ASHLEYA devastating clearance.The clearance that I needed.His room wasn't a sight to see. It was almost empty, nearly everything was gone. I shook my head sideways, in disagreement. I marched towards the bed, ripping the sheets and duvet off, scattering the pillows, and kicking my heels off my feet. "Adam!""Adam!""Baby, where are you?!""Baby, I'm here." I croaked, marching into the bathroom, hoping I would see the shower running, and see him relaxing in the bathtub, where he was waiting for me to come to join him. I pushed the door open and my eyes narrowed on the sink that always contained his toiletries, staring back at me, void of even a pin!The tears won't stop dropping from my face, increasing even. I weakly let go of the doorknob, leaving the door that led to the ensuite bathroom ajar. I strode into his closet, and my palms found themselves plastering over my mouth and snapping it shut, in shock.His clothes were all gone.His belongings were nowhere to be found.How cou
ASHLEYLove.Was there anything like that in the first place? Pfft. I put it to you that it's just an illusion. A crappy feeling that takes a lot from you with nothing to show for it. That shit about meeting the one was crap. It was total bullshit. There is no such thing as love and even if there was, all it ever does was take everything away from you, subject you to the mercy of manipulations, and make you do things that you wouldn't do if you were in your right senses.It would take, and take from you until there was nothing left other than your broken heart and I could swear that it hurts so much. There was nothing that could compare to the pain it leaves imprinted on your heart. It just basically drains you of the will to live. The will to even want to breathe.It is such a vain thing to grow helplessly attached to someone, and they promise you that what you have with them is forever until they rip your heart out and smash it right into pieces, crushing it into dust, and leaving y
JAXONDarkness.Utter darkness, with nothing in view. I couldn't keep track of how long I had been seated here, twirling my knuckle rings that felt cold against my fingers, my thoughts running wild. Non-stop, about the situation of things in the last few days. If I had been getting roughly two hours of sleep for several months, I stopped getting any, and I stopped trying a few days ago. The only thing that kept me going was coffee, cold baths, and a change of clothes.My thoughts wouldn't stop straying from the conversation I had with him. The bastard who used to be Peach's boyfriend. After Duncan got back into the country, he had been gathering as much information as he could about her, with the little we got from the CCTV about her that night. He was able to deduce where she lived, and where she worked, and the information about who she was in a relationship with sprang up.I tracked the bastard down and paid him off. I wanted him far away from her. Out of her life. I didn't want hi
ASHLEYI was exhausted.I pulled over in the driveway of my apartment and turned off the engine, grabbed the grocery bags in the backseat and my handbag, stepping out of the car. Genevieve let me off work early today. According to her, there wasn't much to do. With the rate at which I had been getting a pass from her recently, if I were paid in dollars for it, I would be a millionaire by now. She keeps surprising me, and well, not like I was complaining. Truth be told, I needed to rest. It's been a rough couple of weeks.I couldn't have been more glad of the kind of friends I surrounded myself with. They are the best friends a girl could wish for. I finally summoned up the courage to talk to my mom about the whole thing, and I couldn't have done it without their help. She was so hurt that I had been covering up for him. Dad wasn't left out either. His anger was unquenchable when he realized how he had been hurting me both physically and emotionally. If anything, I was glad about the
ASHLEYThis was a getaway I didn't know I needed. I didn't know how much I needed to step out of my comfort zone until this getaway trip. It was that breath of fresh air I didn't know I needed. If there was any word I could use other than beautiful, I would. Breathtaking doesn't cut it, even. The Maldives are beyond beautiful. It was irresistible with its white beaches, turquoise sea, blue lagoons, colorful marine life, and many palm trees. Emphasis on the palm trees.The cool breeze right outside the resort I was currently sprawled on the sun-lounger, blew my hair in different directions and I giggled at how it tickled my skin. I was wrapped lazily in a white robe that exposed my unclad thighs, being kissed by the gentle breeze. The sight of the clear golden sand surrounded by beautiful palm trees and a turquoise-blue sea, moving with soft waves, was appealing. I have been here for the past hour, relishing the view our resort had to offer.The girls made sure we got a suite with the
~ASHLEY~"Shit!"I cursed under my breath, a low hostile hiss exiting my lips. I dropped the hair straightener abruptly on my dresser, causing it to sound with a loud thud. I winced, dipping my finger into my mouth, to soothe the burn the straightener had caused on my pinkie.I'm convinced.The universe was working against me today because I just didn't understand how everything was going so wrong this morning. First, I woke up late. Secondly, while I was taking my bath, the water heater stopped working, leaving me with just one option. I had to suck it up and take my bath with the water that felt like it was gotten from the Atlantic Ocean. That aside, my white dress also got stained with my bottle of foundation that broke. And now, my hair straightener burnt my fingers. I exhaled, brushing my fingers through my wavy hair. I guess I will just have to go with it. I picked up my hairbrush and worked it through my messy hair, tying it atop my head in a ponytail. I dabbed some strawberry
ASHLEYI stopped breathing.I couldn't feel the air in my lungs anymore, and it was like that for several seconds. My head pounded with a terrible headache that threatened to split my head into two, my eyes stinging with hot tears, and my throat clogged with sobs.I was looking him right in the eye. The same man that stripped me of my innocence. The same man who was the first man to go in between my legs. The same man to whom my body reacted to his touch like I had known him for years. The same man that plagued my dreams and nearly ran me mad. The same man I thought I had escaped from, and would never cross paths with him.The headlines in the newspaper flashed in my head and I groaned.Jaxon Arden Gray. The Leader of the Vixen Mafia.All his presence did was bring back unwanted thoughts that had tossed me into one of the darkest periods in my life. The guilt, the hate, the self-loath, and disgust, alongside utter regret. It didn't help that I couldn't even stop staring at him. I coul
JAXON"I'm so proud of you, Son." Dad chuckled, his green eyes that looked just like mine, sparking with so much pride that had me smiling back at him.No!"Oh come on, Rodney, you sound as if you are the only one who's proud of him. I'm proud of you too, Son." Mom glanced at me through the rearview mirror. I smiled at her, teary-eyed, toying with my unknotted tie."My son is a man now! Goodbye high school!" Dad yelled with so much excitement.No! No!"He's still going to be my baby," Mom grinned.No!I tossed in my sleep, turning to my side, my head moving to the sides as I struggled to open my eyes, but I failed miserably at it. "Mom, I'm eighteen now," I grumbled and she chuckled."I love__"No! No!She barely had a chance to complete her words, when she screamed out my dad's name so hard. "Rodney!!!" Mom screamed.I looked up from my phone, to see a truck heading over our way. My dad was trying to swerve to the side, in a bid to avoid running into the truck, but the brakes had f