Mentally in love (Remington Leith)

Chapter Twenty-Two

I woke up in the arms of Ashley. She let me sleep in her bed last night. She was just like me and suffered from a lot of nightmares. Chris would share a bed, but it was nothing weird. Just two friends helping each other. I found out that Chris was here for an overdose, suicide attempt which he regrets. But he also has anger issues.

Ashley was already awake but was letting me sleep. We all got little to no sleep last night. None of us could really believe that Remington would cheat on me, but I could also not believe that it was even true. Maybe it was a misunderstanding...

I sighed before turning around and wrapping my arms around Ashley.

"It's okay, love. You'll be okay," She wrapped her arms tightly around my waist allowing me to bury my face into her shoulder. My body began to shake as a sob escaped my lips. I was so pissed off and heartbroken. I stopped speaking last night. I haven't had the energy to smile, to laugh, to even speak to anyone. It was like for every big step that I had taken to get here, I took two steps back. I didn't want to eat. I just wanted to lay in bed and think.

"Come on, let's get you up and out of those clothes. You can wear some of my stuff. You'll look bomb. I'll help you out and I'll do your makeup and make you look like a bad bitch," Ashley smiled at me before letting me release myself from her grip, and wiped my eyes.

"There's my princess," She smiled and wiped the remaining tears from my face. She looked at me like a best friend would another. Her gaze was soft, and caring.

"Honey, go grab a shower,and I'll leave clothes for you on the sink. Okay?" Ashley smiled at me, and moved out of bed. This allowed me to get up from the bed and to the bathroom. Their room was arranged the same way my room was. I walked in and looked in the mirror. My eyes were red, and puffy. I smiled at myself before breaking down again. I looked so ugly. I mean no wonder he would kiss her,, she was so much prettier than me. It was probably my fault. I was too much for him to handle. I had too many problems,

"You're okay, just breathe," I soothed myself. I began to strip from his Nutella sweater, and my sweats. I turned on the water, making sure it was hot, and stipped from my undergarments before stepping in.

"Can I come in? I have some clothes that should fit you," Ashley asked from the door.

"Mhm," I hummed. I heard the door open,and the rustle of clothes before the door closing again.

As soon as my shower finished, I turned off the warm water, and stepped out. I'd be lying if i said I stopped crying. I haven't stopped listening to the voices in my head since last night.

I loved him and he had to go and do this. He broke my heart, and I can say this is my first heartbreak after my family died. I signed and began to dry my body off with the towel Ashley had left by the clothes she gave me. She really was a good friend for me during these times.

"Hey, I'm gonna go get food. Do you want anything?" Chris asked.

"No thank you," I whispered.

"Okay, doll," Chris sighed before walking away from the door. I bit my lip and began to get dressed. I placed my undergarments on, and admire the clothes she gave me. She gave me a skeleton sweater with leather tights. I smiled. It was oversized, but wasn't too baggy on me.

I collected all my dirty clothes and walked out of the bathroom. I heard yelling in the hallway causing my attention to go toward the door then Ashley.

"Come on, let go check it out," Ashley walked towards the door. I dropped my things, and ran towards her. I grabbed her hand in fear. She smiled before leading us out the door.