Chapter 5 (ashlynn)

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I didn't know that my choices would effect Michael so much. I knew that he liked me, but I wasn't sure how bad. I felt like a trash can to have messed with his feelings. When he arrived at my door, I didn't know what to do. So I just sat there reading all the replies to my suicide email. Some were sweet and some were salty. I hated the fact that there were people that wanted me dead. But Michael obviously wasn't one of them.
He said he loves me. He said he didn't want me to kill myself.  Michael cares about me more than anybody ever could. Too bad I realized that so late.

As soon as he left my house, I couldn't help but to cry. Cry for all the things that I had done to effect his life in the wrong ways. Crying because I made his friends turn against him. Crying because he loved me.

Through my crying session more replies came up on my email. One that I was surprised to see was from Calum.
It said this:
Hey Ashlynn,
I just want you to know that the rebound chick was all my fault. I told Luke to do it. I guess I didn't realize how much that would effect you. Honestly, I thought that would make you want Luke even more. Now I see you are way better than that. I like that you aren't a hoe.  I also like that you don't try to hard to get what you want. It's something where I feel like you either have it or you don't and I think that is one of the coolest qualities about you. I'm so sorry again. Can we be friends?
Bye for now,
Calum 😀

I wasn't ready for that at all. Like someone please get me a glass of water, because I think I am going to pass out. Who knew that all these boys actually cared about me!?! I sure didn't.

I went to sleep that night thinking about what Calum had said. I also thought about the incident with the rebound girl.
~Flashback~
"Ashlynn, chill out dude."
"Ashlynn, I would never.  I love you."
I remember the girl on his lap. Practically giving him a lap dance. I remember how he said these words so desperately. You could hear all the want in his voice.

Back to the present

I woke up to more email notifications, that I really didn't feel like reading.
I put on my awesome outfit of the day.
Which was some camo cake making skinny jeans and a army green lacy crop top with my 3 inch healed combat boots. I felt good. I most definitely looked good. I was good. So I walked outside to my car and started driving to school.

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