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Chapter Fifteen
Lauren, Harry and I stood by the open casket. People came in said their goodbyes to my mum walked over and hugged us.
"I'm sorry for your loss" they would say. I started to get sick of it. Like it hurts like hell enough and then to be reminded of it constantly?
I'm overreacting but I don't know what to feel. I feel remorse and hurt. I'm so hurt. Hurt because she's gone and I made her life a living hell. Also hurt because of you.
You hugged Harry first which I expected he's the youngest. He whispered "I miss you" he's seventeen now. In case you forgot.
Then you went to Lauren, you hugged her longer than Harry. Lauren started to cry which made you cry and looking at you crying. Made me feel like hell.
You went onto me next "I'm sorry for your loss Ashton " you state and I nod. I look past your shoulder. Not because I didn't want to look into your eyes -well sort of- but to also see if you brought Luke.
You did, you fucking did. I mean I should have guessed you would. The way he checked his teeth in his phone and used one of the tissues to make sure his teeth were white also his bodyguard standing there with his arms crossed.
Well, to say the least, it made my blood boil. I fisted my hand at my side. You touched it and it was such a gentle soft touch. I missed it. I missed you.
That's when our eyes met. When you cried your mascara had stained under your eye a bit. I wiped it off.
"Ashto-" you tried but I shushed you. I then took you in my arms. It felt wonderful to be in your embrace again.
You started crying and shaking in my arms and I tried hard to fight back the tears that threaten to spill.
"Ashton I'm pregnant," you tell me. I push you off me. My hands still on your shoulder. "What'd you say?" I question I wanted to make sure I heard this correctly.
"I'm pregnant Ashton" you state again sniffling. "I'm sorry for your loss" I look up to see who the voice belong to.
It was Luke. He was talking to me and had his arm wrapped around your shoulder. "Ready to go, babe?" He asks you.
I couldn't contain myself. I punched him square in the nose and as I did he held his face. His bodyguard came over as I shook off my hand.
"Get out," I told both of you. You stared at me in disbelief "I said get out or I swear to god I'll break something else of yours luke" I shout. I now had everyone's eyes on me.
Luke's bodyguard dragged him out of the room grabbing a couple tissues on the way out.
"Grace you too. Now get out!" I shout and you take my hand but I shake you off. "Grace maybe you should go" Lauren agrees with me.
"No, not until you talk to me, Ashton. Please" you beg and I ball my hand at my side. I fought back slapping you and I felt horrible for thinking about it.
"This wasn't the fucking place to tell me that! My mother just died" I screamed at you. More tears ran down your face.
"Ash-Ashton I know. I'm so, so s-sorry" you cry and I walk away since I know you wouldn't.
I turn around and I watch you fall to the floor crying. I couldn't believe on the day of my mothers awake you found a way to make it about you.
