(Ashley POV)
I stand in my room and strip off my soaking wet blazer from the pouring rain at Linda's funeral. Tossing it on the floor along with my skinny black tie and white button up shirt.
I look into the mirror on the wall while taking off my belt. You could still see all of my ribs and my concave stomach from being imprisoned for 10 years.
I was starting to feel better though, I guess that makes up for something.
I finally pull off the black belt and dress slacks, changing quickly into a white t-shirt and gray sweatpants.
I check my screen watch to see It's about 11:30 pm. I turn it off and rub my temples, the twins would be up soon for their midnight feeding.
I suddenly get this strange feeling in my chest and rub the area around my heart.
Confused, I get up and walk out of my room and down the hallway.
I hear a slight sniffling and look into Jonathan's room.
Jonathan sits back at his desk in his room like a zombie, still in his wet suit from the funeral, and staring off into the distance.
"You called?"
I say as I walk into the room and close the door behind me.
"Huh?" He looks up, confused.
"Your heart was hurting and my Johnny senses were tingling." I joke, he sniffles a little and rolls his eyes.
"Shut the fuck up, Ashley." He groans and I lean against his desk with my arms crossed.
"Have you been sleeping? You look exhausted. If we were passing on the street I might confuse you for a raccoon," I ask and he shakes his head.
"I've tried but it's not...I don't know. It doesn't feel right. She's...She was by my side for over sixteen years. I guess I just can't bear sleeping alone." he sighs and sniffles again.
He wasn't crying but the drenched suit he's wearing was starting to chill his bones.
I walk over to his bathroom and turn on the tub so it can start filling with the hottest water. Then go back to him and turn him to me.
His large gray eyes looked up at me like he was a depressed puppy in need of attention.
I gently take off his tie and place it on the desk, moving on to his jacket.
"Come on, let's get you out of this before you catch the flu or something. We can't have the twins getting sick." I warn him and he nods tiredly.
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FREEDOM #WATTPRIDE
Romance"Of course I told them everything! From your dick size to the type of coffee you drink in the morning," Johnny and Ash have been cursing each other out with their aggressive humor since before they can remember. And when Jonathan becomes a widow wi...
