Chapter 2

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~Ashley~ 

I walked down the stairs of the house looking around curiously. I let the girl out the front door and wondered where I was. I found Jake and Jinxx snuggled on the couch asleep. CC was laying on the floor. I had seen Sandra in one of the rooms on my way down.

I wondered into the kitchen and saw Andy sitting at the table with a cigarette in his mouth and his phone in his hand.

I tried to ignore the fact that he was shirtless and made some coffee. I turned to grab a cup and when I turned back he had stood up and was walking over to me.

" Hey Ash? " he murmured.

"Yeah?"  I asked making my cup. I was panicking at how close he was. He was to close to me and he wasn't wearing a shirt.

"Who was that girl? " he asked and leaned around me to grab a lighter. His chest pressed against my back and his hair fell over my shoulder and tickled my neck. I shuddered and closed my eyes trying to calm myself down.

" I don't know." I murmured.

" Do you always have sex with strange woman? " he asked as he leaned back.

I nodded," Uh.. Yeah." I shook myself, "No point in keeping them around. They're all sluts. Getting close to one would just get me hurt. And I'm not really interested in a relationship anyways." 

"Why? " he asked.

I turned around putting on a defensive face," Why do you ask so many questions? " I snapped.

He looked hurt and I sighed. "It doesn't matter." 

He looked at me curiously but didn't ask anymore questions. I drank my coffee quietly and he want back to the table. I was thankful when everyone else shuffled in.

We had breakfast and talked about the band and what they wanted from it. I got their numbers before I left.

When I got home all i could think about was Andy and that night five years ago. I was confused about Andy. He seemed so familiar but so strange. What scared me was how attracted I was to him. I wanted to kiss his lips and hold him like one of those couples on a movie.

I know I only fuck girls. And I am afraid of men. And that's probably why I was so afraid of these developing feelings. I can't say I trust him. There's something about him that makes me want to run away screaming. I couldn't help myself as I laid on the couch imagining all the things I wanted to do to him. Being in porn really taught me some interesting things.

~Andy~

As soon as Ashley was out the door I let out a breath I didn't know I was holding in. All eyes were on me immediately.

"Andy? " Sandra looked at me.

"Thats him..."  I mumbled.

"Him? " CC looked confused.

"Him..? The guy? From Cincinnati?"  Jinxx asked.

I nodded, "He doesn't recognize me." 

"You should tell him." Sandra said.

"He'll leave." I sighed.

"So let him." Jake grumbled.

"I don't want him to go. " I sighed closing my eyes.

"Do you have a crush on him?!"  CC blurted. I flinched and laid my head on the table.

"He remembers that night. And I think it's really fucked him up. He asked where I was from and when I told him he nearly choked on his drink. And this morning I touched him and he looked like he was gonna pass out." I mumbled.

"You definitely need to tell him." Jinxx nodded.

"Why!? So our front man can go to jail?" Jake snapped.

" I get the feeling Ashley wouldn't go to the cops." Sandra said.

" And what if he does?! "

"Jake, we know you love Andy and all, but shut up."  Jinxx sighed.

" I would deserve to go to jail." I said.

"I don't love him." Jake grumbled.

"Just tell him." Sandra said and sat down.

I nodded and text Ashley asking if we could meet up and talk. He didn't reply for a few minutes and when he did it was just a blunt 'sure'.

I went upstairs to my room and got showered and dressed. I stood in the mirror for a while just staring at myself. I decided to do my eyeliner and put on a thin coat of lipstick then messed with my puffy hair until it was perfect. I was only wearing a vest and skinnies.

I jogged downstairs and called goodbye to everyone as I ran outside. I walked down the street to the cafe he had agreed to meet me at.

He was already there when I arrived. I stood outside watching him through the window. He was wearing skinnies and cowboy boots with a black wife beater that showed the stars tattooed across his back and a cowboy hat. I pushed the door open and walked over to where he was sitting.

"Hey." I smiled and he jumped.

He looked up at me and I almost melted seeing his beautiful brown eyes on me. I sat down across from him and picked up the menu.

"You want to talk? " He asked curiously.

"Uh yeah..."  I nodded and sighed. "You need to know... Ash... I.. Um.. I'm the one that raped you... five years ago."  I groaned as soon as it was out and squeezed my eyes shut bowing my head in shame. I heard his breathing accelerate and winced.

"I'm so sorry Ashley." I whispered. "I don't know why I did it. And I've regretted it since it happened. I've always wished I could have found you and apologized. I know that it doesn't make it better but I wanted you to know. And I understand if you don't want to be in the band. I understand if you go to the police. But you needed to know." 

He didn't say anything and I didn't open my eyes. I heard him stand up and his feet walking past me. A second later the seat dipped as someone sat next to me. I felt his hand cup my cheek and tilt my head towards him. His thumb casually ran over my bottom lip and I opened my eyes shocked at the touch.

"Ash? " I breathed. He just stared at me with a brooding face. He leaned forward a bit, his eyes closing a little as he stared at my lips.

"Why do you do this to me?"  he whispered.

"I don't know." I breathed.

A second later he closed the space and gently kissed me. My eyes fluttered shut and I slowly raised my arms wrapping them around his waist and pulling him closer.

He broke the kiss when I touched him and gasped clutching at my arms.

"L-let go." he begged and I let go immediately.

"Ashley. " I looked at him worried.

He shook his head and stood up. "I think being I'm the band is a bad idea for me." 

"Ash! " I jumped up starting to panic. He just shook his head and rushed off.

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