An/ there are quite a few trigger warnings in this book! ex: verbal/physical abuse, self harm, violence. Please only read what you're comfortable with. There will be less and less of certain situations as the book goes on.
@ 5sos.edits.lmao- rt for a private dm with ash!
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@ 5sos.edits.lmao: here ya go! post proof and have fun!
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You: WHAT.
You: ASDFGHJKL
You: HELLO. ASH. HI. IM EVA AND I LOVE YOU SO MUCH. HOLY SHÌT.
You: i know you'll probably never see these but that's okay i'll keep trying :)
You: ya know, you really are everything to me i hope you know that.
You: i hope you're having a good time on tour! wish I could be at one of your shows ;(
You: you probably never check twotter.
You: HA. WHATS A TWOTTER. IDK.
You: okay eva you're having a conversation with yourself chill out mofo
You: what if like, one day you answered me and we just started talking everyday asdfghjkl that would be amazing.
You: i really don't do anything all day other than stalk you and listen to your music.
You: omh (that stands for oh my hemmings ha i'm hilarious right) that sounded creepy i'm so sorry. :(
You: it's 2:00 in the morning and i'm tired this never happens wth i'm gonna sleep now good night ash I love you <3
I got out of bed after an hour and a half of trying to get Ashton to answer me and decided to get ready for bed. Grabbing my rowyso shirt, leggings, and fuzzy socks I went to shower and brush my teeth. As I get to the bathroom the door opens and I'm scared to see who it is.
My step mom walks out with a bottle of vodka in her hand and notices me before I can sprint down the hallway
"Damn Crusty Christy its a new record, still up and drinking at almost 3:30 in the morning. I'm so proud of you!" I say as I attempt to walk past her. Before I can walk into the bathroom a huge flab of arm fat appears in front of my face.
"Where do you think you're going you little shìt isn't it past your bedtime? You're not trying to sneak out are you? Don't wanna end up like your mother." She slurs with a smirk on her face.
"I'm getting into my pajamas you skitch get out of the way. Trust me, if I wanted to sneak out I would have done so a long time ago." I said as I duck under her arm and go into the bathroom and slam the door in her face.
"Just wait until you come out you little fūcker, you'll get what you deserve. I told your father to leave you at an orphanage a long time ago. But does he ever listen to me? No." She says from outside the door.
I brush off what she says, as I'm used to it. I turn on my shower, brush my teeth and listen to music. That's my only escape, music. Singing along to the music, I get dressed and braid my long black hair so it's wavy in the morning.
I get to my room and turn off my phone, not even checking the notifications because I know they're all telling me who posted something. I grab my favorite blanket and the stuffed bear my mother gave me and try to fall asleep.
