Punk It Out(Punk Ashton FanFic)

Chapter Eleven

"They're here. At my house."

I got up and looked out Ashton's window and sure enough, there were three around his house. Two were at his front door. He ran his hand through his hair. He grabbed my wrist and pulled me into him. He kissed me roughly and dragged me downstairs.

"Wait here." He whispered. He went to the front door to talk to the police who were trying to shove their way inside. Who I guessed was Ashton's mom and siblings sat in the living room, his mom trying to calm the kids.

"Hey!" One of the cops pushed Ash out of the way while the other one handcuffed him. "You're under arrest for kidnaping." He said. I ran to him. "No!" I yelled. The other police grabbed my arm to hold me back. I wiggled out of his grasp and ran to Ashton.

"He didn't kidnap me! I ran away!" But they didn't listen. They just dragged him out to their patrol car. I saw my mom running toward the door. She hugged me.

"I knew he took you! I knew it!" I pushed her away.

"No he didn't! I ran away, away from you!" I screamed.

"Please, someone tell me what's going on!" Ashton's mom said to the police.

My mom looked at me with pure hurt in her eyes. "I love him mom! I love him..." I noticed the car with Ashton was beginning to drive away.

"No! No!" I desperately ran after it and tears streamed down my face. I eventually ran out of energy and sat in the street crying. A cop came up behind me and pulled me up. He led me back to my mother.

"You'll be able to see him tomorrow after questioning." He whispered. I assumed he wasn't supposed to tell me. I weakly smiled at him. "Thank you..." I was barley audible. I couldn't believe what was happening. My love was just arrested. All because he was trying to protect me.

My mom thanked the police and apologized to Ashton's mother who was holding back tears. I was forced into the car and we drove home. "You don't know how worried I was about you, do you? I had no idea where you were!"

"Well you obviously made some assumptions." I sneered at her. I didn't want to be in the same place as her. I couldn't even look at her. I hated her. She was doing this to me. It was her fault. Her fault that Ashton was arrested, that i had to go to my dad's house, that I was even in this world. And I hated her for it all.

When we got home I slammed my door shut without another word to her. I flopped on my bed and sobbed. I decided to call Jenna. I had been ignoring her recently and felt bad about it.

"Hey girl! What's up? Long time no-" I interrupted her by crying. "Oh my god Skyla what's wrong?"

I explained everything. From meeting Ashton, to the make out session, to Having to go to my dad's, to the concert, and running away, and Ash getting arrested. She didn't say anything the whole time.

"Skyla, hun... Your life has been a big mess since Ashton came into it... Don't you think?" My jaw dropped.

"W...what do you mean?" I knew exactly what she meant. But I didn't want to believe it.

"I mean maybe you should say goodbye. It's only been a week, there's no way you could already be in love with him."

"You don't know. You don't know what I've been through the past week that Ash was there for and you weren't! Where were you, huh? What's more important than your best friend?!" I found myself yelling at her.

"Well I would have been there if you had taken the time to tell me about your problems, rather than go take your anger out in a make out session with that-that stupid boy!"

I gasped. Partially from how she was talking about Ashton, and partially from the fact that she was right. I had been neglecting her the past week and it wasn't fair to her. I felt like I was going to cry again. "I'll call you later." I said, fighting the tears. I flopped on my bed and sighed. Then the waterworks came back. I cried until it hurt. I cried myself to sleep.