I'm sorry { sequel to Slipping Away}

1.2

Ashton's POV

Why can't something go right. Why does this always happen, i get so excited for something, then it just leaves.

"W-we should g-go home n-now" Luke cried as he stood up. He walked out the door and came back in with a doctor.

"Mr. Irwin. Your clear to go home. Just be careful with the stitches" he said as Luke helped me up.

I mumbled a quick 'thank you' as me and Luke exited the building.

"We are here" he said as we parked in the parking lot of the apartment.

We made it up to our room and sat on the couch.

My phone was sitting on the mini table so i grabbed it and saw many texts from my mom.
'Ashton, your father found the hotel and he's trying to get in'
'Ashton he's in and i don't know what do'
'Are you okay?'
'I'm really worried'
'I just wanted to let you know i love you. Stay strong baby'

I read over ever text over and over again.

Silent trees came out of my eyes as i just stared at my screen.

"Ash? Whats wrong?" Luke asked grabbing my hand.

I ripped my hand away from in and went in the bathroom.

I sat on the floor and just cried.

"Ashton. Please babe i know its hard, just we can talk about all of this. Just please don't do it!" I heard Luke call followed by loud knocks.

I put my head in my hands and just cried.

"Ashton?" He said quietly.

I heard him allude against the door.

"I love you" he said.

I cried more as i went through ever drawer and cabinet trying to find it.

Then i remember i keep one inn my pocket at all times.

I reached in my back pocket and felt the cold medal slide across my finger.