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Contain Graphic drug usage, Sexual Content and explicit Language.
Ashlyn was a emotional teen that was just trying to make it through high school. That's it that's all. Well until meets a self-proclaimed psycho that turns her world upsid...
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Me and Ashlyn been really kicking it, and getting close , and I think she should meet my family.
"Beauty...you wanna meet my parents today?", I ask walking into the room where she was laid cuddling with Kyrie. I slide in beside them and lay back to look over at them both.
On the weekends when she wasn't at school, she was here helping me with Kyrie or just spending time with me period.
On that note, Me and Lina worked some shit out, and I now have Kyrie every Friday night,Saturday,Sunday, and Monday.
"Uhmm I don't know", she says turning to me only for a second before turning back to Kyrie who was laughing at something on the Tv
"Tell your daddy to lemme think about it Ky", Ashlyn says as I smack my lips
"Beauty needs to think about it Dad", Kyrie says frowning at me.
He be on her side for every argument. Like damn. He a trader.
"why couldn't Ashlyn just tell daddy this herself", I say as she blushes
"Shut up Kyson", She says slapping at my chest
"Ight I quit, but I'm going to my moms house today, so you going or staying?", I ask as she pretends to think
"I'll go", She says not looking up at me
"She always cook Sunday Dinner with our family, but my nono always cooks one at her house too", I say opening the drawer next to the bed to pull out my pills
"You want me to call for your prescription. That's only gone last you a week", Ashlyn says as I frown
"You can, But I usually don't take them before a match", I say as she turns around with Kyrie nodding off to sleep on her chest
"Kyson that's such a fucking bad idea", she says rolling her eyes
"Please don't start Ashlyn", I say trying to get out the bed but of course her stubborn ass starts with me
I try to ignore her, and instead focus on Charlie pawing at the carpet from under the bed.
She begins to play in Kyrie's hair and just when I think that we were done arguing she just starts up again.
"You know it's a bad idea. We both know how you get without that medicine. What if you go into a cycle after the match and I can't get you to take the rest of them. Then what?", she asks angrily but trying to keep calm
