We See What We Want

Chapter 5

"Uhm they sorta kicked me out. I'd leave but I don't want to deal with Neil's bitching tomorrow." the way he said that showed significant arrogance and rudeness

"Whatever, just sit on Lily's bed for now." Ash closes the door behind him.

"AH- you're the bitchy type aren't you?" is this some type of fucking joke, he's in my flat and he thinks he can say these things to me.

"What's your problem? all i've been was polite to you, but you don't have a half decent bone in your body to say a fucking hello." i'm surprised with how harsh my response came out, but I don't regret it.

"No need to get heated." he bites his lip as he looks me up and down. What a pig. My face is full of disgust.

"Just let me finishes reading my book okay?"

"Okay sweetheart." he says sarcastically. I swear he has to be bipolar. He's been absolutely rude to me the entire night, then looks me up and down.

We sit opposite of each other for the next while. It become quite peaceful. The breeze from the window and the sound from the city is soothing, but more importantly, no distributions. At least until my phone began to ring. I pick it up thinking it could be my mom.

"Hello"

"Hello Stella" a sinister voice comes through the phone, this isn't my mom.

"Who is this?" I ask almost positive knowing whom it could be.

"You know who it is bitch" I sit up and begin to tremble. He is the only man who distilled so much fear within me. My trampling and the crack in my voice became so apparent that Ash looks at me with concern.

"Are you okay?" he asks, Ash gets cut off by the sound of James voice.

"Is that a boy I hear. Eh-Slut. Anyways, i've heard you moved to London. Isn't that right?" I couldn't take this, I immediately hung up the phone, and grab the waste bin at the end of the bed. I felt so sick to my stomach that I placed the bin in between my legs and started to vomit. Ash rushes over to me, pulling my hair back away from my face.

"Who was that? Should I get Lily?" his voice is low and comforting. Shiversed dispersed up my spine when he began to rub my bag in soothing circles.

"No, please don't call Lily. I don't want to worry about this." I got choked up, without any control I'm crying. Why is this happening? Why is he calling me?

"Okay I'm going to get Lily." he stands up, but before he can move away I grab his arm, giving him a pleading look with tears puddinling in my eyes.

"P-please don't get her. Please." his gaze is full of confusion, but they continue to comfort me. Our eye contact is broken when I begin to vomit again. He quickly grabs my hair and pull it away from my face. I can't believe I'm vomiting in front of him.

"Do you have a water bottle by chance?" Ash asks, I point to purse, I always take a water bottle with me wherever I go. I notice he grabs a hair tie of the dresser as well.

He hands me the water, and ties my hair up into a low bun. Who knew Ash was actually half decent.

"Gargle the water to get that taste out of your throat" Ash intructs. I swish the water back in forth, tilting my head back to gargle it some more, then spitting it back into the bucket.

"I know it isn't any of my business, but who was that?" Ash sits down on my bed close next to me.

"I-I don't want to talk to talk about it. He is just not a good person to say the least." I grab the end of my sweater to wipe my tears away.

"Don't worry we can talk about something else, let try to keep your mind off of it okay?" I nod.