Ash x serena (discontinued)

kind lady

Ash pov

I ran without stopping, why was Gary at her house in the first place. Dropping to my knees in dizziness, I took deep breathes and thought about how she acted. She seemed to act casual as if nothing happened, why the heck would I just jump to conclusions. memories flood into my mind, ones of me and Gary and I when we used to be friends. 

After what happened with Lillian she helped me through my mother's death, we spent so much time together I trusted her. Learned so many thing about her, I started to like myself again. Whenever I was around her I felt happy and safe I guess I fell in love with her I just didn't know what it was back then. After I while she asked me out, then she told me she liked me more then friends so I guess we started going out.

 I told her so many things, like why my mom killed her self and why I felt so alone. Once we started dating I started to get bullied and made fun of. At first I first I didn't think much, but then they started saying thing like, ¨I can't even imagine living with ash I would kill myself too.¨ My heart broke and I didn't want to believe Lillian told everyone, so I'll go up and ask her then.

When I went to look for her I saw her making out with my best friend at the time, Gary. My heart ached as I remembered sobbing and asking her why she had done this. ¨Oh ash don't you see your just unloveable, remember that's why your mom killed herself. I had to hang out with you because of the teacher and the parents that told me I had to. If I was you I would never show your face again, everyone hates you.¨

I shook my head as if it would make the memories go the way I wiped away all the tears that had fallen down my face. "Is something wrong young man," I look up to see a sweet old lady concern shown on her face as she looked at my arms. ¨Oh no your bleeding,' she got out her huge bag and dug through it getting out a first aid kit. 

what a kind lady she doesn't even know me, yet she's helping me.

she worked quickly as she started to bandage my arms, "My name is Anne my dear do you mind telling what's going on.?"