-Ashlynn's POV-
When we finally arrive home everyone exits my car. I don't get out of my car yet I just watch as everyone leaves and goes into the house. I'm literally staring at my front sitting in my car.I don't want to this girl who kisses up to teachers and gets good grades all the time. But that's the kind of girl that Chase likes. I'm a bad girl, I'm a player, I get tattoos, I don't care if my teachers like me, and I certainly skip classes every other day.
If I ever want a chance I have to change my attitude, my personality, and my looks. I can do that, right? I can become a different person for Chase.
I sigh and finally get out of my car. I shut the door and lean on it. Why can't I be a good girl? I finally let all my feeling poor out of me. My tears fall. A tear for every bad thing I've done. I scream until throat hurts. I collapse on the ground. I feel strong arms wrap around me as I sit with my knees pulled into my chest.
"It's not fair." I say sobbing my eyes out into my knees, not bothering to look at whoever is holding me. "What's not fair, peanut?" a familiar voice says. "Why can't I be like Arianna? Be a good girl." I say still not looking up. "Hey, look at me." the voice says again. I look up to see Blake with worried eyes. "Don't change. That's not who you are. What happened to my spunky peanut?" hey says softly. I throw my arms around him and burry my face in his neck. "Please don't tell Asher." I beg him and he nods.
I pull away and look into his eyes. "Thanks." I say before getting up and going into the house with Blake behind me.
As son as I enter the girl rush to my side and Jenni nearly passes out as soon as she lays her eyes on me. "Your makeup! What happened babe?" she yells. I shake my head and chuckle. Em and Jenni rush to their bags for makeup.
Asher looks at me and furrows his brows. "Chase, again?" he asks me with a worried tone. As you can probably guess this isn't my first mental break down over Chase. I nod sadly and Asher's eyes are immediately clouded with anger. He's really protective over me, he always has been.
I get tired of worrying and walk over to the mini fridge we have stored in a cabinet. I type in the pin and open it up. I take out three beers and shut it. As I turn around everyone is staring at me. I ignore them and open all three. I down the first one in less than three minutes and continue until I can't feel anything anymore.
I walk over to Asher stumbling a little and throw my arms around his neck. "Ashy! Let's go swimming!" I say slurring a little. It feels good to be care free. Before Asher can say anything the door bell rings. "I'll get it!" I say in a sing-song voice. I open the door and Chase is there. He takes in my appearance and his face hardens.
"Chase! Your just on time! We are going swimming!" I say happily.
"Ashlynn... Your makeup and hair... What happened?" he asks slowly.
I simply roll my eyes and tuck a loose strand of hair behind my ear. "Nothing." I lie.
Chase doesn't press the question and watches me with curious eyes. "Are you drunk?" he asks.
Again I roll my eyes and Blake comes to stand by me. "Yes. Thanks to you." he says before slamming the door on Chase's face. He turns to face me and opens his mouth to say something but I out a finger on his lips.
He furrows his brows and I move my finger from his lips. I stand on my toes and kiss him. Not a peck, the full on thing. His eyes widen before he pulls away from me. "Your drunk out of your mind. You need to control yourself." he says sounding angry all of a sudden.
I roll my eyes and walk back over to Asher. "Blake's being mean!" I shout before sticking my tongue out at Blake. Asher just stares at me with his mouth wide open. I stumble and am about to fall to the ground when Blake wraps his arms and my waist.
He lifts me with ease and carries me bridal style to our pool out back. He dumps me into the water and my vision clears a little and I'm more aware of my surroundings. I cough as I reach for the surface. Jenni and Em are staring at me trying to refrain from laughing. Jesse, Asher, and Blake are staring at me but not my face. I look down and realize my white shirt is completely see through and you can see my pink lace bra.
I try and cover my chest with my arms and look up at Blake. "What was that for?" I ask just standing in the pool.
"Going under water helps you get sober depending on how drunk you are." he says with a shrug. Oh... I tend to do crazy things when I'm drunk.
"Oh gosh. What did I do this time?" I groan as Blake helps me out of the pool.
"Well for starters you kissed my best friend." Asher says with a blank expression.
"Oh... Yeah. I remember that much." I say looking up at Blake. "Sorry I upset you. I don't know what I was thinking... I just... I don't know." I say rambling on.
"You were just drunk and it didn't mean anything to you, right? I mean that's the line a bad girl would use." Blake says bitterly.
I try to blink back the tears. Yikes. That hurt. Blake's face softens when we realizes what he said. I run into the house with Jenni and Em right behind me. I run up the stairs and into my room. Jenni closes and locks the door after Em runs in. Jenni looks at me with sad eyes.
"I'm sure he didn't mean that Ash." she says trying to make me feel better. I shake my head and blink back the tears. I won't let his words affect me. I don't care what he says. I won't cry over him, it's not worth it.
There's a knock at my door and the girls look at me. Jenni sighs as both she and Em exit my room. Blake walks in and sits on my bed running his hand through his hair.
"Just leave." I say as a single tear runs down my already hideous face. He opens his mouth to object but Asher comes in and gives him a look. Blake nods and leaves with Jesse. By now I'm sure Jenni and Em have already left.
Asher pulls me into a hug as I sob. I don't want to cry over Blake. Heck, I don't want to cry over anyone or anything. Maybe I should just distance myself from everyone.
"Fairy tales don't always have a happy ending do they?" Asher says quoting a Fergie song.
"It's time to be a big girl now, and big girls don't cry." I say in reply as I sniffle. He smiles that I still remember the song.
He smiles and leaves my room so I can have some privacy. Maybe I'm destined to be alone. I guess I'm okay with that.
YOU ARE READING
Not the Bad Girl
Teen FictionI've read about the bad boy becoming good for the good girl. Why can't the bad boy be good for the bad girl? Maybe I'll just have to ruin the good girl, bad boy relationship to win. I want Chase as mine, not Arianna's.