Challenged

Chapter Fifteen

Adeline's P.O.V.

I've laid here on this bed for around two, three hours. I heard Floyd and Michael leave, but a little after followed the sound of a screaming Ashton and a pleading Luke.

I don't know how to feel or even what to think. Ashton is literally a drug dealer. To make it worse our friends, well mostly his work for him.

How could I have not know? I know I've knowm him for such a short time, but I was with him everyday for a couple weeks and I never found out. How?

I heard a door close, then silence. I rolled over on my oppisite side, so my back would face the door. I don't even look at Ashton.

A couple minutes later I heard the bedroom door open, then a dip in the bed. I wonder how he even got up the couch by himself.

He lays down beside me and wraps an arm around my waist pulling me closely and kissing my head.

"I know your up." Ashton speaks softly.

I remain silent.

"Adeline, this isn't how I wanted this to come out." He lets out a heavy breath.

"Would it have ever came out? Tell me. You should have told me from the start Ashton. I have the right to know what the hell I'm getting into, but you we're being so damn selfish you didn't even tell me." My voice full of anger as I throw his arm of my waist.

"Would you be here right now if I told you the truth?" He speaks still calmly.

"No I wouldn't, because I like to think of the future. There's so many ways this would not only be dangerous to me, but you. I don't want to get attached to someone and be with someone, then them not wake up next to me because they're either killed or in jail. I don't want to worry every second of everyday wondering if somethings happened to them. I don't want that, I don't need that." I sit up.

"Then why haven't you left Adeline!? If that's how you feel then fucking leave!" He shouts at me and sits up as well.

"I haven't left because you already got me attached to you, you fucking idiot!" I shout.

It's silent and I sit in this bed so vulnerable.

"I don't know what you want from me Adeline, I don't. I'm trying and all your doing is changing me." He says in such a low tone, I almost didn't hear him. I wish I didn't.

"I changed you? You know what I want Ashton, I've told you multiple times. I would have never thought in a million years that I would be sitting here, with a drug dealer or begging for someone to want me as much as I want them, but look at me. I'm here, with you, doing exactly that. Then you have the audacity to say I'm changing you." I laugh a little towards the end of my sentence.

"Adeline I would never bring you into something that would hurt you." He sighs.

It's silent again, but this time I get out bed and throw on some yoga pants.

"What are you doing?" He asked.

"I'm leaving." I speal coldly.

"Why?" He replies.

"Because I can't do this. Because you told me if I can't do this to leave." I look through the room looking for shoes.

"You're so fucking dramatic." I see him roll his eyes.

I don't reply.

I realize it's better that I just stop replying. I'm tried of fighting, it feels like we fight more then anything and I can't do that. I don't have the energy to fight him.