Addicted To You

Bahama Drama

The next morning, Tyler wakes up first. He stands and stretches, last night slowly coming back to him. The sex, the fight, the going to bed angry. Fucking perfect. The last thing he wanted was to fight with Ashley, but she makes it so difficult sometimes.

Walking into the kitchen, he checks the time, noticing that it's 7:30. 30 minutes till they're due on set.

The actor walks back into their bedroom and spots his sleeping beauty, the one he's beyond pissed at. He rubs a hand over his tired face before approaching her, nudging her a few times.

"Ash...wake up. We have to be in hair and makeup in half an hour." He informs her, watching as she wakes up and absorbs the information. The blonde nods her head and begrudgingly gets up, hardly looking at him.

"I'm going to get changed in the bathroom." She mumbles, grabbing leggings and a t-shirt from her drawer before disappearing behind locked doors.

Great, they're acting as if they're strangers.

Tyler sighs and quickly changes, going to the kitchen to open the box of pop tarts. He puts cherry ones on a plate for Ash and he eats his on the couch, thinking back to a simpler time when they'd have sleepovers and eat pop tarts the following morning. When did things get so complicated?

It doesn't take long for the blonde to join him, laughing softly at the sight of pop tarts ready for her. She makes them both a cup of coffee and plops down beside him on the couch.

"Hey." The word comes out a bit timidly, taking a bite out of her pop tart.

"Hey..." He replies, watching as she swallows.

"I'm sorry." They both say at the exact same time, immediately erupting into laughter after.

Typical Tyshley.

"I never meant for you to feel like I was using you, Ty. You're my best friend and I care about you." She genuinely feels bad, meeting his eyes.

Her costar nods his head as he takes in her words.

"You need to tell him, Ash. It's not fair and you know it."

She gets frustrated when he says that, shaking her head in protest. "I can't. It's not that easy."

"Yes it is! It isn't fair to him and it isn't fair to me."

Ashley tears up and looks at the ground, not knowing what to say. When she says nothing, he continues.

"I guess I don't understand why you're still with him when you cheat on him all the time. You don't do that to someone if you love them."

A few tears trickle down her pale cheeks, wiping them away as soon as they fall. What's wrong with her? Why can't she shake this?

"I do love him, Tyler."

Tyler laughs in disbelief. "I don't get it. You come crying to me every time he breaks your heart and I listen. I'm there for you. Yet, you still go back to him. Do you have any idea how that feels?" He scoffs, standing up and throwing both of their plates away.

The blonde stands as well, eyes following him as he moves.

Her cheeks are stained from the silent tears falling, feeling awful about the entire situation.

Tyler stays put in the kitchen, staring at her across the room with such intensity. "I'm done fighting with you, Ash. I'm not going to do it anymore. If you truly love Ryan, then stay with him and leave me out of it." He walks to the front door and walks out with a slam of the door, leaving Ashley standing there.