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Mac's POVI step in the door of my house, still thinking about the whole thing in my head.
If I tell her everything, will she be alright with it all?
I close the door behind me, expecting to see Ash on the sofa, but only to find that she's not a laying there.
"Now where did she go this time?" I said to myself with a head scratch.
It's no surprise that I come home and not find Ash on the sofa. It's like every time when I'm not with her, she's always up to something. Some vibe I'm feeling that she's not telling me something. Ever since Ash broke the window and lamp, I'm not sure if I can really trust her with what she's saying.
I don't really trust her yet I like her?! Maybe I should've told Doc about that incident, I'm going crazy..
After a moment of talking to myself in my head, I decide to look around for Ash to see if she's anywhere in the house. It may not be a surprise for me that she's gone, but it still worries me, so I quickly skim through the rooms and kitchen of the house. Ash was no where to be seen. I hope that she's in the last room that I haven't checked. My bedroom.
I open the door to my room to suddenly find Ash. My eyes widen in surprise to see Ash peacefully sleeping on my bed.
What is she doing in my bed? Guess she finds it comfortable than the couch. I thought, as I slowly close the door behind me, leaving it slightly open so that I don't make a sound of the door creak.
I then approach to my bedroom, noticing Ash was half covered by a blanket. Knowing that she's still pretty sick, I slowly get the covers up to her shoulder, which her face suddenly caught my attention. Clearly seeing her forehead, I felt admired by the sight of her pink pastel like lips, and fair skin which perfectly blends together with her glowing blonde hair underneath the moonlight.
wow, she looks kinda.. cute. I thought, never noticing how beautiful Ash looked.
Ash moves her arm a little which I quickly snap out of my thoughts. I pinch my forehead with a slight blush.
This feeling.. it's growing on me..
I thought, quietly walking towards the door, trying my best not to make a sound for Ash to wake up. I walk back to the living room where Ash was supposed to sleep on the sofa. I grabbed a pillow to fluff it up and slapped it back on the couch.
What a day..
I thought as I drop my head down on the pillow, stretching out my muscles and getting both my hands on the back of my head. Taking in a deep breath through my nostrils.
"Good thing this couch is big enough to fit in 3 Docs.." I exhaled, feeling relaxed and the stress dying down.
I open my eyes to stare at the ceiling, still thinking about Ash and Carmen.
Why am I making this a big deal? I thought.
As long as I tell her it's all fake, then she'll keep it a secret, right? I mean.. why am I falling for someone like her? She's mean, a liar, a thief.. but also my best friend from a long time ago, a friend that made me accepted and her sense of humor always makes me crack a smile. She was there for me, so should I do that in return? But what if she doesn't feel the same way? What if I tell her everything about Carmen, and she's alright with it all. Does that mean she probably never felt the same way about me? That time I came home with a broken window and found Ash looking so sad, was she maybe trying to escape at that moment but just couldn't? She never mentioned that broken lamp. Is she hiding something? What could it be? I've been feeling this off vibe from her, and I'm not sure if it's me or if it has always been there, or is it because she doesn't feel belonged? Is it because of me? Or is it something else that's wrong? Was she alright? What really happened to her all those years in the streets?! Why am I feeling this way again?!

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Better Place
FanfictionThis story is about a girl named Ash, a tough and rebellious blondie. Though there is something that most girls have that she doesn't; a place to call home. Ash is known as the most wanted thief in New York City. Of course no one knows when she'll s...