Reject.

Chapter 20

I get my phone back around 6:30. It's almost 9:30 now, and I haven't gotten any texts from Bekah or Michael.
I check my conversations, and they haven't sent any messages since I handed over my phone to my brother.
I hear the jingle of keys and try to fall asleep, flopping around to get comfortable. "Sophia?" Ashton whispers, cracking my door open.
"I'm awake." I say glumly.
"I'm going to Luke's. I'll be back later." He says.
"Okay. If Michael's there, tell him I want to hang out with him."
"Okay, g'night." He whispers, closing the door.
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I can't sleep.
It's almost midnight.
Not a single text.
Ashton isn't back.
I give up on waiting for people to text me and text Ash.
Come home soon plz. I'm getting scared.
He doesn't respond, so I text Luke.
Tell Ash to start driving home.
I wait a while for a response.
Ash isn't here..?
What do you mean?
I mean he isn't here.
He left already?
What r u talking about?
He said he was going to your place.
Didn't invite him, trying to sleep.
Do u know where he is?
Panic rises in my chest.
No srry.
I call Ashton, texting almost everyone I know. Nobody knows where he is. But Michael texts me back, a simple sentence that would help tons if I could get there.
Have u checked the bar?
I feel anger boil inside me. I have no way to get to the bar, Ashton took the car. There's no way I'm riding my bike.
I call Ashton again, and he finally answers.
"Sopha.. I'm on my way home now..." He's drunk. He pronounced my name wrong and his words seem to run into each other.
"Ash, don't drive home. I'll call a cab."
"No, no. I'm in the cab."
"Thank god, you took a cab."
"Yeah, good thing we had one parked in our drive, right?" He laughs, an innocent but menacing laugh, telling me that he's drunk and driving home without a care in the world. He's happy but he doesn't get it.
He says something and hangs up on me.
Did u find him?
Luke asks.
Yeah, he's on his way home.
Where was he?
The bar.
He's drunk?
Yeah
Do u want me to help u?
No it's fine
K. Just lmk if you need any help.
Ok Luke :)
I hear a car pull into the driveway, and then banging on the door. I leap out of bed and open it. Ashton smiles weakly. I can smell the liquor.
He mumbles something I can't quite understand, and stands up, grabbing my arm. I help him up to his room, and he lays down on his bed immediately. No doubt he passed out.