chapter 9- Wednesday (Both)

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heads up, this chapter probably won't be as exciting, I don't know. haven't wrote it yet

(Ashtons POV)

Whispers and rumours of the kiss last night have been spreading around the school like wildfire. Everyone seemed to know and looked at me with a little more respect. I hadn't been pushed down or shoved or anything! I saw Lauren in the hall, pleading to Loretta, and I just smiled. She gave me a small glare and continued with her begging.

I headed to my locker where a note fluttered out and onto the ground. It was from Lauren. It read:

I'm so sorry.

I apologize for what I did. it was bad and awful and terrible for me to do, though you're not a terrible kisser c;

Meet me after school today at the park?

-L

I smiled at the note and glanced back over at the whining Cimorelli to give her the smallest of smiles that I knew she wouldn't see.

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Im sitting in science when I get called out of class for the first time in my life. I head down the hall towards the guidance counselors office to be spoken to. I'm a little scared, to be honest, what does she need me for? Did I do something wrong? Does she just want to check in? I got to her room and walked in to see Lauren and Loretta both sitting there stating at me. Lauren gave me the smallest of smiles and a wink. Loretta just sat there and glared at me, giving me the most disgusted look I've ever witnessed.

"I'm sorry, am I intruding?" I asked, knowing I'm not. I did get called downx after all. At this remark, Loretta scoffed and ms Presley shook her head and motioned for me to sit. I pulled up a chair next to Lauren and sat facing ms.Presley. "You called me down?"

"Yes. Yes I did. We need to resolve the issue you guys have been having between her," she motioned to Lauren, "her," she motioned to Loretta,"and yourself. You see, they were the best of friends before you decided to come and turn ms.Cimorelli and make her gay-"

"Excuse me? You can't make someone gay, and I certainly didn't. Have you seen me? This was of her own accord." I retorted, a little offended.

"Either way, she used to be straight, and now she's not and now Loretta here thinks they can't be friends assuming she'll become gay as well. Now, if we apply what you stated, which was you can't make someone gay, they Loretta, do you think you could try being friends with Lauren and stop spreading nasty rumours?"

"I could try, but the thijgnis, it wasn't a rumour, these to fags did kiss." Loretta remarked.

"Dont call me a fag, Lo" Lauren said, rather offended, "We are here to become friends again, not get into a fight."

"Who said anything about a fight?" Retta said jokingly, prepared to fight her if she had to. I just sat back, on the verge of tears, and just watched, slightly afraid. I had no idea what was going on and I don't think I like it to much.

"Obviously I did." Lauren said roughly, standing up and knocking over the plush red chair to the ground. Loretta as well stood up and glared at Lauren for a couple seconds before screaming at her.

"ARE YOU SERIOUSLY ABOUT TO FIGHT ME? ARENT WE SUPPOSED TO BE 'FRIENDS' YOU LITTLE SNOT! I CANNOT BELIEVE YOU! ANY OF YOU! IM SO DONE HERE!" She stormed out and slammed the glass door on her way, I looked up at Lauren, quite confused, and she just looked down and shrugged. Ms. Presley shrugged and motioned towards the door, so I got up and left with Lauren quite calmly.

When we got out the door she turned to me, "Insane, right? I had to value with her for 8 years. I'm actually kinda glad she's gone, I'd have punched her one of these times, ya know." She laughed slightly and smiled at me, teeth shining and perfect brown eyes sparkling at me. I wasn't sure what to say, so I just smiled and shrugged. She leaned over, kissed my forehead, and disappeared into her classroom. I stood and waited for a few seconds, just in case she came back out, before leaving to my class.

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(Laurens POV)

It was tie for P.E. again and I stood, waiting for Ashton to show up so we could get started. When she arrived, I got a little sad. her shorts were just short enough for me to see the scars on her legs, and some were fresh. She jogged over with the biggest smile on her face, which soon disappeared when I didn't return it. I grabbed her wrist lightly, turned it over, and saw scars lacing her arms in criss-crosses. I lifted her arm, looked her in the eye, and kissed them gently. I could see tears behind her eyes as she smiled an empty smile. I hugged her and when she hugged back I could feel her clinging tightly.

I whispered in her softly, "Dont be sad, you're beautiful."

And in reply I heard the few saddest words I never wanted to hear.

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"Hello? 9-1-1? Yeah, my friends about to commit suicide at the park. please, please help her. Yes the park on dio way. By the creek. Probably jumping off the bridge, I don't know. Just please help her..." I cried, tears filling my eyes and running down my cheeks. I promised her I wouldn't, but I didn't want to lose her as well. What would Loretta think? What would she do? Probably let her die, actually.

I heard sirens wailing as they passed my house and I walked out to see them. I followed a few of them until we got to the park where I could see her in a stretcher, being put in an ambulance. She looked over and saw me, and I saw as fresh tears spilled out of her eyes. This was the saddest I've ever seen her and it scared me.

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(Ashtons POV)

I was at the hospital being evaluated by a couple nice ladies. They decided I wasn't safe- duh- and were gonna send me back to the hospital again. I was scared, sure, but I was used to it. I only hated the fact I wouldn't see Lauren unless my family told where I was and how she could visit me. Chances are they wouldn't.

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I arrived at the hospital and was immediately greeted by 20 other kids, all looking quite different, and only one or two actually smiling (probably being sent home soon) and one waving at me. I recognized no one and that wasn't too terrible of a shock, I expected only as much.

I sat down at the most empty table and was greeted by 3 kids. One had dark skin and a big smile. He had drawn on scars and stitched  on his face and called himself KC. Another had off colour skin, light brown hair and a cowlick in the front and back. He was one of the smiling kids. He told me his name was Colin and he'd be leaving in a week. The other kid was mute, but they said his name was James. He had darkish skin and shirt, curly black hair. He had the softest smile, but the saddest eyes.

We finished our drawings and headed to the upstairs rooms to relax for a little bit. I was disappointed to know KC was on the other side but I was with Colin, James, Rachel, Chiara, Tyrice, and Matthieu. They were all rather quiet, except for Chiara and Tyrice. They were the loudest.

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