"He's not here, and if you don't want trouble, don't ask about it again", he spoke with such cold anger in his voice it scared me. I backed up against the wall I was leaning on as much as I could. Ashton was so bad when he was just talking, but when he got angry it freaked me out. Ashton seemed to sense my movement though and made his way over to me. He plopped down right next to me, and attempted to talk again before I cut him off.
"I'm sorry. But please just leave me along. I don't need this- any of it. I just want to get out of here, and we will never have to talk again. I promise, and when I promise something, I always keep it", I murmered quietly. I didn't know what to say. This boy is something. I'm actually pretty convinced he's bipolar. And I know I should be scared but I can't be. When he isn't a total jerk, he's really not all that awful. Ashton muttered something under his breath.
"What was that?", I asked.
"Can you love me?".
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