Beside You

Chapter Seven

Ashton's P.O.V

"That was weird..." I say to myself as I walk in the apartment, locking it back.

Alex wasn't that big of a bitch to me.

At all.

I go to the kitchen and get the medicine I had just bought for a small cold out, sitting it on the counter.

Grabbing a glass for water and filling it up, I open my medicine and take a few doses and close it.

"That shit is nasty!" I make a sour face and down my water.

I place the medicine in the cabinet, wash the glass off, and turn the lights off.

"Lets try this again," I sigh before walking back to bed.

My bed is still in shape as to how I left it before I went to the drugstore.

Messy and cozy.

"Ashton, could you be a little quieter, please?" Luke says, sounding a bit sad, while also tired.

"Yeah, sorry." I quietly say.

"Luke, what's wrong?"

"Nothing. N-nothing is wrong." He shifts around on his bed before adding, "Just home sick. Really missing my family, a lot."

Luke sighs and runs a few fingers through his hair.

"I feel you. I'm sorry, Luke." I say before sighing myself.

A few minutes pass, and Luke breaks the silence

"Ashton, can I come lay with you?"

"Yeah," I scoot over, making enough room for his tiny self.

"Come on."

Luke sleepily drags himself from his bed to mine.

"Thank you."

"You're welcome." I reply covering the both of us up.

"I don't know why, but I really miss my family." Luke wraps an arm, lazily, around me and buries his head in my pillow.

I stroke his hair and wrap an arm around him while he cries.

"Its okay, Luke. You'll see them soon. I promise."

Luke nods, and is soon asleep again.

Arm wrapped around me. Head on my shoulder.

I close my eyes, once more, in hopes to get some sleep.

Once again, Alex pops in my head.

Is she a good girl, or is she a bad girl?

Is she pretending to be someone she isn't?

These questions never seem to leave my mind.

I fall asleep with them on my brain, in hopes for an answer.