Me, Myself, and You

Chapter 9

Ashley 

Why is it so bright?  

I sat up and realized that it wasn't my room. 

I threw the sheets off of my and realized my dress was still on. I calmed down a little bit. 

I got up and opened the door. I heard some noises downstairs and bawled my hands into a fist. 

I walked quietly downstairs and peeped my head around the corner. 

"Mason?" I asked walking into the kitchen. 

"Awake sleeping beauty?" he asked pouring egg yolk into a pan. 

"Uhh..Melony-"

"She is upstairs sleeping. She's ok." he said looking back at me. 

I looked at him. 

I don't know anybody else who would do this for me. 

I smiled and he gave me a confused look. Then I did the unexpected (as usual). 

I ran up to him and gave him a hug. He didn't hug me back but I didn't care. 

I whispered, "Thank you." 

He gently pushed me away, "Don't mention it." 

Melony came down the stairs looking dreadful. 

"Ugh, you might wanna take a shower. I can smell you from here." Mason said. 

I tried to hold back my laughter but the more I held it back, the more I needed to laugh. 

I bursted out laughing and Melony shot me a death glare. I stopped laughing but I did smile. 

"What time is it?" she asked rubbing her eyes.

 "1:54" Mason said while looking at his watch. 

"Shit!" she looked at me. 

"What?" I asked her. 

"Can you drive me back?" she asked looking for her stuff. 

"I don't have my car."  

I looked at Mason and all he did was laugh. 

"Why are you laughing? In about a minute she is gonna go batshit crazy." 

"Here," he walked over to a table and grabbed keys, "take my motorcycle." 

I caught the keys he threw. "Um thanks." 

"Do you know how to ride a motorcycle?" he asked. 

"Yep." You may be wondering? How does she know how to ride a motorcycle. Well when you're 14 and bored and you're dad just bought a new motocycle... 

Anyways you get the point.

I got Melony and we drove off to her house. I rode back to Mason's house and before I went inside I decided to inspect his house. 

It's a cozy one story house. I looked around the neighborhood and it's all the same. 

I knocked on the door until I realized it was open. Mason was sitting on the couch watching some boxing show and I threw the keys at the back of his head. 

"OUCH!" Mason screamed holding the back of his head. 

I laughed at him while I joined him on the couch. I smiled in his face and he pushed me away.  

After we watched the show in bitter silence for about 30 minutes I decided to break the ice. 

"Do you want to come to my house?" I asked. I really didn't want him to come, I just needed him to drive me there. 

"No. I have a date in an hour." he said getting up from the couch. 

I followed right behind him, "I need to get home Mason." 

"So then I'll drop you off." he said closing his bedroom door. 

I scoffed. 

Who could he be going on a date with? Whoever it is, she's lucky... WOAH Ashley back it up a little. You do not have feelings for him. 

I went downstairs and waited for him. 

I felt like I was waiting for years so I just called an Uber. 

What a waste of my day. 

I walked upstairs and looked through my dad's old room. I let my fingers trace the edges and the photographs he had of me as a child. 

I picked up a photo of me, and something fell. I picked up a key. There was nothing special about it... it was just a gold key.

I called Brian. 

"Hey Brian, are you busy?" I asked. 

"No Ms.Clarkson, do I need to be there right now?" he asked sounding worried. 

"Please." I hung up before he could say anything. 

I went downstairs and sat on the floor staring at the front door. 

Pathetic...I know. 

About 3 minutes later Brian was here. 

"Brian I found this key." I passed it to him. 

He took and looked at it closer. 

"Aahh. Well, this key doesn't matter to you." he said giving it back to me. 

"What do you mean this key doesn't matter to me. This key was my dad's, that means it's mine now." I said crossing my arms. 

"You said you wanted nothing to do with your dad's business didn't you?" he asked. 

"I-i." Didn't I? I feel like I should be part of it... 

Screw it. 

I want to. 

No I don't wanna be part of it. 

Yes. 

NO!

"Are we having second thoughts Ms.Clarkson?"