"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...
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(Ashley POV)
*Ashley's clearly dying, don't mind his slurred thoughts
"You're Gay?!"
I wince as Linda screams at the top of her lungs.
This wasn't helping my already throbbing eardrums.
With my cheek pressed flat against the cool marble countertops I listen to the conversation while weakly tracing invisible circles in my hands.
"Jonathan! We are married! Its only been a year since I "died"! How could you just move on! And with YOUR BEST FRIEND!"
She tries to slap him and he catches her hand before it reaches his face.
I instantly feel an anger bubble up in my sore chest.
Try to lay a hand on my husband's face bitch and I will destroy you. Only I can slap his cute stubbly cheeks.
"You're not even gay Jonathan! We had four kids together!" Linda says and I laugh to myself.
Oh, he's gay alright and amazing in bed too.
It makes me kind of sore just thinking about it.
"No, yes, no, you're right. I'm bisexual or whatever. But that's not the point Linda. The fact of the matter is we were married until death tore us apart or whatever the fuck the rest of the vow I said to you was. You died! Therefore you are NOT my wife."
Linda goes to make another point but he stops her and takes a deep breath.
"Linda, I don't have time for this right now."
He wraps his jacket around my shoulders.
Those flowers smell so nice.
The jacket smells like his sweet manly sweat.
mmm....
"You can either deal with it or get the fuck out of our house."
He stands his ground and they look like they're ready to fight.
"Woah woah woah woah."
Peter steps up and stands between Jonathan and Linda as a barrier.
"If you leave me for him, I'm taking AJ."
Linda threatens and Jonathan laughs in her face.
"You're not getting our kids. I dare you to go to court without even knowing your daughters first names."
Peter holds Linda back and I try to hold Jonathan back but I was so sick I was stumbling.
"Dad, what's going on..."
AJ rubs his eyes as he stands at the top of the staircase and looks down at us. I go into another coughing fit and hold onto the railing to keep myself from crumbling to the floor.
"Mom?" He looks at me and I point upstairs.
I can hear the little footsteps from Isla and Natia coming down the hallway.
"Aish, AJ. Cough cough Take your sisters and go back to your room okay buddy." I croak and he looks at me.
"Papa, are you okay? You look really sick." He says and I nod.
"I'm fine just please go."
AJ nods and walks back upstairs, grabbing his sisters before they can see the disaster unfolding down here.
Once he's safely out of earshot Jonathan grabs me by my shoulders pulling me to him and wrapping an arm around me. He points to the front door.
"Get out, now."
He tells Linda. She gives me the dirtiest look that seeped with her absolute hatred for me as she stomps out. A few minutes pass.
"Peter, can you watch the kids, thanks."
Jonathan grabs the car keys and tugs me towards the door. I start to lose consciousness from standing for too long.
Every step was exhausting.
"You chose me..."
I groan and squeeze my eyes shut when we face the bright lights in the elevator. Turning into Johnny's shoulder to hide from the burning brightness.
"Ashley I know you probably won't remember this because you look like shit and you're probably going to pass out any second."
His arms were so warm but a chill invades my body and I feel my teeth start to chatter.
