Alone No More (Rogue Cheney)

Chapter Eleven

Ashe's P.O.V.

"Ashe, just do it!"

"No! I can't and I won't!" I was looking down at my younger self, watching her argue with her parents on that horrible day. "I can't do it." We weren't in the house, we were in our 'get-away' home in the forest. A little cabin with four rooms, just enough for all of us.

"Sweety, please." My mother, the spitting image of me, cried as she grabbed my hands. I knew what was coming up, and dreaded this feeling washing over me. I once again shook my head 'no' as more tears decided to fall from my eyes and land on our hands. "Than please forgive us."

"You're worthless! The worst child we have. You're nothing like your sister and all you do is disappoint!" My father screamed at me, tears falling as he did. The 12 year-old me looked up in horror at his words, new tears forming. "All those times we said we loved you, it was a lie so we didn't look awful! We ask you do to one thing and you're too selfish to follow through with it!" My mother was looking away, her pale face now stained with tears. My fathers brown eyes were so apologetic, so weak, it made me fall to my knees as I continued to listen to the hurtful words. "Since we're going to die anyway, I figured you'd want to know the truth."

The little girl stepped back and stared at her parents with shock and a broken heart. She clutched her chest feeling that familiar pain return. She doubled over and screamed out hoping it would end soon. The couple looked at their daughter, apologizing as everything turned dark.

When the light came back I was looking down at my now smaller feet. My mother and father grabbed my hands and for the first time in months, looked at peace.

"Thank you Ashe. We really do love you." Their eyes closed simultaneously as they drifted into an eternal sleep. I sat there on their bed, crying, praying for them to come back. I knew what I had done. There was no blood, I had done it peacefully. But I still knew I killed them. It was that stupid magic.

"I hate you! I want you gone!" But I knew that it was impossible, it was apart of me, forever.

"Ashe?" A young Rogue, or I mean Ryos, called to me as he entered the room. He didn't look at the bodies, just me and slowly grabbed my shoulders. "Ashe, wake up.... Come on... Wake up!"

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When I opened my eyes I saw crimson eyes looking into mine. As my eyes began to focus I noticed Rogue and several others standing in the room. "Are alright?" His eyes were pained as I wiped a stray tear from my cheek.

"Yeah I'm fine," my voice was hoarse and hard to hear so I cleared my throat before starting again. "you can go back to bed." Everyone but Rogue left for their rooms. He was still seated on the edge of my bed as he held onto my hands.

"This was a mistake. I never should've asked you to come here." He whispered as he moved the tear soaked hair away. His eyes never left mine, just staring like he never wanted to forget the sight of them.

"It's fine. I want to help Lexi, and if this is the only way, than so be it." I smiled, knowing it wouldn't fool him, but he showed a small one and leaned his forehead against mine.

"If it gets to be too much, you'll tell me right? I don't want to see you hurt again." I blushed at his words, and it deepened when I knew he could feel the heat. I nodded, hoping he'd back away before my face actually melted.

He pulled away and touched my cheek once more before standing up to leave. "Rogue wait." The second his hand touched the door knob, the words blurted out of me, what are you doing? Stop! He turned around and looked at me, waiting for me to continue. "Can you u-umm.. stay with me tonight?" Even in the dark room you could see the deep red splashed across his nose. He obliged and got into bed next to me.