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37.

Ashley

Shower done, unpacking done, change into my pink sweater and my black leggings done.

I plop down on my bed. Nothing feels as good as laying down in your own comfortable bed after a two week trip to France.

I groan when I hear Mikey calling my name from his room.

"Yes?" I ask when I enter his fortress.

I walked past his TV that was accsessorized with dirty clothes and dishes.

"Yuck" I make the most sour of faces. These are the Downs of not having parents in the house.

"Mikey?" I ask then approach his bed slowly. Knowing him he'd probably jump out at me in these kinds of situations.

I hear him groan loudly throwing his white duvet to the floor next to an empty pizza box.

"Ashley!" He yelled again but this time in my ear.

I look over at him and see that his eyes were closed shut.

Okay good. He's just sleeping. I thought. But that still didn't answer why he was yelling my name.

"Mikey?" I whisper. Which I didn't know why I couldn't just say it normally as it was just us in the room. "Michael" I talk a bit louder then shake him awake.

He jumped up petrified. I didn't mean to scare him like I did. It even scared me, because I thought something was really wrong with him.

He glances around, examining every single aspect of the room. I didn't know whether to talk to him or let him calm down first.

I decided to wait it out. I mean something must of went down since he was sweating like a pig.

"Oh.. oh my gosh Ash" He huffed out relieved.

Before I could say anything he engulfed me in a big sweaty hug. He kept me in his embrace for a while until he finally calmed his breathing down to normal.

"Ashley I thought you were dead"

I laugh at the reason of his behavior. Not meaning to be rude I just thought he got bite by a humongous insect. They'll get you here in Australia.

"Ash you don't understand" He swallowed his saliva with dramatic effect. "It was.. Emma Thorton who killed you"

This made me laugh even harder.

"Ashley this is serious, I thought you were killed by the spawn of Satan and here you are laughing at it"

I collect myself enough to speak back, "Do you hear yourself?" I hug him again then pat his knee. "It was just a dream. That mean mean girl isn't going to be in our lives anymore" I chuckle.

He laughs along loosening up. "Yeah you're right, Ash. Thanks"

"Anything for you cuzzie" I look around at the dirty surroundings. I can no longer bite my tongue about this. "Michael, I'm sorry, I know it's your room but damn boy you live in a pig sty."

I saw his eyes gazing around the room then he nodded while playing with his bottom lip. "Yeah, you're right. I need to clean up"

"Yeah, we all do. We should have a cleaning day"

He rolls his eyes, "Yeah like that's going to happen"

I pout my lips then look at the ground, "Well geez it was just an idea"

I stand up to open the door (trying not to trip on every single pair of shoes he fucking owns of course) But, when I look over he was fallen asleep.