Fix you(abused Girl) X male reader Remake

Chapter 4

It wasn't like Ashley disliked gym class. There had been times in the past where she had really enjoyed it. She was talented at most sporting activities, and one thing she truly loved was Judo; schools didn't offer it, but it was something she wished they did. She had attended classes from the age of seven because her father had pushed her to do it. Ashley was a slow learner at first and remembered how small and fragile she used to be compared to the other kids there. Her father had helped her practise to become better, and with time she surpassed all of them, always to remain small and fragile to him, though.

She remembered how her mother was never all that thrilled with her love of Judo. "You're so pretty and petite, you know I'll always love you no matter what you do, but ballet would suit you so much better", her mother's words rang through her ears, the memory so vivid that it seemed like it was only yesterday that she was sitting in-between her mom's legs as she combed her hair. Her mother had dragged her along to ballet class once and she refused to go back. It just wasn't her thing. Needless to say she was slightly disappointed. Why am I remembering and thinking of this now? She's gone.

Ashley couldn't control her thoughts as she sat alone in an isolated corner of the library, skipping out on gym class for the fifth time that week. She had grabbed the first book she could find and had had it open on page one for the past ten minutes. She'd only managed to read the first line because her thoughts had been distracting her so much. Ashley was tired and hungry, on top of that, parts of her body ached pretty badly. She didn't want to be there, but she didn't want to go home, either. She couldn't even decide what place was better at that moment. Probably school. Being alone was a bonus, she didn't want to be around others. Ashley didn't trust anyone and she wasn't in the mood to entertain any of the imbeciles at school. She liked being alone, she had been that way for a while and had become quite accustomed to it. In fact she preferred it.

While her brain decided to go over every vivid memory of hers, the (H/C) boy suddenly came into her mind, (Y/N). He was a small boy, (still taller than her, though) who had clearly not finished puberty yet, or has he even started? He was undoubtedly annoying, either way. However, Ashley was thankful he had given her a sandwich yesterday. She really needed it, not that she'd admit that to anyone but herself.

Suddenly, Ashley heard the sound of a chair pulling up opposite her, disrupting her thoughts. You've got to be kidding me. She looked up from her book, irritated, and couldn't hide her surprise when she came face to face with the boy who had just been on her mind just moments ago.

"Hi" he said softly, he looked embarrassed and awkward as he slowly sat down opposite of her.

"What are you doing here?" she mumbled. Shouldn't he be in gym class right now? He didn't seem the type to skip class, he looked like the typical goody two-shoes.

"W-well I don't really like gym." (Y/N) replied honestly, but that wasn't the real reason he was there. His intuition had told him that Ashley wouldn't go to gym class after all, and he thought he might find her in the library. He hated gym class anyway, he was terrible at all sports and at the end of the day he only ever ended up humiliating himself. Although he never usually skipped any of his classes, he thought that just the once wouldn't hurt.

"Oh." was all she said as she looked back down to her book, trying to ignore him for the second time that day.

"Ashley?" (Y/N) questioned, he could tell she didn't want him to be there but he didn't want to leave, "Why don't you go to gym?"

"I don't even know why I bother wasting my breath on you, it's none of your business. I thought I made that clear already." she looked up and made eye-contact with him, her brown eyes staring harshly into his softer (eye color ) ones.