paintings- a.i

8-addiction

ashton

painting portraits of my beautiful girlfriend is always a piece of cake, but today just wasn't the best day to do such a thing.

"dammit!" i yell, throwing the paint brush.

"ash, what's the matter?" grace looks at me, worried to know if something is wrong.

"when I paint a portrait of you it's usually the easiest thing I can do, but I just don't seem to have that ability today." i sigh stressfully.

grace looks down at me with a frown and puts a hand on my shoulder. "it will be alright babe. maybe you just need to take a break from painting."

I can't stop painting. it's something that I can't live without, or I'll go insane.

"no grace, you don't understand. see, painting is like a drug to me. i just can't stop. it's an addiction."

grace frowns and says, "but if it stresses you out then you should take a tiny break and then you can go right back to painting. i don't want you to feel stressed, darling."

i look up at grace and smile at her.

"okay, I'll take a break." i finally agreed.

i got up from my chair and looked in the mirror of our bedroom.

i looked like i haven't slept in weeks.

"you've stayed up way to late painting, and I think you should give that a rest. you look dead tired, ashton. why don't you take a nap?" grace says, sitting on her side of the bed.

"no thanks babe. i'm going to get some water." i walk out of the room and in the hallways I see my paintings on the walls.

i didn't want to lose my ability to paint.

i just couldn't.

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hello!

so, I haven't updated my story in so long, and I apologize!!

I hope you guys enjoyed this chapter!!