Taken

2

When I woke up I was immediately lost in thought. I need a change. Sighing, I get up and do my usual morning routine. Shower, hair, clothed, eyeliner, choker. Leaving a note for Ash saying I'll be back in a few hours, I walk out the door.

Going to town I notice everything from how bright it is to the birds singing. Grieving, I walk into the salon. Everything is pink. To pink. Walking over to the counter I fake a smile.

Looking up, a woman says, "Welcome to Live Life and Dye... Your Hair! How may I help you?"

"I want my hair dyed," I sigh, "but looking for professional opinion on what color. And I don't just mean natural colors."

The woman's smile wavers a bit, "No problem. Come with me." She starts walking and I follow, "You can try on wigs to see which color you want."

After trying on several wigs, I finally found one I like. The top is ash blonde and turns grayish purple as it goes down toward the ends. It's the perfect ash ombre look.

A few hours later, my hair is dyed so I walk home. When I get there, I go to the kitchen to get coffee and find Ash at the table. Ash blonde? I think, I so didn't think this through.
When he heard me come in says, "Finally, we still need to-" he cuts off when he sees me.

"What?" I ask to snap him out of this daze.

"Uh I like you're hair." He mumbles.

"Thanks," I smile, "anyway, what were you saying before you got distracted?"

Scratching the back of his neck he says, "Um I was saying that we need to walk about last night."

My mouth goes dry, "What about last night?"

Leaning forward on the table he says, "Your memory attack. What else?"

Trying to be nonchalant I shrug, "wasn't sure what you meant, but now that I do, I'm leaving.

"You can't refuse," he states, "Even if you don't want to tell me, you will."

"How can you be so sure?" I challenge.

Stepping closer, he traps me against the counter, hands on either side of my waist, "I have my ways," he whispers, smirking.

I nearly stutter because of how close he is, "Good luck trying to figure it out."

He drops his smirk and leans closer, closing his eyes. Just as I close my eyes, his phone rings, startling us. Blushing furiously we both move away, "You won't find out. I can be pretty stubborn," I yell, walking away. Closing the door to my bedroom I think what the hell just happened?!?!

Ash POV

What the fuck?!?! I think. I can't believe myself. I was trying to figure out what memory bothered her last night. I shouldn't have gotten distracted. She just looked so small and perfect and kissable. I need to stop thinking about her. This may be our week of but I need to train.

Grabbing my gloves, I head to the gym. Heading over to the punching bag, I turn up my music and get to work.

Fyre POV

In my shorts and sports bra, I grab my gloves and head to the gym. I need to relieve stress and frustration, and the punching bag is just the way to do it. It's my week off, but i don't care. I just need to relax.

Getting close to the gym, I hear music playing. I freeze, realizing that ah must be in there. Smirking, I think to myself let's his reaction. I continue into the gym and head over to the free punching bag, right beside Acheron. Here looks up in surprise when I start to punch the bag, he didn't hear me come in.

After an hour of beating the bags, we decide to spar. Going to the center of the gym, we start to circle each other. With a quick move, he strikes...

Hi people. So I'm leaving with a cliff hanger, but I'll put on another chapter next week. I've already got the next chapter written, on paper of course, but i don't have time to put it on here this weekend. Hope yawl life the story.