Memories

26-what dont i know? (Pt.2)

"What don't I know, Calum?"

"There's just-" he cut himself off, his face covered in a mask of shock.

"W-What did you just say?" He stuttered.

"What don't I know? Do I not know that you full name is Calum Thomas Hood. Do I not know that you kidnapped me almost three years ago. Do I not know that you put me through shit! For an entire year! Do I not know that I had a major crush on one of your best friends, who you threatened to kill once you found out! Do I not know that you sent me on a mission that could have potentially gotten me raped! Do I not know that you kept me locked away from everything, everyone, for months! You nearly fucking drowned me!"

"Ashley, I-" he started, but I cut him off.

"Do I not know, that you practically left me to die, for trying to get out of the shit you brought me into. And do I know know, aside from all the SHIT you put me through, i still took a bullet for you. And I would again." I took a deep breath, my stomach completely empty of air.

"Yeah, you put me through so much, so much stuff that I will never, EVER, forget. But that night. I felt something compelling me to get out that car. To see if you were okay. To... to jump infront of that bullet. You're a fucked up guy. I've know that since the day I met you. But, for some reason I would rather have died then watch you die. And, as shitty as this sounds, the last few months have been like heaven for me. I got to see the real you. The guy I never knew before, because you were always trying to impress the guys. But here, now, you're not half bad."

He was frozen, too shocked to form words.

"How- how long have you known?" He asked, stepping forward slightly.

"The aquarium. I don't know how, but the kiss somehow brought back all of the memories" i told him.

"But, why did you keep on calling me caleb? Why not just tell me?"

"Because I liked you as Caleb. Loving, friendly, caring, and not in a gang. I guess I didn't want things to go back to how they were before, stuck in some apartment" I admitted looking at the floor.

"Trust me. I'm never gonna do that again" he said, before tilting my head up and kissing me. His arms wrapped around my waist, mine going around his neck. I must be fucking mad, but I was in love with him. I was in love with the guy who kidnapped me. I was in love with Calum Thomas hood. And to think, this all happened, from some stupid plan B.

The. Freaking. End. No sequel. An epilogue but that's it.😖