Pure As Vodka

Scene 9

Finally the next part is up ;)

It's Friday again, finally school is over and I can go home. I've never been one of those to wait for school to be over since I always loved to learn something new. But I guess I am a bit different now.

I can't wait to come home and go upstairs in my room just to find Ashton there waiting for me like he does nearly every day. Maybe he'll ask me to make it official today, maybe he tells me he loves me.

My heart is beating fast as I sit on the bus, my nerves on edge as I look forward to another night in Ashton's strong arms. Another morning to wake up to his soft sleeping features. Another night with the one that I fell so fast and deeply in love with.

When the bus finally stops at the end of my street I say a quick goodbye to Abbie and hurry out of the vehicle. I sprint the way up to my house greeting my parents shortly before I run up the stairs to my room.

I rip open the door of my room my breath catching in my throath in anticipation just to find nothing. My room is just as I left it this morning and there's no one waiting for me. No Ashton lying in my bed and telling me that I took ages thanks to my extra classes.

His voice isn't greeting me with a low 'Hello' and teasing me about being all intelligent and all these little things he rags me about when we usually together. This always ended up in me pretending to sulk and him kissing all over my face, starting at my nose with light butterfly kisses and ending on my lips with a passion that took my breath away.

I choose to lie down on my bed and wait for him. He came every evening this whole week so he might just be late because he might be doing something with his friends after school.

Two hours later at 6pm he still isn't here so I grab for my phone checking my texts for the thousandth time yet again but there is no text of Ashton. My fingertips are burning to type a message asking him where he is but I don't do it.

Even if I write the message I'll delete it, like the other times. I don't wanna seem like some clingy girlfriend when we've started dating just now.

The phone vibrates in my hands and I nearly have a heartattack following the butterflies to erupt in my stomach. He's texting me.

I press the button on my phone to make the screen light up just to see another name in the message window. The smile instantly drops from my face as disappointment spread inside of me as I open the text from Allison.

Best Cousin
"Hey Leigh, you wanna go out 2night. There's a party I need a friend to accompany me at!"

I sigh. I'm not in party mood and what if Ashton comes when I'm gone and is disappointed when I'm not here waiting for him as he's doing for me every day.

I really don't wanna let her down but I really can't go now. I need to wait for Ashton, he'll come like he always does. So I type her a quick excuse.

"C'mon Leigh, I don't wanna go to Luke's party all by myself, pretty please."

Luke's party, that's it. Ashton is probably going there and coming over after he leaves the party for sure.

I think of saying yes for a second since I'd get to see Ashton and be with him, but then I remember that we don't talk in public since it's our "secret". It wouldn't change anything if I'd go I'd only watch him like some creep for the whole time.

"Sorry Ally, but I'm really exhausted. I've had a long day."

I'm gonna be waiting for him to come home where I can be close to him and sleep in his arms.

My eyes are taking in the words of Stephen Chbosky's "The Perks of Being a Wallflower" in the dimly lit room. I've only got my small reading lamp on, since my parents think that I've went to sleep two hours ago.

I hear a rumble and storm to my window instantly leaning out just to see the light on Ashton's porch is on. That can only be him since his mother is at his grandparents with his siblings.

A smile spreads on my face as I turn off my nightlight and pull the curtain in front of the window again so it won't look like I've been waiting for him all along.

I hear some bumping sounds from his house, feet stumbling up the stairs and then finally I hear his door bang open and a small light in his room is turned on.

I smile as I make out his silhouette instantly getting the feeling of butterflies in my stomach knowing that he's with me. He could have had anyone on that party but he came home to me at only 2am when he normally stays till the next day.

I wanna call his name but the letters get stuck in my throat as I make out another silhouette against the dim light in his room. It's way too small and thin to be one of the boys who are sometimes crashing at his place.

An uneasy feeling spreads in my stomach as I squint my eyes. There is a girl with him. Why is there a girl with him?

Everything happens in just seconds but it feels like the time is running in slow motion. I watch as they suddenly tangle up with one another, lips intertwine as I just stand there.

I can't tear my eyes off the two silhouettes as they make out and I hear their muffled moans through the silence of the night.

He's there, only meters away from me, fucking another girl.

I feel tears running down my face as my stomach twists and turns making me sick.

I thought he loved me.

God, I was so dumb.

I thought he loved me like I love him.