“You know I’m scared of storms,” he told her. “I know,” she whispered, completely oblivious that for him, she was the scariest storm of them all.

He taps his foot against the carpeted floor of his therapist's office, wondering if he should say it. If he should even say her name out loud. He hasn't done that in at least a year. He'd never say it; especially not in front of his friends. As the therapist, a middle-aged woman in a grey pantsuit, takes notes on his progress, he clears his throat and decides to speak, "She's coming back from California. Today." She looks up, "Who?" It takes him a while. He has to work up the nerve to say it. "Maddie," he says, picking at his nails. He only mentioned her name once, in his first session last year, but the therapist nods. She was the only good thing he's ever mentioned. "Something bad happened, I think." Cover art by Brigid Vaughn (burdge on deviant art) #freementalillness

NEW VERSION IS UP ON MY PROFILE "is my grammar really that bad" in which ashton and ashley connected over twitter.

➳ [a.i.] // he's dangerous, she just doesn't know it.

"In spite of real distance we'll always be close." Copyright 2014 by trafficashton

❝Charlie said I was lucky to be in Homeroom 220 because the teacher was easy-going, but I had other reasons to love that class.❞

She tries her hardest to look good but she still gets called ugly and she believes them.

"@Ashton5SOS is now following you" // in which a fan gets a follow from ashton and they start dming, obviously. // Book 1 in the Social Media Series.

"i just want to help her, but i don't think she wants to be helped." ashtoniwrins ©

@ridingash : yo daddy how long's ya dick @Ashton5SOS : longer than you think ;)