The Worst Slayer

Chapter 3

First period started. It was art class. I stayed out side of the ladies restroom. I Knocked on the door.

"Ashley. . . Come on were late. Ill take you to your class."

"I don't know. . . You seem harmful Justin."

"I would NEVER hurt you Ashley. I. . . Never mind just come on. Ill hold your hand."

She opened the door and looked around. She grabbed my shirt and pulled me in. She pinned me to a wall. I was starting to heat up.

"Listen Justin, I think me and you might need some time. . . Alone."

"Yeah, I think that'd be awesome!"

I grabbed her waist and pulled her towards me.

"No Justin. I don't mean that."

She pulled away from me.

"I mean, we need to talk. . ."

"Damn. . . What's up?"

"I want to know more about you."

"I am part of... this... Vampire slaying thing...  I know It seems fake bu-"

"I understand. I don't think it's fake. I mean it makes sense because you obviously were training for something."

"Yeah. So you don't think I'm lying?"

"No. I think your a really nice guy. Your not like the average guy that grabs my butt in the halls. Your better. Even if you do... chose the wrong paths sometimes."

She lifted her sleeve up showing her scars on her wrist.

"Your not alone."

She said.

"Oh... I.. didnt think you would do such a thing."

I grabbed her arm and kissed her wrist gently, then let go of her arm.

"Why didn't you use your healing magic on it?"

I asked.

"It doesn't work on yourself."

"I want you to think about me whenever your about to.. you know. I want you to stop. Its a waste of your time, just.. try not to feel alone."

"Thank you.. but it isnt all that easy to get rid of depression Justin."

"We should get out of here Ashley. People are probably wondering. And don't tell anyone about my whole slayer thing."

"I won't. I promise."

I grabbed her hand and she smiled and opened the door and we both left. The principle was passing the hall and saw us leaving.

"Hey! Young man what were you doing with her in the ladies bathroom?"

"Piss off you fat bastard."

"My office. Both of you. NOW!"

"Sorry Ashley. . ."

"It's okay."

We walked down to the office still holding hands. We sat down in front of his desk and waited.

"Justin I'm calling your father. Again. And Ashley, it's your second day at school. Why such a bad impression?"

He handed me the phone.

"Father, sorry. I did something bad but ill make up for it. Ill work double time okay?"

"Justin. . . Why? You need to stop doing dumb shit at school. But hey haha. I was never the good guy either. See you at home."

"Okay. Come pick me up."

I handed back the phone.

"Ashley and Justin. You are released."

We left the office. I grabbed her hand and walked out of the school with her. I waited for my father.

"Justin. I'm cold."

I looked over at the pale Ashley. I pulled off my t-shirt and gave it to her as a blanket. Slayer training taught me how to stand colder weather. I was now shirtless.

I saw Ashley looking at me.

"Are you sure your fine?"

"Yeah."

She came over to me and put her hands on my chest. She sent a wave of heat all around my body. My father stopped in front of us and honked his horn.

"Ashley. . . You want to stay the night?"

'Can I?"

"Yeah."

"Okay."

I grabbed my shirt from her and sat in the back off the car with Ashley.

"Father, this is Ashley. She needs a place to stay and she can't go home."

"Why not?"

"Her parents told her to find a new place to stay if she wants to be a trouble maker."

"Alright then. Hello Ashley."

"Hey."

I looked over at Ashley. She still looked cold. I grabbed her Hand and heated it up. She put her head on my bare shoulder. I still needed to put my shirt on.

After about 5 minutes we were back home. I stepped out of the car and put on my shirt. I made Ashley follow me to my room. I jumped onto the bed and laid down on my back.

Ashley laid next to me. I felt the heat sink in to me. Her smell and her hair were threatening to kill me. I tried my hardest and eventually slept.