Chapter 7: The Past

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/Sorry guys don't be mad I changed the names I just rlly didn't like the fanfic anymore/

ASHERS POV
Oh my gosh, I can't believe this. I'm an idiot. She's gonna hurt herself, and it's my fault. I shouldn't have kissed her. I couldn't stop myself. What is wrong with me?

She finally came out of the bathroom with tear stains down her face. Something was different though. She was smiling. Smiling so big she lit up the room. But why? Then she hugged me. What's going on. I had no idea I just held her close happy she was safe. She back out of the hug and told me that this wasn't about the kiss. She also said that the kiss never shouldn't have happened. Ouch.

"Then why'd you hug me?" I asked.

"Asher, I didn't cut." She said.

"Cathy that's great!" I nearly yelled.

"I'm ready." She smiled.

"For what?" I asked.

"To tell you who I am." She replied, "Asher, you don't know me. I mean, yeah, you are my friend and we've met but you don't know my past."

"Follow me." I said gesturing into my room. I closed the door and sat on my bed. She sat next to me and began with her story.

CATHYS POV

So I began, "I was born here and things were fine until the age of 9. The my mom started using drugs. She would leave me and my dad at our house for days, sometimes weeks. Then my dad forced her to go to rehab. She's was clean after that. Things were good again until I turn 13. See my dad and I used go on his boat and sail in the ocean. One day while we were setting up the boat and my dad told me to back to his truck and grab the rope out the back. Well I went to the truck and there was no rope in the truck. Confused I walked back to the shore. He was gone," I choked back some tears and continued, "I screamed and ran into the ocean searching for him then I saw it. Our boat too far me to reach I screamed but no one answered then all of a sudden the boat went up in flames. I don't know why but my dad killed himself. In a fire." A tear rolled down my cheek, "Life went on and 5 years later I went to college. With in the week I was there a rumor spread about me. I still do this day don't what the rumor was, but everyone hated me. Now, I'm here." I looked at him and I knew he felt bad for me. I just stared at him and without knowing it, I moved closer to him. I closed my eyes and leaned towards when our lips met I pulled away. "I can't" I whispered. "Why not?" He asked softly. "I don't want to get hurt." I replied. He pulled me in close and whispered to me, "Cathy, I'm not gonna hurt you." He paused, "I love you."

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