I was the last one to get inside the house.
Thomas Maxwell. My ex boyfriend
"What the hell do you want? Why are you even- how did you find me?"
Thomas was always a ladies man. We had classes together in college. Every time we held hands in the hallways, he always used to look at other women. When I caught him do I got, I always dropped my hand. He would always act like nothing was wrong. Then he got into a drinking and drug abuse problem. He always did this. On the last day of my last year in college, I broke up with him. He could be with someone else who does drugs I'm not the one.
"I love you, Ashley. You know I do."
"You should've said that when you had the chance. Now is not the time." I said. Ashton came into the room. Before he could say anything I spoke first. "Why did you bring him here?! He has no meaning to be here!" Ashton looked really confused. "He told me that he was your boyfriend from college."
I walked IP to Thomas, slapped him in the face, threw everythihg that was near me. A cup, pillow, couch cushion. Next ring I knew, I was on the couch balling my eyes out on Ash. He was rubbing my back to comfort me and telling me that everything was going to be okay.
Next thing I knew, I woke up on the car. Everyone was staring at me. I apparently was crying n my sleep. I knew exactly what that dream meant. Ashton will always be there for me.
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Punk Rock Kiddnapping
HorrorAshley gets kidnapped by a big group of guys that scared the living hell out of her. What will she do? And most of all, how will she escape?