to Vegas next month. By then, you make up your mind, Lexi. You either want to try this, with me, or you don't. I'll send you concert tickets," There was a moment of silence and I finally reached my house, parking in the driveway. "I won't hurt you Lexi." He whispered before hanging up.

I groaned in frustration and tossed my phone away. He just had to say that, didn't he? I won't hurt you Lexi. The way he'd said it, it sent shivers down my spine. Was he telling the truth? Was I even willing to make it work between us? Yeah, some part of me was happy that he still wanted to go out with me after three months, but I was still scared.

He's twenty eight, a full three years older than me. He's way more experienced and I guess that scares me. A lot. What if I'm not what he expects? What if he changes his mind and leaves me? I wasn't going to let my heart get broken, that's for damn sure. And that was a good chance that by going to that concert next month, I will be opening myself up for a world of pain. Compared to him, I was just a child. I had no idea what I was doing, I still had years before I had to make a decision about my life. Ashley probably knew what he wanted.

I had no idea what I wanted. Especially when it comes to Ashley.

Will I be able to open myself up for him?

Just take a moment to look at that picture . . .