ashton pushed the door open.
"farrah."
she sat on her bed, dazed. her blinks were slow and unresponsive.
"she's gone. left for bali this morning." farrah spoke calmly, as if she was talking about the weather.
"oh, farrah. i'm so sorry." ashton sat next to her, tracing the scars on her arms with his finger.
"she didn't even visit me...when i was holed up in hospital. and she made sure that no one knew. not even my closest friends. they thought i was just taking a break from school."
ashton pressed his lips on hers, briefly. then he whispered, "it's okay to cry."
a single, solitary tear slipped down her cheek. "she didn't want to stay with me. she was thinking about buying a pack of cigarettes for herself before seeing me. and it's been this way since dad left.
"sometimes i wish you'd seen me, dying, and walked out the door instead of sticking by me."
"don't say that," ashton folded her hand in his, squeezing it gently. "i promise you...i'll be there for you the way she wasn't."
he kissed her again, to make sure she got the message. and then he was rubbing her back, as she rested on his shoulder. "i love you."
"ditto."
the bedroom door opened, slowly. and then a boy, with bright hair, stood at the door. "farrah?"
~
Book 3 is complete!
This ending might be seen as a cliffhanger, but reading other books in the series might help it make sense [HINT MASCARA HINT]. It was a kind of bittersweet ending but Ashton is gonna keep his promise :-)
thank you for reading !!
- Susan (kingsleymyqueen)
PS picture of farrah to the side :-)
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Fanfictionsometimes the scars were there, sometimes they weren't. it all depended on the concealer. {{book 3}}
