Good luck for bad girls

Chapter 5

•Mia•

Clare's head falls back on the seat and she's out again.

"You do?" I say. Ash drives forward and I notice he's making a left.

"Yeah, she needs to be with her turners. She's almost past claiming stage" he speaks softly, almost as if its a secret.

I furrow my brow. What?

"Ash, I have no idea what you've just said. What does that even mean?" I smile a bit. Maybe he really was crazy. I suppose everyone is a bit different...it's a shame though. He really is stunning. I study him as he drives, waiting for an answer.

"You can stop staring babe. I'm trying to drive." He grins.

Woah someone is cocky. How did he know I was looking at him? It's dark. It's not my fault I'm stuck in a car with an adorable stranger. I mean come one, those eyes are so pretty. Like some sort of brown and caramel color. I wonder what his mother's eyes look like...

Great. He didn't even answer my question and I'm sitting here thinking about how beautiful his eyes are. Get it together Mia.

"Dude, I wasn't staring. I want some answers." I look down as I speak. Almost blushing. I said almost.

"Listen. I'm being awful nice here letting you stay with. Plus taking in your very sick friend Clare. We're about to pull into my house, do me a favor. Stop asking questions for tonight. I'm feeling a lot of emotions and if you just go to bed. In the morning I'll explain everything. It's to much for one night dear." Says Ash.

Oh it's too much. If only he knew what it was like to sleep outside shivering in the cold without food. I was exhausted.

"Don't call me that!" I'm starting to get annoyed with his little crush on me.

"I can't go to sleep knowing Clare is so sick" I say

"She'll be fine by the morning. I promise Mia"

"Last time I checked you weren't a doctor." I narrow my eyes at him.

He sighs. Turing off the car and getting out he comes to my side and opens the door.

Oh..I guess we're here.

The door opens and he offers his hand. I ignore it stepping out myself.

A flash of emotion crosses his face. Almost a hurt kind of look.

"I'm going to get Clare." Opening the back door I notice she's in a deep sleep. She's actually looking less pale. Maybe he was right. I feel relief flush through my body.

"Hey I got her, I don't think you should be waking her up right now"

"Why not? She can go back to sleep as soon as we get her into bed" I ask confused.

"Mia please" he turns looking at me. Our eyes lock and I'm still. "Trust me, let her sleep"

Reluctantly I agree.

Ash picks her up. She doesn't even stir. It's weird, she's always been a light sleeper. Always waking up when my mom would come in the room to yell at us. This time though, she doesn't wake..just falls limply into his arms. I feel ping of jealousy somewhere deep inside me. Quickly, I dismiss it as we walk to his porch.

I'm taken back. His house wasn't what I'd expect.

It was a two story log cabin with beautiful glass windows in the front. The yard was decorated with all sorts of beautiful plants and I could see acres stretch beyond his house. It really was something.

"You've got quite a house here, it's really nice" I smile a bit as Ash nods.

"It's been in the family awhile" he opens the door and the inside of his house instantly warms me. The fire place blazed and I swear I could feel myself drift.

Still carrying Clare he leads us up the stairs to a beautiful bedroom. It looked like a room any girl would like. The walls were painted a light shade of purple with white lining. I think back to where Clare and I use to sleep. A mattress on the floor of our tiny room.

How comfy. For a second I wish we could have had a room like this.

"There's a bathroom over there and I think the bed is big enough for the both of you" Ash lays Clare's body on the purple queen sized bed.

"It's more than enough, plus I wouldn't sleep anywhere without her." I say sitting on the bed.

"I got that. You guys really are inseparable." He runs his hand through his brown hair and I suppress an emotion. "Well...I guess I'll let you sleep." He turns around quickly turning off the light.

"Wait Ashton." I stand up and walk over to him.

"Yeah?" His voice lowers as we stand in the dark.

"Thanks. It means a lot." Through the darkness I see him smile.

"I'd do anything for you Mia" Ash states taking a step closer.

I speak slowly. "But..why? Why are you taking us in?"

"Oh Mia. You don't listen well. In the morning we'll talk. Now go to bed" just like that the mood shifted and he was his very serious self again.

I mumble fine as I head to the bed and climb in. Clare's under the covers already. Her head resting on a pink fluffy pillow. She looked normal. I shift toward her and look at her. She breaths in and out. In someway she looks serene. Almost vibrant.

Once Ash sees I'm settled he starts closing the door.

"Oh and Mia? Sleep well bonita" He shuts the door before I can respond with a snarky comment.

I lay in this bed and thank god for a place to sleep tonight. Getting close to Clare I lean my head against hers. She was alright now. I'm almost sure.

My eyes flutter as I think about talking with Ash in the morning. I needed answers that was for sure..

I push out everything in my mind and try to sleep.

Right before I fall asleep the last thought I have is about how thankful I get to spend this night in a nice warm bed, instead of a shitty trailer with my mom drinking her soul away..