ASHLEY.
"You should have fun, Ashley. Loosen up. " Lucy says as I walk beside her, and I chuckle, my eyes moving across the room, and taking in both the familiar faces, and the non-familiar ones.
There appears to be a game at the end of the room, and at the other side are girls giggling with the guys surrounding them, and not far from that is the school's basketball team.
My eyes easily find Dave who's holding Quinn by the hips, and as if he could sense my gaze on him; he turns, and give me a soft smile.
I move my eyes to the other side of the room; heat flooding my cheeks at the thought that he caught me staring. For an entirely different incentive, but I hate that he had to.
"Hey. Ashley, right?" I jump at the sound of my name, and the girl with the redhead standing next to me chuckles at my reaction, flipping her hair.
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LUCY. I sigh as I grab a seat next to Darren, who's speaking with a guy from school with a red cup in hand, and a smile on his face. Ashley is being stupid, and I have no idea what's gotten into her. Hanging out with Quinn's friend? It's the last thing I expected from her, but seemingly, I'm the one with the problem because I'm the one taking things too personally. Clearly, I need to loosen up. ' I'm here to have fun, and you're getting in the way of that. ' Have fun? She can have fun with that girl all she wants. See if I care. My gaze flickers to the cup in Darren's grip, and I grab it from his hold, gulping down the content. "Are you okay?" Darren questions, his attention now turned to me. His eyes move behind me, and he tilts his head before meeting my gaze again. "You couldn't find As
ASHLEY. "I told you there's no escape for you, Princess. " He chuckles menacingly as he hovers over me, and my eyes move down to his hands unbuckling his belt. My heart pounds against my chest as he discards the belt, and zip down his trousers, yanking it to his ankles to reveal his boxers, with his hardened cock straining against the fabric. "What... What are you doing?" I croak, staring back at my hands tied to the doorknob before glancing back at him, and he's advancing towards me with his hand stroking his cock through his boxers. "I told you, Princess, " he whispers, bending towards me, and strongly spreading my legs wide open, baring me naked before him, and a sob tears off my lips. He's... Oh my God, he's going to... He's going to... "Now be a good girl for me, and try not to scream too hard. " He gives me a taunting smile as he pulls down
ASHLEY. "You take care of yourself, and call me once you get home safely, okay?" Lucy proclaims with a smile, and I nod, waving her off. "You should go in now, it's already so late. " I giggle, jerking my head towards her house, and she nods, before stepping back, and shutting the door. She stands before the car as Darren start the engine, and I watch with a sigh as her frame suddenly disappears. "Home?" Darren asks from the front seat, interrupting my thoughts, and I look down at my thighs, fiddling with my fingers. I should go home. Vincent will be so worried about me, and I know mother will too, but I do not want to go home. The only person I want to see right now is Sinclair. "No, " I tell him, and he stares at me from the rear morrow with his brows creased, saying, "What do you mean no? You're not going hom
ASHLEY. "Why are you not stopping?" I panic, turning to Sinclair as he drives further from our usual stop, and he shrugs; a smirk on his face as he squeezes my thighs, and my gaze moves to the gesture before turning my attention back to his face. "You're almost at my place! Do you want to get caught?" "Of messing around with my best friend's little sister? I'm pretty sure Vincent would lose his shit. " He chuckles, and I stare at him confused; wondering what the hell he's doing, and what's going through that brain of his. "Then why are you not stopping?" I say, looking back to the front, and my house is in sight. "Life is nothing without risks, Little Greene. We need a bit of danger sometimes, you said that yourself, " I did, but not this type of danger! "Relax, Little Greene. Your brother isn't going to know anything. I saw you walking down the
ASHLEY."I'm off. " I announce, striding towards the door with my backpack in hand."Have fun at school, baby. And stay away from trouble. " I roll my eyes as mother calls out. She honestly thinks I'm some ten years old that need to be told that."I will, mom. Have fun at work too. " I respond nonetheless, because she's my mother, and I love her.I let out a shaky breath as I walk out the door; the cold from the breeze hitting me, and I wrap my arms around my shoulder as a measure. Maybe I should have listened to mom, and taken that coat with me.My phone dings, and I bring out the device; holding it to my gaze.There's a new message notification from Lucinda, and I open the text; my eyes running over the words.LUCINDA: Hey, I might come late to school. Thought I should let you know so you wouldn
ASHLEY. "I'm so fucking glad you're here!" I scream, running into Lucy's arms, and she laughs, wrapping her arms around me with a soft smile as I rest my head against her shoulder. "How was it? Was it really bad?" I question as I pull back, and she shakes her head, murmuring, "The usual, then dad left home. " "I'm so sorry, Lucy. I truly am. " I whisper, and she lifts her eyes to meet my gaze with raised brows. "Why are you sorry?" She queries, and I remain silent. "You don't have to be sorry, Ashley. This isn't your fault. It's theirs, and honestly, I'm so damn tired of them. All I want right now is to just get the hell out of that house. " She speaks with pain evident in her voice, and I don't say anything, but wrap my arms around her. "You know you'll be leaving your younger brothers when that time comes. Do you plan on leaving them with
ASHLEY. I open my eyes to the brightness of the room, my head banging too loud, and a hiss slips through my parted lips as I sit up on the bed; resting against the headboard. With one hand on my head, I gaze around the room. It smells of wealth. And in a different situation, I would have been awed, but right now; I'm so angry. I'm precisely fuming as I look around for any sign of Darren. I knew there was something off about him, but I stopped doubting him when we got closer, and how stupid could I have been? Does this explain how he got to know my house, and Sinclair? No one knows about Sinclair. Not even my best friend, so who the hell is this guy really? And how long has he been stalking me? A hiss slips through my lips as I look around for my phone, but of course, he took it. He wouldn't be dumb enough to leave the mobile with me. I don't know where the fuck I am, or how the fuck I'm supposed to get out of he
ASHLEY. My hands tremble as I grab onto the frame, and take steps back, while Darren moves forward with slow strides that scares the shit out of me. "How... How did you?" I ask in a shaky breath as I stare between him, and the frame in hand. This is my room! And looking closely; there's one of my novels beside me in this frame, which means he took a picture of me in my room? While I was masturbating? But how? I never... Oh God, this is driving me insane. "I never saw you as the type to do those things, love. " Darren's voice startles me out of my thoughts, and I take steps backwards until my back hit the wall, and I'm sandwiched between his body, and the wall. He leans closer, placing a hand beside my head, and whispering, "But it only made you more perfect than you already were. " He tucks a strand of my hair behind my ear, as his lips graze faintly against my earlobe