Psycho 🔪 Ashton Irwin

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Dorothy's P.O.V

Teachers.

They end school and think to themselves, 'you know I suffered many years of my life in this rotting hell being thought things that don't matter and languages I'll never use, you know what, I want to become a teacher, I want to ruin children's lives by giving them a stack of homework and no time for socialising. Sounds like a dream 'ain't it?'. I have figured it out, teachers are fucking psychopaths.

I tap my pencil against the palm of my hand creating minimal to non sound while watching my teacher, she was filing her nails, you heard me right. It was very obvious she didn't want to be here, she was blond and tall, she was also skinny but she always stood very weird. She also always wore pretty fashionable outfits and obviously hated kids.

I took a drink of water before retiring to my worksheet understating a maximum of 5 words from each sentence. I mentally groaned at myself and the stupid questions that where written in a weird font. Why should I care where Cormac and his friends went Saturday night? If I didn't go I don't care. I sigh writing down the last answer before lifting up my head and already dreading the day ahead. After what felt like 17,000 years, the bell rang. I picked up my bag and books before walking towards my next class.

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I sat outside on the bench swinging my legs waiting for Ashton to come by and drop my off home, as per usual. I heard footsteps on gravel and turned my head to see Ashton standing there holding the straps of his backpack and smiling wide.

"Why are you so smiley, Ash?" I asked causing him to let out a giggle. I shrugged breathing out a laugh before standing up and brushing a few imaginary dust particularly from my skirt before walking towards Ashton's car, because Ashton was now 19. I frowned at my thought while looking up at Ashton. I wasn't short for my age, 5"2.5 or 5"3 depends on the sole of my shoes, but beside him even my father is short.

"Why are you frowning Doorbell?" He asked coming up with a lame nickname. I shrugged letting out a small laugh opening the door to his car and sitting on the passenger seat. He walked towards the drivers seat before smiling again, which made em kind of suspicious but Shrugging it off anyways.

"Buckled up kiddo." He said and I did, he started driving in the direction of my house, the car was quiet except the small sounds of a man speaking half Iraq and half English on the radio. I pull my phone out of my pocket and click on Spotify before playing 'Empty' by Olivia O'Brien through Bluetooth.

Ashton turned his head to look at me a bit and I flashed him a toothy grin, which he nicely returned. As I saw the road that lead to my house, which was very much in the middle of nowhere with a poor Signal, I frowned knowing I will have to do the mountain of homework before I even have a chance to eat. But Ashton passed it causing Me to turn towards him and raid an eyebrow before letting out a nervous laugh, Ashton never missed the road, because he lives on the same one.

"Ashton, you took the wrong road." I said chewing at the loose skin on my thumb. He let out a laugh, not a giggle, a laugh and shook his head.

"No I didn't." He replied causing me to turn my head to the side in confusion as he sped up a bit causing me to take a hold of the handle of the door. I hated driving fast and Ashton knew that very well, yeah sometimes he would do it on purpose to annoy me but now it didn't seem like he was going to stop, it didn't seem like he was gonna slow down, the worst pet is that Irish country roads are the worst roads every, they are extremely curvy and bumpy, can't say the same about my body.

"Ashton please slow down." I squeaked causing him to let out another laugh before going a tiny bit slower, still not slow enough for my liking. The car jumped a bit, so did my stomach. I saw us drive into another weirdly named town before he slowed down a bit to not get a ticked. My back was roughly pressed against the seat and my knuckles White around the handle.

"We aren't going home, we're going on An adventure." He said a wicked smile plastered on his face. I gulped and he put a hand on my thigh, which was only covered in navy coloured tights and the thin fabric of my skirt.