ashley's pov
i got home and went upstairs to start on my homework. *dinnngg* my phone buzzed
shaw-hoe👯♂️🧚🏼♂️💗
wassssuupp ash-lit
um nothing. now what do you want
oh so a friend can't text a friend
who said we were friends turd
bitch just come downstairs i'm already here
uuuugggghhh fine hoe
"HEY BEST FRIEND" i screamed at him.
" i thought we weren't friends" he said mocking me. i rolled my eyes and flipped him off. after i got in the car i asked where we were going.
" shut up and don't ask questions. "
" jeezzzz asshat"
we both started wheezing. before i knew it our song, mr.clean, came on. so hell yeah we were screaming those lyrics.
we arrived at my fave ice cream shop. i walked in to see ethan and grayson sitting there.
"why am i here? i barely know them" i whispered to shawn.
" that's exactly why i brought you here, to get to know them." he whispered back.
after ice cream we all started talking outside.
shawn came closer to us
" so are y'all officially friends" i looked at shawn with a smirk after he said that.
" not without NICKNAMES!!!" i yelled and shawn chuckled.
"so grayson about you......hhhmmmm. GAYSON!!" i said trying to hold my laughs. he laughed a little but a little annoyed. what i'd tell ya. meanwhile shawn and ethan were laughing their balls off. man, you got to love immature dweebs.
" ethan i'm not so sure about y-" i was cut off by grayson whispering something to me.
"PERFECT!!!!! E-TEE-WEE-TEE it is then." we all laughed.
i got home and saw another car..... jake's car. shit. i stepped through the door and immediately heard yelling. jake was up in my face yelling horrifying things. i couldn't take it anymore so i pushed him away. i instantly regretted it. he gave me an evil smirk. i was dead. he picked me. i was yelling but i couldn't stop him. he threw me on the ground, picked me up, punched me in the stomach, and dropped me again. he kicked me repeatedly and wouldn't stop until i bled and i did. all i could do was lay after he left. i didn't want to be saved. i heard a knock. i didn't move a muscle. someone walked through he door and saw me. it was ethan. thank god only him too. i was just laying there sobbing.
" oh my god ashley, w-what happened"
i couldn't tell him so i didn't say anything. he left and came back with my first aid kit. he sat me up and helped me. i still didn't say anything. no matter how awkward it was since i didn't have a shirt on(that's where the cuts were). he carried me upstairs to my room which took him awhile to find actually. i finally spoke up.
" can you call creed" i said blankly.
" of course" he smiled and stepped outside the room to call creed. he lived down the street so he got here quick. he said thank you to ethan and told him he could go. creed finally made it to me. i was sitting on my bed, staring at a wall with a blank expression.
" ash" creed had a pity voice. he came up to me and gave me a hug but i didn't move. i was still crying some. he went in my closet and gave me clothes. i changed by myself cause otherwise it would be weird. he tucked me in and went to sleep on the couch in my room. i could barely sleep. i mostly just stared at the ceiling.
i woke with a killer pain in my stomach and my head aching. what a way to start senior year. i heard the front door slam shut and creed was still with me on the couch. well shit
