Ashley's POV
I jump off the swing and make a run for it, he shouldn't be here. He can't be here, I'm probably just imagining him being here. I run for about three blocks then I'm tackled by him. I gasps as he covers my mouth, he sits on my stomach and I start to punch him since my hands were free. He removes his hand from my mouth and punches me in the stomach. I yell and start to cry, I stare at him and see hatred in his eyes, pure hatred. I cry harder and shake me head. "Don't hurt me, please. I thought you loved me, you told me you loved me and I believed you. Why would you lie to me?" He doesn't speak and gets off of me, picking me up and throwing me over his shoulder.
I want to kick and scream but my body is numb, I can't move. He walked for a couple more minutes and we entered a house. I look around and notice that it's my house, he took me to my house. He throws me on the couch and runs to the door, I try to move but decide not to make things worse than they already are. I hear the door lock and shift in my seat, he comes back into the room with hatred clear in his gray eyes. I stare at him and try to say something but I'm interrupted by his lips crashing into mine. I gasp but don't kiss back, making him slap me across the face which makes me yelp. I start to tear up again but I don't cry this time, I start to get angry. I get up off the couch and slap him, he holds his cheek and I feel him look into my soul.
He started to walk towards me and I kicked him in the balls, he fell down holding his balls and groaning. I took this time to kick his ribs and step on his foot. All he did was yell louder, I flipped him off and kicked his ribs again. "Fuck you Darren, you never fucking loved me. Go deep throat a cactus and rot in hell." I walk out of the door and pull the doorknob off the door somehow. I run back to Rock's house and run in, locking the door behind me. I drop my bag and fall to the ground against the door, I sit there, staring at the floor. I start to cry quietly, I bring my legs to my chest and wrap my arms around them and cry into my knees.
I hear footsteps and look up, seeing Andrew with a sad smile and tear stained cheeks. I smile sadly as well and stand up, running over to him and wrapping my arms around his waist. He proceeds to wrap his around my waist as well and nuzzles into my neck, making me smile through my sobs. I hear his crying and pull away from the hug. "Andy, why are you crying?" I say between sobs "I'm so sorry for hurting you, I'm sorry for not telling you about my dark side, I'm sorry for what I did, I was forced to watch, I saw with my own eyes but I didn't have any sort of control over my body, I'm so fucking sorry Ashley, believe me, I love you so god damn much and I didn't want any of that to happen to you. Please forgive me, please Ash. I would never hurt you, I hope you know that." He started bawling in the middle of his sentence and it made me cry even more.
"Andrew, I believe you, I understand that you had no intention to hurt me. Don't blame yourself, I have what you have. You have your dark side and I have mine..." I stop talking and step away from the hug, looking at the ground the whole time. "Ash? You have what?" he steps closer to me and grabs my arms, rubbing them softly and lifting my chin. "I have a dark side as well, it usually comes out when I'm pissed as hell or really depressed and tells me to kill someone or myself, but I haven't seen that side in a couple of years since I've learned to keep it under wraps." I look into his gorgeous brown eyes and smile. "Why are you smiling?" I giggle and lean in, "I just love you so god damn much, you make me really happy." I kiss him slowly he gasps into the kiss then kisses me back passionately.
He bites my bottom lip asking for entrance. I open my mouth as he explores every inch of it. I moan into the kiss and he grabs my waist I pull away from the kiss and walk over to the door to get my bag from the ground. I bend down and sway my hips, knowing Andrew was staring at my ass. I hear him groan and I giggle, standing back up and walking back to him. I grab his wrist and take him upstairs, I open the door to the bedroom pull him to the bed then push him onto it. I walk to the door and close it then lock it, I turn to Andy and see him in his boxers only. I giggle and walk to the bed. I sit on his lap and wrap my arms around his neck, I lean in and kiss him once again, grinding against his growing erection, I moan quietly and kiss his neck. I start to suck and nip at his neck and I hear him groan, making me smirk against him. I keep sucking on his neck, making him moan, letting me know that I found his sweet spot. I continue to suck on his neck, giving him many hickies. He grabs my waist and flipped us over, him over me now. He removed my shirt in a matter of seconds and started to leave hickies all over my chest.
He took my pants off and started to rub my clit through my panties, making me groan. I kiss him and moan into the kiss as he continues. He started to remove my panties until we heard the front door slam open, making me jump. Then footsteps are heard outside of the bedroom. I pick my panties back up and push Andrew off to the side and reach into the drawer in the nightstand next to the bed and take a gun that Rocky had left in there a couple of months ago. I cock the gun and aim it at the door. The doorknob is hit on the other side with something heavy. The door is opened and I see Darren at the door. "Darren, get the fuck away, I will not hesitate to shoot your ass. Step. Back." he walks closer and I aim the gun to his legs and pull the trigger. I went deaf for a couple of seconds then hear a yell. I turn and see that Andrew has a scared look on his face. "Andrew?" he looks down to his stomach and I look down as well, I gasp and start to tear up.
"Andrew! No! Andy please! N-n-no." I aim the gun at Darren again, seeing him on the ground. I had shot him in the thigh. I shoot his left foot and he yells. I throw the gun on the bed and run to Andrew. "Andrew, no. Andy, you can do this. Don't leave me, you can make it through this." I lean closer to him and peck his lips repeatedly. I grab my phone from my bag and dial 911.
{{ PHONE CALL}} [[Ashley- italics] ||operator-underlined||
911, what's your emergency?
H-hi, my boyfriend has been shot by my ex-boyfriend who broke into my house with a gun.
Okay ma'am, address please?
5342 Diamond Thread Lane.
Okay ma'am, a unit is on it's way, stay still and make sure the shooter is unarmed and you and your boyfriend are safe.
Yes ma'am, thank you.
I hang up the call and put Andrew on the ground slowly, I run over to Darren and see him reaching for his gun. I step on his hand and pick the gun up off the floor. I unload it and throw the gun on the bed with mine. "Don't you fucking dare you psycho." I step on his hand again and run back over to Andrew and kiss his forehead. "You're gonna be okay Andy, I promise."
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The Night
Teen FictionAshley Dean is an 18-year-old girl in an abusive relationship with Darren. She had been hospitalized, not knowing that she would end up meeting the love of her life, Andrew Teller, in Seattle Grace Hospital.