The Girl I Met In December.

Chapter Twenty-One

Chapter Twenty-One.

~Ashby's P.O.V~

"Robert, you need to get  off my bed and head to school" My patience wearing thin, he was really  pushing me today and he knew it but I had to remember that he couldn't help it, not after what  happened. I felt my stomach twist around on itself as I though back to all that blood...no, I really didn't need to think about that right now. That was  years ago and right now Robert needed me now. "Ugh, be quiet. You're so  noisy" Rob groaned as he covered his ears. My patience was being tapped all the more like a glass full to birm wobbly nervously but I wouldn't let it show, I wouldn't get angry at him instead I sighed my anger out before turning to smile at him. "Okay, Robert your bus is nearly here" I replied with a sweet whisper, his eyes flickered up to meet mine with pure disgust but finally he did as I said and stood up sulking his way out of my room. I let the groan I had held in all this time out. This was hard work sometimes, it physically drained me most of the time. "Well, your brother loves me" A deep sarcastic voice spoke behind me, my heart hammered madly as I registered who owned that voice. Nervously, I ran my hands threw my hair, finding so many  knots. Ugh, I needed to cut it shorter so I didn't get in these  embarrassing situations. Ah, first world problems. "Yeah, he was a bit  grumpy s'morning. Sorry about that" I told him, rubbing my face to smother my yawn. How I was still tired after sleeping early yesterday, I truly don't know. Suddenly, hands were  around my waist, they were gentle, carefully locking me into him. At first I felt the panic rise in me but I had to  remember this was Donnie, not him. Donnie would never hurt me. "And how  is Ashby today?" He murmured softly into my ear, making my hair stand on end from just remembering the feeling of his lips, kissing me just behind my ear the other day. He always smelled so  fresh like grass and dry leaves and it just reminded me of nature, I loved it. He had been like this with me since  Friday night. Honestly, when I saw him in front of his Mom's grave I  never felt so scared. Seeing him so vulnerable, I was normally the one  who cried at things so seeing him like that broke me. "I'm okay. How  are you?" I spoke getting shy, almost melting into arm to try and hide my red face. I was nervous because I wanted him to  stay like this forever but I knew it wasn't easy for him, he never  shared anything and I found that hard, I needed to be with someone who was open with me otherwise it just turned into another thing to stress over but he had also drawn my into his secret, no one from school knew he was in care but even then only one  person did about me. "Couldn't be better" He replied and I felt him give a cheeky grin as he stroked my hair with his face, bless the lord for slik feeling conditioner because he certainly loved it. "Right, we need to get going" I spoke being the  responsible one because if not I think we'd be seriously late for  school.