Letters to a Rockstar

I am setting you free Ashley

"Check Facebook." I said softly as they grabbed their phones. 

"Chelsea, you need to make a decision. He is not one to be tied down babe. This is the second time he has done this." Monica said as she came over and leaned down.

I nodded as big tears fell from my eyes. I sniffed and wiped my nose with my sleeve of my jacket. She handed me a tissue as my mom walked into the closet. 

"Chelsea, you need to decide. This is not going to get any better babe. He cannot commit to you.  He will cheat on you over and over and over. Your in no shape to allow this guy to break your already delicate heart." Monica said as I wiped my nose.

"I know." I said as I swallowed. 

My mom sighed a deep sigh and joined us as I cried harder. 

"Come on now Chelsea. He is not worth the tears." She said as Larisa walked over from helping us put the clothes away. She put her phone away and sat with us. 

"I..........." I started before I cried harder then ever. My mom sighed a deep sigh and stroked my hair. 

"I want to go out tonight. First, I need to write him a note. Can one of you type as I say what to say?" I said knowing that my motor skills would be useless right now.

"I'll do it. Lets get you comfortable on your bed and I will grab your laptop." Monica said as I nodded.

***Ashley's POV a week later***

"GOD DAMN!" I screamed as a red-haired girl thrusted me harder. 

She finished and jumped down and pulled her panties back up and her super short maid costume back down. 

I handed her her money and she strolled out of the private VIP room at Pandora's toybox. I got changed and headed back out and I spotted Jake and Andy laughing at me. 

"Guys, I think I am going to take off. I have a big day tomorrow." I said as they looked shocked. "WOW!!!!!!! Not even a good fuck can make you feel better Purdy?!?? DUDE! Come on! You have been depressed for a fucking month. Ever since she chewed you out." Jake said as I gave him my famous death glare. 

He backed off as I bro-hugged them and walked out of the strip club.

I got out to my car and picked up my mail on the way home and a 6 pack of beer. 

I slammed my door shut and my heart broke. My babies came racing towards me and I smiled through my tears and sadness. I put the box and beer down and bent down and they showered me with kisses. 

I stood back up and grabbed the box and beer and headed into the kitchen. I put the box onto the table and let them out to go potty. 

They sprinted around chasing some butterflies as I chuckled. I opened the door as they both came flying back in and skidded onto the wooden floor and ran into my legs. I laughed as I saw them race out playing and barking. 

I put my beer into the fridge and grabbed a cold one and collapsed into the chair and grabbed some mail. 

I flipped through the junk mail and stopped at an envelope. My heart began to pound as I sat up causing my mail to fall onto the floor. I set my beer down and opened the envelope.

Dear Ashley:

You are in no way ready to commit to a relationship. 

I was lying to myself when I said you were the one for me. Shame on me for falling for a guy who has the fucked up reputation like you. 

I scold myself for thinking that you would change your ways cause of me. I was just setting myself up for a major heartbreak here. My heart is already breaking from the fact that I am dying.