12:02

MICHAEL: I killed her...

It was ten past eleven when I left the house to pick up Ashton. I got to his house at about ten to twelve. We were heading to the studio to hopefully get some more music recorded. The highway wasn’t as busy as it usually is.
“I found this letter in my mailbox this morning…” Ashton muttered.

“What is it?” I frown looking over at him.

“It’s from Tori. I read it before you picked me up and it makes no sense at all….”

“What’s it say?”

“I’ll read it out to you” He said as he un-folded the letter in his hands.

“Dear Ash…

I’m so sorry it had to be you, there was no other way. I picked you, well, you and Michael, I couldn’t put that burden on the girls… I just couldn’t…But it had to be someone I knew. Someone who I know would have understood. You’ve been my friend for ages. So I picked you… I knew you and Michael would understand why I did it, why I had to do it. I’m so sorry Ashton. Please, please understand. There’s a letter in Michael’s glove box… Make sure he gets it… Make sure he knows it wasn’t his fault…

Lots of Love, Victoria –xx-”

 

“What the? Open the glove box” I rub my forehead as Ashton opened the glove box. There was another letter. Is this some joke. “Pass it to me?” Ashton pulls it out of the glove box and hands the letter to me. It has my name on it, with “I’m sorry” written in small writing in the corner. What the hell is this girl on about? I push the letter back into the glove box and ignore it.
“Hey can we stop at the petrol station so I can grab some more mints?” Ashton asks as we near the petrol station. I pull up to the petrol station and he quickly runs in. He returns minutes later with a few packets of mint gum.

“Dude how much do you need?” I laugh.

“Enough to flip that bad breath of yours Dude!” He chuckles. I punch his arm and he scoffs.

“That didn’t even hurt Mike! You need to get back to the gym!”
“Shut up Ashton” I punch him again.

“Okay now that one hurt” He frowns. I feel proud of myself at his reaction. I reach over and turn the radio on. “I Love Rock N Roll” by Joan Jett and the blackhearts starts playing. Ashton starts head banging. I look at the clock as we turn onto the Wake Hurst parkway. It’s twelve o’clock already.

“So what actually happened to us meeting Cal at twelve?” I ask Ashton as I glance in my rear view mirror.

“He had Tori stay there last night so he had to postpone” We both laugh at this. He is so whipped.
“So when’s the wedding?” I joke.

We drive down the wooded road for what feels like ages, when really it was only two minutes. Ashton is fixing his hair in the mirror on the passenger’s seat and I’m following the car in front of me.