Chapter 4 -Pain

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Ashley POV:

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Just seeing him with her drove so many thoughts through my head.

Why did he still ask me on a date?

Why did he lie?

Was he just using her for sex?

I had been crying non-stop for the whole trip home. I had taken off my heels and thrown them in the back seat. I never wanted to see him again.

We pulled into the drive way in front of my house.  Sarah got out and went inside, leaving the door cracked. My mom came out right after. I got up, leaving my door open, and ran into her arms. I felt like a kid again.

"Sarah, can you go get her stuff out of the car please?" She asked.

Sarah walked outside, not only did she look upset, but she seemed REALLY mad. I could tell from a mile away when she was mad.

My mom walked me inside onto the couch with her left arm draped caringly over my shoulders, and her right hand on my right arm. Once we got inside, my mom sat me on the couch and turned on The Big Bang Theory to try to cheer me up. You'd think watching Sheldon be his literal self would make me smile a bit...nothing... it just gave me some background noise. I pulled my cold, bare feet onto the couch and brought my knees to my chest. I started shivering. Just then Sarah got back in. She lightly touched my shoulder and smiled. She took the blue fleece blanket off the back of our couch and draped it onto my shoulders. Before she could take her hand off my shoulder, I put mine on her's. She looked at me with a smile and squeezed my hand. Our silent way of saying "I love you" and "I'm okay". She went upstairs and changed into her pajamas. Black sweats that said MAGcon on the back and a shirt that said "célfie" in purple cursive with a grey background. She had taken her makeup off and had taken her hair out. It was now just a mess of waves and a few small curls. She looked at me with concerned eyes.

"I'm making you hot chocolate and you will drink it. K? K."

(Another thing about being friends with Sarah was that when she wants to do something, nothing, I repeat NOTHING will stop her. And don't ever say she WON'T do something... she'll do it just to prove you wrong or to bother you.)

I decided that while she was making me hot chocolate that I would get my pajamas on. I was freezing cold anyways. I drug myself upstairs, my heart feeling like it was a million pounds heavier. I couldn't bring myself to hold my chin up. When I finally got upstairs, I realized it had started raining. I sat on my window sill and looked outside, just thinking. But I didn't want to imagine a world without him.

A world without him was dull and gray. Like a rainy Texas summer day. I didn't want to do anything, life felt almost meaningless, and I felt like it was my fault all this happened. I'm pretty good at containing my emotions in front of people, but when I'm alone in my room, I can just let it all out.

I willed myself to get up and get dressed. I stripped out of my gorgeous blue dress that now holds so many bad memories. I threw it into my dirty clothes hamper, planning on never wearing it again. I grabbed a pair of dark grey sweatpants that said MAGcon vertically on the side of the right leg and a mahogany colored shirt that said Obey on the front. It looks like Jacob's hoodie. I thought to myself. No. I had to put away any thought of him. I ripped the shirt off and threw it to the corner of my room. I reached for another shirt and found a gray colored long sleeve tee with the MAGCON symbol on the front. On the back, were all the boy's first and last initials.

JG

JJ

NG

HG

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