Death Bed

Don't stay awake for too longDon't go to bedI'll make a cup of coffee for your headI'll get you up and going out of bed Yeah, I don't wanna fall asleepI don't wanna pass awayI been thinking of our future'cause I'll never see those days I don't know why this has happenedBut I probably deserve itI tried to do my bestBut you know that I'm not perfect I been praying for forgivenessYou've been praying for my healthWhen I leave this earthHoping you'll find someone else 'Cause yeah, we still youngThere's so much we haven't doneGetting married, start a familyWatch your husband with his son I wish it could be meBut I won't make it off this bedI hope I go to heavenSo I see yo

Ashleigh woke up and looked left then right. Damien wasn't there. She tried to sit up only to receive a sharp pain in her abdomen. She tried again, slower. Unfortunately she got the same result. She sighed. She lay on her side and threw her legs over the edge of the bed, this time sitting up from the side without much pain. She got on her feet and made her way downstairs. There, she heard music gently flowing out the speakers, filling the place with a soft tune. On the couch Damien lay asleep with his arm dangling down. She picked up the empty wine bottle and glass at the foot of the couch heading with them to the kitchen. As she entered the kitchen, she looked up and out the window to meet eyes with a pair of dark brown eyes.Those eyes scared her. Those eyes scarred her. Those eyes belonged to a dangerous man. A man who hurt her mother. A man who hurt her. Paralyzed by fear she forgot she was holding the glass objects and dropped them.

"He got you Hollywood tickets?!" Heather exclaimed. Ashleigh nodded. "Yup! I'm so excited.""Damn Ash, that's big. We all know how much you've dreamed of that place and here you have Damien flicking the wand to make it come true," Bethany pointed out as the trio walked out the clothing store."He said he wants to make my dreams come true so yeah," Ashleigh told them tucking her hair behind her ear. "Well how's he doing now?" Bethany enquired. "Well... we got back on Wednesday, i saw him on Thursday and he seemed stressed, like on the verge of an anxiety attack. He wouldn't tell me what's wrong. Since then he's disappeared. I bombarded him with calls and texts yesterday but I got nothing.""Hectic," Heather commented. "Maybe go to his place, check in on him.""I will cause this is weird. He never leaves me in the dark. Ever. So something's up.""Definitely." They roamed the mall, entered shops which were on sale and bought clothing they liked. They found picture perfect areas where

Hi ReadersI apologize for the lack of updates. I have been severely stuck in a writer's block. The lack of inspiration is driving me crazy plus, school is being over-demanding lately so I've literally got no time for me time. My mental health as a result is dying, yay, and on top of that I unfortunately lost the next couple of chapters. About five or six so I have to replace them. Update will therefore unfortunately be delayed a bit further. I'm really sorry.As soon as I finish each one I'll publish instead of publishing in bulk. Again I'm so sorry for the hold up. 🙈