She Is The He-Devil's Property

Chapter twenty one:

~Rosia Banks~

Ashton took me home and offered to stay for a while to take care of me until mom got back home. We decided to watch a few movies and drink some hot chocolate to warm us up.

I sat on the counter and watched him make the hot chocolate. I knew that he was about to lecture me for jumping in the fight again.

"Here you go." He handed me a warm cup of hot chocolate, his jaw tightened.

"Thanks."

He took slow sips of his hot chocolate while staring directly into my eyes. I looked down at my fingers and stared back once in a while.

"Why?" He questioned.

I was all too familiar with that face. The "why don't you listen" look.

"Uh...why what?" I laughed nervously.

"Don't act like you don't know so tell me why you had to get into the fight again?"

"I can get into a fight if I want to. You don't have any right to control me."

"I'm not controlling you, I'm looking out for you." He moved closer, concern clear on his face.

"Well it doesn't seem like it." I rolled my eyes.

"Well, I am. I hate to see you have bruises because of some stupid fight I got into. I'm warning you Ms Banks don't do it again."

I crossed my arms and looked him straight in the eye. "Ashton, I get that you're looking out for me and all ,but in case you haven't noticed I'm doing the same for you. I hate seeing you fight and I always jump in to end the fight."

"I know but these are my fights. I can handle them alone. I don't want you getting hurt." His Hans lightly brushed over my cheek.

"Okay, how about no fights and no one gets hurt?" I suggested.

"I can't promise you that because if someone hurts what's mine they'll get hurt one hundred times more."

"Ashton!"

He put his hands up in surrender and gave me a cocky smile. "I'll try."

"Men these days."

"Should we watch Titanic or Romeo and Juliet?" He asked sitting next to me.

"Romeo and Juliet." I smiled.

"Cool."

We sat in perfect silence watching the movie with a blanket keeping us warm. As the movie played, my head felt heavier and heavier. I was feeling sleepy from the pill that the nurse gave me. I gently tilted my head and rested it on Ashton's shoulder. He lifted his arm wrapping it around my shoulders and the other around my waist pulling me closer to him. He looked down at me and gently placed a kiss on my forehead.

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I shifted comfortably in a warm fury blanket and realized that I was in my bed. I winced when I put my hand over my mouth that was now bandaged and looked out the window. It was still raining and I assumed Ashton left after putting me to sleep. I reached for my phone and dialed his number. Within one ring he answered the phone.

"Hey, you awake now?" He asked, his british accent sounding like music to my ears.

"Yeah I am." I replied.