The Bad Boy Next Door

Chapter 13

ASHLEYS POV

It wasn't that I wanted to stop, it was that I had to. We needed to talk. I needed to know what was going on.

"Brody what are we doing?" I asked 

"I don't know." He said looking down at the ground

The real question was, what the hell I was doing. If he wanted to play games then so be it. I could play games to. 

"Brody?" I said looking at him

"Yeah." 

"We no longer need to talk."

He looked at me confused but got what I was saying when I started moving closer and closer to him. 

He grabbed my face and the heated kissing began again. This time I allowed it I needed him to think that I was just as intrested as he thought he had me believing that he was.

BRODYS POV.

I didn't what Ashley was thinking but whatever it was I liked it. She probably thought that I was just using her but that wasn't what I was doing at all. I was really starting to fall for her. There was just one major problem, I couldn't tell her that. Nor could I date her. My mother had passed away when I was 8 and that left just me and my father. From that point on the number one rule was that girls were toys. We fucked them and then we tossed them. They were nothing more to us. My father had made sure that I was taught this very clear. The first time that I brought a girlfriend around he beat me, almost to death.

My thoughts vanished as Ashley lightly bit my lip.

ASHLEYS POV 

Let the games begin I thought as I bit his bottom lip. He grabbed my hips and started to grind against me. I went along with this until my phone went off. 

*DING DING DING *

NURSE- Ashley your papa is headed to thehospital he stopped breathing!!

ASHLEY- Thank you i'm omw.

I started crying and headed to the door before leaving I slipped my shoes and and grabbed my keys. Brody was left dumbfounded on the couch. When I got the car started he came running.

"Did I do something wrong?" He asked

"No, it's not you. My papa is in the hospital." 

At that Brody was in the car telling me directions. When we pulled in I tried to gather myself before walking in. I wiped my tears as fast as they came but it didn't help. 

"You should let your parents know." Brody said taking my hand as we headed for the hospital doors. 

I grabbed my phone and sent a quick message to my mother. I knew she wouldn't see it until morning, but at least she knew. When we walked inside the building I rushed toward the front desk. 

"Oliver Parten 's room please." I said 

It was weird to use papa's real name. 

"Room 421." 

"Thank you." 

When we reached papa's room he was just laying there sleeping. I walked in with Brody following behind me. 

"Ladybug." He said opening his eyes when I touched his cold pale hand.

"Papa, I'm so glad you're okay." 

"Don't worry darling. Im alright."

"Get some rest. We'll be here when you awaken." 

"We'll?" Papa asked

"Brody and I. Ill explain in the morning. Get some sleep." 

At that papa fell asleep. I walked over to the recliner and curled up with Brody. He kissed the top of my head and I fell asleep in his arms.