Chapter 3

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Ashton's perspective

I didn't need my cruches anymore, because i took physical therapy all day. But i brought them just in case.

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When we got to the park, I gave David a blanket so he could lay it out. Then i Layed down and took out some cookies. "I made them myself." I said as I gave him a cookie.

"Doesn't your maid do that?" He asked.

"No, because her cookies aren't made with love." I said.

David looked at me strange. I could see him from the corner of my eye. I'm so stupid!! I thought he liked me! I yelled in my mind.

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After all the cookies were gone, we layed there looking at the stars.

"What happened to your motorcycle?" I asked.

"I sold it." David replied.

"why?"

"Because i don't want to hurt you anymore."

I can't believe he just said that.

Then I just sat thers for a while looking at the stars.

.... 2 minutes later

"what did they do to me?" I blurted out.

"what are you talking about?" David asked, confused.

"My surgery." I replied.

"They took a not needed bone from your hip, and then put it in the crack of your ankle." He said softly.

I looked down. This is going to be an awful summer. It's like he could read my mind because he said, "It's ok." and then leaned over to kiss me.

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